psycho :: luke brooks

11 - Counselling

Once I arrived at work, I tried to keep my breathing steady to keep calm.

I was honestly so scared of the session that I have with Luke today, who knows was personality he's going to have today!

Angry, sad, happy, creepy, the list goes on and on. He was definitely bipolar. I entered the Institution and went to the receptionist.

"Hi Lily!" She shouted and waved frantically. "Hi Stacy" I mumbled.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Uh.. I'm just a bit nervous for my session with Luke." I admitted.

"Don't be! Daniel will be in the room or just outside the room and he has been trained how to physically deal with patients, as you have been trained how to deal with patients mentally." She calmly explained.

Wait. I thought Daniel was going to also counsel him and stuff! So he was kind of a protector of me while I care for him I guess.

"And no, he's not going to be your protector. He is also going to take him to the bathroom and to the cafeteria." She added.

Well, I was completely wrong.

"Thanks" I nodded and went to the locker room. I noticed my locker was still open and I was relieved to see that nothing was stolen but there was a piece of folded paper.

I gulped as I slowly picked it up.

Slowly opening it, I read

I will not let a single soul lay a finger on what's mine.

My heart started beating faster and faster, my head spinning and I had trouble with breathing. Oh my god.

After a while of freaking out I realised I have to get going so I quickly took off my current clothes and pulled on my hideous light pink suit. I tied my hair up in a high messy ponytail and went to the elevator.

Once the elevator door opened that same girl I saw yesterday was standing in the middle. I hesitated on entering and the guards saw and they snatched the girl and held her tightly.

I nod as to say "thank you" to the guards and I pressed the button to go to the third floor above ground floor.

As I walked the horrible reeking, dusty floors of the hallway, I decided to see what Luke was up to.

I look into his room and he was writing in a small book, probably a diary or something. I wasn't going to try to get my hands on them because I knew that he will find out and he won't like it at all.

I unlocked the cell door and entered, he shot his head up and quickly closed the book and shoved it under his pillow.

"Mornin'" he muttered while he adjusted his blankets and his pillows on his bed in a neat manner. I looked around the room and it was obvious that he had OCD even though his records didn't state any disorders.

"Why are your walls so clean?" I asked out of curiosity. "I said morning Lily" he stated as he adjusted a few things on his table. "Oh sorry, good morning Luke." I smiled.

"Thanks. I had my walls cleaned and painted over in a fresh white coat of paint." He says as he turned around from his table and he gave a little grin.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it looks more clean." He lifted his eyebrows.

"You like it when it's clean, don't you?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? Leave it for counselling!" he scoffs and taps his fingers on his desk impatiently.
"Counselling starts in 10 minutes then" I smile.

"Can I um go and clean myself? I feel so... Ugghh" he chuckled.
I lead him to the bathroom, holding his hand this time.

He smiled at my action, a genuine friendly, sweet smile. Once he got in to the bathroom, I had to stay with him at all times.

He washed his hands, and then his face and then his hair. I handed him a towel and he dried his hair. "Thank you so much. I was so filthy", He stated, making me chuckle as he's only been here for less than 24 hours.

"It's not funny!" He giggled. "Anyway, I need to ask you questions so we better head for counselling." I smile and take his hand and we arrived at my counselling room with Daniel standing outside.

"You want me in there with you guys?" He whispers to me. I shake my head and lead Luke into the room, he took a seat in front of me. "So tell me about your family." I folded my hands on the table.

"My dad left us whe-" "Us?" I interrupted him, trying to make him bring up Jai.
"My siblings now let me fucking finish!" He scoffed. "My dad left us when we were little, leaving my mum caring for us and she had to have two jobs to keep us going and still some nights we slept without a full stomach." He muttered.

"So, your siblings, tell me about them."
"I have two brothers." Two? I don't know about this second one. "Okay, their age?"

"One is 21 and one i-i-is ni-ninet-teen." He stuttered his own age. "Nineteen?"

"Uh y-yeah, I h-have a t-twin." He started to shake a bit and his eyes got red. "Names?"

"Beau and J-jai."

"Who is who?"

"21 year old is Beau, he's an ass. A momma's boy, always gets away with everything, I killed his girlfriend." He smirked. I was shocked.

His smirk dropped as he started his next sentence. "19 year o-old is J-jai, the person I l-love the m-most in the world." A tear rolled down his cheek and he wiped it away and sniffed.

I could swear my heart sank. "I-I miss hi-him so m-m-much" he sobbed into his hands. He shouted as he kicked under the desk. Daniel barged in and grabbed Luke and took him to his cell.

I walked down the hallway and stopped at his cell. "Jai!" Luke sobbed into his hands.
"I'm sorry." He sobbed.

I continued walking down the hall and a tear rolled down my cheek. I hated this.
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Shame Luke.