Chapter 1: Confession Session

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Haley's POV

Love.
A long forgotten emotion that I was forced to forget in order to survive. Having an emotion that powerful can sustain you, give you the push that you need in order to hold on but it can also bring you endless pain. Unfortunately in my case, it is the second option. I spend everyday drowning in the pain that have consumed me. The flickers of images that cross my mind makes me sad, seeing how he has the ability to weaken me, something I have not felt growing up. The pain is so much that it becomes unbearable at times. I have one choice and perhaps I will come to regret it, but right now a happy future seems like a mere distant illusion that I will never be able to see nor experience. I have one choice and the only way I can relieve myself of the pain is to forgive him... but I just can't.

My eyes are fixed at the man sitting in front of me, it has been for the last ten minutes. However he prefers me referring to him as Doctor Hollins instead of that man, but oh well. He has short grey hair and a grey beard that connects with his well groomed mustache. His icy blue eyes pierce the depths of me. The coldness in it reminds me of one man who was dear to me. A smile creeps on my face just saying his name in my head, but I immediately think of something else till the thoughts of him disappears. The way Doctor Hollins's gaze is solely focused on me could make a girl feel special, but then again I'm not just any girl.

"Haley?" He says, breaking the peaceful silence.

"That is my name." The sarcasm drips down every single word.

"Are you going to be difficult today?"

I fake gasp, pretending to be shocked by what he insinuates. "Am I then always difficult?"

He shakes his head in disappointment. Doctor Hollins rubs his temples, letting out a sigh. "Haley" He breaths.

A sliver of guilt slips through the cracks, making me feel slightly bad. I lean back on the couch, kicking my feet onto the coffee table till I'm comfortable. I watch as he grumbles and I offer him an apologetic smile. "Doctor Hollins what's wrong? You seem to be in a bit of a mood today."

"Oh you know, just the occasional difficulty in doing my job if you won't open up and let me help you."

I tilt my head to the side, smiling. "You know, my fa--someone once said, never trust anyone who offers you help." Then I add, "especially those that force their help upon you." His eyes widen when my smile fades and seems to be shocked by my words. He soon recovers, clearing his throat and shifting in his seat.

"You think your father is wise to say such a thing?" Doctor Hollins asks, examining my facial expression when I narrow my eyes at him, surprised that he knew it was my father I was referring to.

I'm sure the only thing he sees is disgust and the least bit hostility plastered on my face at the sound of father. "My father..." I test saying the word. "My father is anything but wise. He gives good advice, but never implements it in his life which was foolish of him."

"A lot of your family and friends say that you're a lot like him." He says scanning through the pages on his lap.

"I'm like him?" I can't help but laugh at the ridiculous comparison. "He is a cruel man that seeks pleasure in people's downfall." I scoff looking down to the ground. Realisation hits me and I furrow my brows at doctor Hollins. "Shouldn't you be lecturing me on why I'm here and the decisions I've made is intolerable?"

Doctor Hollins carefully analyses me with a glowering look. I try not to think much of anything when he writes in his notepad. He then leans slightly back into his chair and puts the notepad on his lap. "Haley, I think you're smart enough to know that you shouldn't do it."

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