"Don't cry Frankie," "d-don't call me f-Frankie..." A voice whimpers... No... MY voice whimpers...
"No one can hear your cries here..."
*knock... knock... knock...* "Frank?" A voice asks, making me fall back into reality for probably the fifteenth time today. "Frank??" The voice repeats sounding more concerned then before. Maybe if I don't answer he'll go away....
"Frank?!" The voice says sounding more alarmed. Shit...
I sigh quietly and get up, getting the door I see the tall man with teal roots once again, he looks relieved to see me okay but I just stare up at him blankly. I mean, why wouldn't I be okay? There's no window nothing sharp, not even a book... No wonder people don't leave here, it drives you insane...
Maybe the people who go here, besides me, aren't insane, maybe this place makes them insane. "You never came to your therapy session... Is everything alright?" Dr. Way asks. "Yes, I just lost track of time, maybe because there isn't even a God damn clock in this room." I say starting to regret my smart mouth.
He's not like him... He's not here...
"I'll see what I can do about that Mr- Frank, but for now come along, to my office," Dr. Way says starting to walk off. I give a small sigh before following him.
Once we walk into his office I see it's A LOT different then the whole place. Light green walls... A little TV. A FUCKING WINDOW! Um anyways.. A music player... Hmm... "Please sit Frank." Dr. Way spoke clearly. I look towards the chair he references to, it's white leather and actually looked comfortable. I sit down, this chair is better then my old house in total! "So Frank... How was your day?" Dr. Way asks. "I daydreamed a lot, that was probably the only thing good about it, scratch that, my daydreams weren't that good." I say, and of course he wrote that down.
I should've kept my trap shut. "You know I really don't appreciate when you write things I say down," I add with a sharpness in my tone, making Dr. Way sigh and close his book. "Frank, I know you have a lot of anger coming here, and I know you had to deal with something similar with therapy." He says calmly. But therapy throws me over the edge. "DONT MENTION THERAPY I CANT GO THREW THAT AGAIN!!!" I shout standing up.
Dr. Way gets up and sits me back down "MR IERO!" He snaps, "DONT CALL ME MR IERO!!" I shout back, taking my seat. "Don't make me call the orderlies in here! And may I remind you that the staff here carries tasers and I am not afraid to use mine!" The man with teal hair says sternly. "Use it on me and see if I care! I came here because I tried to die!!" I say back. My voice has calmed down but my anger has not. What I said shut Dr. Way up, he went to say something at least three times then stopped himself, he sat back down then sighed "Frank, I want to help you, but you have to stop getting angry at me, please, I only want to help."
And suddenly it hit me. He's worn out, he's tired and sad, this job must take so much out of him. "I'm sorry Dr. Way, I am bipolar." I say calmly. Dr. Way let's out a small sigh and cracks a comforting smile "It's alright Frank. Thank you for calming down, I hate having to threaten orderlies. So anyways, back to your day, what did you have to eat?" Dr. Way raises an eyebrow looking at me. Shit. "The cafeteria food..." I say quietly hoping he'll believe me. "And we have a lot of selections from the cafeteria, Frank I have to track what you eat to see if it effects your mood, what did you have?"
Fffffffuuuuuucccccckkkkk.
Just tell him. He won't care though, no one cares about you. Why don't you just jump out his window.
"Frank!" A strong voice says, bringing back to the earth around me. "Huh?!"
"Sir you drifted off and mumbled 'he won't care' are you alright?" A sounding concerned Doctor asked. "Yes I'm fine." I mumbled looking down. "Alright, what did you eat today Frank?"
I let out a sigh but don't reply. "Frank? What did you eat?"
"I didn't."
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FanfictionMild smut, trigger warning Overview: Frank is the newest patient in the mental hospital. He's in for paranoia, suicidal thoughts and actions, self harm, bipolar, and anxiety. His assigned doctor? Doctor Gerard Arthur Way