The Man in the Psych Ward

5. Riley Miller

Aria

I decided to see Riley Miller next. I figured that he would be my easiest patient. Only because of his disorder and his personality. I've learnt a lot about him from the other therapist notes. From the notes I've learnt that he has an easy going personality and that he's not an angry person. His disorder didn't leave him angry it left him depressed. Which is common for people who have a Nightmare disorder.

I called a nurse a few minutes ago to escort him to my office. So he should be here in a few minutes. I grabbed my notes and a pen of my desk. Then sat up and walked to the chair I sat in with Holly. Just as I sat down there was a knock on the door.

"Yes, come in" I said to the nurse and Riley Miller. My voice loud enough to hear and understand.

Riley and the nurse enter my office. The nurse sat Riley in the chair across from me and then turned to leave but not before flashing me a smile. I smiled back and then looked at Riley.

He had his head down but when he sensed me looking at him he looked up and gave me a nervous smile.

"Hey Riley. I'm Ms. Cross your new therapist. I'm sure you've heard from Holly why I'm here. Right?" I asked him trying to get him to relax and be comfortable. But from his reply I can tell I didn't do a good job at that.

"Y-Y-Yes. Holly t-told us when she g-got back," Riley stuttered out. Not even looking at me when he said it.

"Riley" I called to get his attention. Which made him look up for a quick second but then he reverted his eyes away again.

"There's no reason to be nervous in here it's just me and you. I'm not going to push you to answer any of my questions. This is our first meeting so I'm not even going to ask any. Ok." I told him with a small smile.

"Ok" he said looking up at me with a smile. One of his hands moved toward his face to brush a piece of hair out of the way.

"See that's not so hard. So how are you feeling Riley? Have you had any Nightmare lately? I know Kevin the other therapist wanted to switch your medicine. How do you feel about that," I asked him with a frown on my face.

"I had one l-last night. To be honest it wasn't the worst one I've ever had. I do think it's time to switch medicines because this one isn't working." He said glancing up at me every couple of words.

"Alright I'll see what I can do about that. Have you been getting enough sleep lately?" I said him mainly because I was worried about him.

"I've b-been sleeping fine", he said while he played with his fingers looking anywhere other than at me. I could tell that was a lie by the way he looked. He had bags over his eyes and his face looked really pale.

"Ok well I'm going to be here for a while so if you need me ask a nurse and I'll be there. We're done for today unless there's anything else you would like to had", I asked him while making direct eye contact.

"No. I'm good." He said looking down at his lap.

I got up from my chair and moved to my desk. I grabbed the phone and called a nurse to let them know they could come pick Riley up. The same guy nurse that dropped Riley off came to escort him back to his room.

"Riley" I said before they left the room. "I may come by your room later and check up on you if that's ok?" I asked him.

He nodded his head at me to let me know that it was ok with him. I gave the nurse a nod of my own to let him know I was finished. They both then disappeared from my office. I only had a few minutes until other one of my patients would come in Charlie Edwards. I was not looking forward to seeing him to be honest. My meeting with him should be short though. I'm really looking forward to having my meeting with my mate. It's every iterating knowing exactly where he is in the building and not being able to be with him.

The only reason I'm not looking forward to meeting Charlie is because I've treated another person with the same disorder. Narcissistic personality disorder is every hard to treat. I had a hard time with the other patient and I know I'll have the same trouble with Charlie. I can see why Kevin wasn't able to treat him at all. Usually someone with this disorder does not like authority figures. I'm not saying that Kevin isn't a good therapist all I'm saying is that someone with my skill would need to treat Charlie.

I look at the clock hanging on the wall. It read 3:00 pm. I had about three hours before I need to check on Riley. Hopefully I can get done with Charlie and my other patient in about 45 minutes then I can have an hour and a half with my mate.

Just as I was thinking about my patients I heard a knock on the door. I sat up from my desk and walked to the door to open it.

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