Wishful Thinking

Day 4

[Pov]

Dr. Gordon

7:12am

Security badge please '' oh hear you go'' I said rushing to pull out my badge i was late for my session '' Morning Dr. Gordon'' Kevin the main guard said finally letting me through the gate that's one thing i will not miss after this month is the security advancement takes you fifteen minutes to get inside. ''Good-morning Dr. Gordon'' the older women Ashley at the front desk told me ''Oh Morning'' i said double clicking the up button on the elevetor ''I see your in a rush should i send someone to your office and bring coffee'' she said '' Yes that would be nice make it brown please'' typing in the code that will send me to level 24 that not everyone in this buliding knew even existed..

Finally exiting off the elevetor i walk down the hall getting nothing but, looks from every nurse or guard walking pass ''ok that's awkward'' quietly mumbling i look down at my watch seeing it's 7:23 making me click away in my heels since my session with Devin was going to begin in seven minutes, I get to my door seeing it's unlocked I began walking in sliently thankful i had five minutes to get myself together.

- 37 Minutes Later

7:50 i look down at my watch again seeing our session was about to be over in ten minutes i was confused where was Devin? curious i got up and decided to look around for him as i'm walking down something in my gut told me something went wrong last night beacause, no one was in site everything was just quite and that never's happens on this level.

Stopping by Devin's room with still no luck in finding him, I began to pull out my phone about to get entail about his where abouts till i walk pass a double cream door with Do Not Enter on it but, i couldn't help wonder where the music was coming from.

I grab the sliver handles and push the heavy doors open seeing Devin with no shirt on and a paint brush in his hand as he glided it across the wall making what look to be a self protrait of himself, suddenly the heavy door slammed shut loudly making him jump and mess up his painting by accident making the red paint slash across his entire face portrait.

''I'm s-so sorry Mr. Proctor i didn't mean to startle you, just was curious where the music was coming from'' stuttering slightly, watching his back muscle flex together as his hand reaches down to turn off the music he slowly turning around looking at me with a calm expression-''Morning Dr. Gordon'' he said bluntly as my eyes traced all the tattoos that covered his body I couldn't help but noticed one in particular on his right ribs ''Positive Equals Growth, Knowledge Provided But, Only Too Those Who Needs To Know'' I read aloud.

'' It means no matter what stay positive because that equals growth and knowledge of any such can be provided but, only to those who needs to know because they would be the only ones who understand their purpose.'' he said very confident as he picked up a blue paint brush making the same slash across his face portrait making a red and blue X.'' Well that's deep, so what's your purpose'' as I began typing my report on my phone. ''I haven't been provided with that knowledge yet, when I do I always tend to forget it.''

''Do you like art Dr. Gordon?'' he asked '' Not really my thing but, I think art can be very inspirational , Uniquely beautiful an the artist own way or form. ''Can I paint you Dr. Gordon?'' he asked so innocently ''Y-you wanna paint me?'' I said biting my lip nervously.. he paused ''Take your shirt and bottoms off you can leave your underwear on just stand by the window.'' with a deep low voice ''B-but,'' he cut me off ''Now Dr. Gordon'' he said with a warning voice '' Ok i'll let you paint me if you let me asks any questions I want'' he thought for a moment...''Fine, Only two question though'' he said sounding defeated.

''Ok'' but now the hard part was getting half naked in front of my patient which makes nothing about this is professional, then I remember getting at least two off the chart answers from him could really save me and Dr. Jackson's asses in the next meeting with the chief of the white house I'll just have too leave out this part an my report.

Slowly I started sliding out my heels slightly jumping at how cold the floor was then, began unbuttoning my flora blouse sliding it down my shoulder's while unzipping the back of my skirt, today I wore pink lace bra and lace thong but, oh well if I keep telling myself i'm doing this all for good reason I start to feel a little comfortable. I walking to the window seeing Devin grab all the equipment he needed to paint me.

[Pov]

        Devin

Thinking to myself I still can't believe she's agreeing to letting me paint her, on the inside I was thrilled but I couldn't show her so I kept my composure. I heard her clothes dropping  anxious to the ground and when I turned around I grab my supplies and turn around to see Dr. Gordon looking her up and down she had on lace an I ache to rip it off her I felt myself bitting my lip.

Trying to keep composure I told her to stand in front of a plush white chair walking past me I gauged at her body it was almost perfect.. curves in all the right places a slim waist line and tight structure. Mr. Proctor are you ready ? She caught me starring "huh what" she laughed and asked how to position herself.

I used this as my chance to approach an touch her I walked up to her and placed my arms on her shoulders .. laying her on the couch I slid my hand down to her leg and lay it across the other diagonal .. bringing my hand back we locked eyes.. I couldn't help but feel her eyes were familiar to me .. I found tranquil in them .. I felt .. safe around her.

After what felt like forever was naturally only a couple minutes until she licked her lips and looked away. I stared for a couple seconds longer until dropping my head and going back to my brush. ''R-ready Dr?'' I struggled to say.  ''Yes'' she replied confident.. I look up at her and slightly smiled an began painting..

[Pov]

Ashad Jones

Journal entry 10/23/16

Staring at the sky where there's no limit but, here there is makes me feel trapped , trapped inside my own mind because I feel like I'm seeing something that doesn't exists but feels so real. Who are the people I'm hearing... They don't sound familiar... Why are they coming to me... Who am I supposed to remember...It's frustrating and overwhelming yesterday's flashback is all I can remember... when I came back to I had tears running down my cheek none of it made sense to me. 

I began to drift off as I was writing I hadn't slept in three days I might as well close my eyes ... 

?? ''daddy daddy wake up'' 

?? ''come on sweetie give daddy five minutes''

I open my eyes to a beautiful little girl jumping an yelling "daddy get up " I sit up and she pulls me out of bed the women above her began laughing I don't know what this is?.. I don't know who they are? but, somehow I feel.. completed as I'm letting the little girl pull me down the stairs and into the kitchen she showed me a school flyer before I could make out what it said the woman snatched it from her. ''Aaliyah'' said the woman with a fake smile I told you I would come to your school and speak honey but, ''I want d-daddy'' she sobbed ''Aaliyah sweetie daddy has business to take care baby as soon as I get home i'll pick you up from school we can  go out for ice cream just me you and mommy''.

The words just slipped from my mouth she jumped on me the woman who's face I still couldn't make out laughed kissed me on my cheek and grabbed Aaliyah off of me. ''Come on liyah baby it's time to go'' she said I bend down to get one last hug out of my daughter before she leaves for school she jumped to me and pushed me back a little giving me a kiss on the cheek and said " I love you " one .. last.. time.. 

I immediately jump up and began to say the name Aaliyah over and over again while crying Aaliyah my daughter I had a daughter and her name was Aaliyah. B-but who was the women taking her to school. The last hug I gave Aaliyah before she went to school. Why couldn't I take her?? What's wrong with me?? I punch the wall over and over and over until guards come in to restrain me.

They stick a large needle into my neck with something that makes me still.. I'm not sleep but I'm not awake.. I can't feel..  but I can see... they left me there just like that... but, all I could think of was Aaliyah.....