Cannabis

Chapter 2

"You wanted to see me, Abner?", Dr. Windscuttle enquired.

"Yes. To be specific, I wanted to discuss about the patient in cell number 23", Zac clarified.

"So what experience did you gather regarding him?"

"The experience that I gathered regarding him is that he is taking cannabis not because he's fond of it, but to forget his 'depression'. I mean, there must be some solid reason why he took up drugs."

"What're you actually trying to infer?"

"I'm saying that he must've experienced negligence or something that a child shouldn't in his childhood. Can you please tell me, from which age is he taking drugs?"

"From 14, maybe?"

"Then something must've happened when he was 14...."

Dr. Windscuttle smiled,"Kid, aren't you overdoing it? You don't need to ponder your head off regarding this matter. The senior doctors are keeping him in close supervision and strict control. He'll never go haywire in presence of us."

"But, he's not happy here....I could make it out from his eyes,"
Zac frowned.

"Don't worry much about Erose Miller. It was his decision to take drugs, now its his problem. We're only treating him, because we're getting paid by his family," Dr. Windscuttle said curtly before walking away.

Zac didn't quite like the attitude of the senior towards Erose. It was as if his suggestions were ignored since he was comparatively younger than the other doctors. The doctors were acting too professional, which irked the young doctor a lot.

He took up in his hands to improve the situation of the lonely inmate of cell number 23. He thought, it would be his first and foremost duty as a psychiatrist. But for this, he needed help.....

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Location : Sunshine Cafeteria

One of the most bustling places of the city is the Sunshine Cafeteria. People of all relations and ages, be it a couple, be it a group of old friends or be it some intellectual people gathering together to discuss constructive ideas, this café was the ideal meeting place.

Occupying a table, there sat two girls across each other, chatting with each other to their heart's content.

"What happened after that, Sarah?", the girl with a wheatish complexion inquired, curiosity evident in her tone.

"What do you expect me to do then? I scurried away in fear!"
And laughter was heard among the friends.

"Hey Abby, wanna ask you one thing."

"What?"

"Is it true that you broke up with Tyler?"

"....yes."

"Why? I shipped the two of you a lot! You two were the hottest couple in my knowing."

"I broke up with him, because, he was fake...."

"Eh?! Fake?"

"Yeah....he faked his love for me. He was already in a long term relationship with Demetria. I discovered that last week."

"That's so uncalled for. I never knew Tyler was like this."

"Neither did I."

"So, what are your plans now?"

"I'm just fed up of dealing with such materialistic minds. Never have I received anything genuine, be it love, relations or care."

"Have patience, you never know who your Prince Charming is..."

Abigail, most commonly Abby, looked at the latte in front of her, as if in a trance. Then suddenly her eyes widened, as if waking up from the trance.

"Hey!", Abigail shouted excitedly at Sarah.

"Whoa whoa what happened now?!" Sarah acted as if scared.

"Aren't you working as a nurse in Well Being Rehabilitation Center?"

"Yeah?"

"Please let me visit there and interview at least five inmates! Please!"

"What came upon you so suddenly? Why do you want to do this?"

"I just remembered that Mrs. Hawthorne gave us a holiday assignment! Holy Jesus, its only four days to go!"

"Okay okay I'll talk with Dr. Windscuttle about this. Happy?"

"Please do. If I don't complete my assignment then Mrs. Hawthorne will roast me in front of the class!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you down."

"Okay then, I'll see you tomorrow at the rehab then. Bye!" She took her wallet and hurried to home as it was getting late. Sarah waved to her bestie.

What incident awaits Abigail in the rehab?

To be continued....