Rehab [M.YG]

Chapter 1

"Patient #134340," a monotonous voice called out as a deep sigh left my busted lips. There wasn't the slightest hint of humour which made my stomach flip as situations like these made me uncomfortable. Slowly, I stood up and made my way over towards the metallic table which was firmly rooted onto the ground along with 'my' chair. It was plain, not a single engraving was on the iron structure as I planted my butt on the seat.

Here we go again...

Suddenly, the door to this cage slammed open as broad figure walked in. His steps loud and demanding as he strutted over towards me. I started fidget nervously on my seat and averted my attention anywhere else but him. 

"Lee Rihna," a chilling voice growled out as I looked up to meet his eyes.

"Father," I replied in boredom trying my best to act as if his presence didn't affect me at all. The tension within the room enclosed all around me almost making me feel slightly claustrophobic. I held onto the uncomfortable chair to ground myself whilst trying my best to look completely unaffected by all of this.

"Trouble, trouble, trouble. You always end up misbehaving and ending up in trouble. How dare you! Don't you care about this family's reputation? Don't you care about the legacies that your ancestors left to us?No? DON'T YOU CARE ABOUT THE ONE YOUR MOTHER DIED FOR?" He roared as he slammed a file onto the table.

I held my breath. My heart roared against my chest as I stared wide eyed at the contents of the file.

Well...my file...

NAME: Lee Rihna

AGE: 16

Diagnosis:

- Anger Management

- Bi-Polar Disorder

- ADHD

- Depression

- ??? (Unauthorised, Diagnosis not stated.)

I stared at my file blankly.

"Why are my showing me this?" My breath hitched as I looked up at him.

"I've had enough of your disobedience and recklessness. The court and I have decided to make this decision. They'll be the ones who'll be financially supporting you with this otherwise, I would've just left you here. Feel thankful," My 'father' grumbled as I looked up at him in despair.

"Wha-What?" I stammered as he snatched the files back from my hands and glared at me coldly.

"I'm sending you to rehab."

The doors to this room busted open as armed men circled around me. I screamed and jumped back however, they grabbed onto me and started to drag me towards the door.

"N-NO! LET ME GO! I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FVCKING CASTRATE YOU IF YOU DON'T. Damn you father, DAMN YOU!"

And before I knew it, I was dragged away whilst screaming for release.

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