I always had a knack for trouble following after me. I always found myself attracted to the different. So when I fell into his trap, I found out that he was just like me, but worse.
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As soon as we landed I was one of the very first people to rush out. The hospital had sent someone to come and pick me up, so I didn't have to worry about finding my way.
I noticed that there was an icy chill in the air. When I got my bag I went to try and find my driver. I found a woman, dressed in casual black jeans, a formal shirt and blazer. She looked really pretty. She had my name written out on a piece of cardboard in sharpie.
I nervously walked over to her, worried that the voice would start again, I didn't want anything bad to happen. "Hey are you Babe Mathew?" She quizzed, tucking the board under her arm.
"Yes." I answered meekly. She gave me a bright smile.
"Hi, I am Doctor Gabriel Smith. I will be your therapist." She extended her hand forward, trying to give me a formal greeting. I just stood there, staring at it. I was confused as to why the doctor would pick me up. And I guess she sensed it, because she began to answer the silent question. "I thought it would get us to bond a little if I picked you up. I like to keep things friendly."
She extended her hand further, giving me an encouraging look. I didn't want to touch her. The voice could hurt her. I could hurt her.
"Just shake her hand Babe." I could practically hear the eye roll in the voice's tone. I gingerly took her hand, she squeezed lightly and gave it a little shake, but my hands had turned frail and weak over the past few weeks, so I couldn't help the whispered hiss that escaped my lips. Though I didn't think she noticed.
"So Babe, let's get going. Let me help you with your bags."
"No!"
"I-it's okay Doctor S-smith. I got it." She was quick to retract her hand, though I did catch the undertone of concern in her eyes. She were already analyzing me, just like my last therapists did. I knew that it was her job to do so, but I hated being scrutinized so blatantly.
We silently walked out of the airport, and I was glad that we didn't talk. I bit my lip nervously. The thoughts of Wes and Jess plagued my mind. I wanted to bury myself in concrete.
I had done and said terrible things to them before I left. But I didn't want to. I felt so dirty. I felt like every person walking passed could see right passed my clothes, as if I was bare right in front of them. I bit down harder on my lip, dropping my gaze. I watched Doctor Smith's feet as we walked, nearly stumbling into her.
After a few minutes we found it. It was a pretty good looking car, I didn't really know the name and make. She unlocked the door and hopped in.
I took it as my que and went to sit in the back seat, Doctor Smith frowned and gave me a playful look.
"Babe, you can sit next to me if you want. I don't bite." she chuckled.
"But I do." The voice cackled. I ignored her and focused back on the doc.
I gave the doc a polite nod and did as she asked. "You know Babe, I wonder what would happen if Jess saw Wes at the airport, in the state that you left him. He would find out what a huge slut you really are. It would be best if you left Jess. Just let him live a better life, one without you in it." I fisted my hands, feeling them tremble. The backs of my eyes began to sting as they threatened to glaze over with tears.
I hadn't a clue why the voice wanted to ruin things for me so badly, but if she tried it with Jess I wouldn't let that happen, well I would try to prevent it at the very least.
"So Babe, I read over your file. Some serious stuff has happened in the last month, hasn't it?" She questioned, glancing at me before focusing back on the road.
"You could say that." I shrugged, fiddling with the lucky charm bracelet around my wrist.
"I know you won't want to talk to me for the first few days, or weeks even. It's understandable. So I have signed you up for art therapy in the mean while. Though you will be doing it with me. London Mental Institute isn't like your everyday mental care center. Each doctor is assigned to only a few patients at a time, this is so we can give you the best treatment possible."
I nodded, liking that I wouldn't have to talk much to other people. "I will sign you in and then take you home." I gave her a confused look. "I am one of the few doctors who are taking part in a psychology study. We want to prove that the patient would have better results if put into a friendly environment."
"That's stupid. We could kill her in her sleep easily now." I froze, my throat ran dry. I wondered where in the heck that came from. "Can't you see, they are trying to change you Babe." It was ironic, that was exactly what the voice was doing.
I didn't reply or acknowledge the voice, I tried pushing her away to the back of my mind, but like always she was stronger.
"We are here." I lifted my head to see a giant white building. The air around it felt stiff, and dead. I absent mindedly found myself exiting the car, still looking at the building. The tinted windows gleamed under the dull sun. There was an air of mystery about the building, I hoped that everything would be okay.
"Let's get this over and done with. You will have to sign in so we can get your files to go." Doctor Smith started again. She was trying to start up a conversation with me, but I couldn't talk back. After what the voice said about killing her, I didn't want to be as close to her as I was. I tried walking slower, but Doctor Smith would copy my pace.
She probably thought that I was trying to run away. But I was trying to save her life. I didn't want to harm her. She seemed nice, she was also young. She had a future before her. One that wasn't tainted with pain and inner demons. I didn't want to ruin that for her.
I was led to the front desk, where I was handed a clipboard. Most of my information was already written down, I just had to check them and sign. Doctor Smith got my files and we were off. But I didn't think staying with her was such a great idea. I'd rather be locked up in a little room.
♪Author's Note♪
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Yup, I had to get us popcorn, cause shit is about to get real😈😈😈
Wazzup peeps!!!! It's your girl El♥ here. I apologize if this chapter seems a little bland, just remember that there is always a calm before the storm.
♪Questions♪
1. Do you think it is safe for her to stay with the Doctor?
2. What do you think will happen if Jess finds out about the kiss with Wes?
3. What would you like to see happen next?
Feel free to drop your answers into the comment section.
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