Emotions?

Chapter 4

You know what I don't understand? How I just met this guy, let alone know his name become so close with. Like i've expressed my feelings and have actually been nice to him.

I lift my head up and look into his brown eyes.

"So... You wanna tell me who you are? I ask "I mean as much as I admire mystery and all" I trail off.

"Fine fine. My name is Dylan but some people call me Nurse Nancy." he winks at me.

"I'm eighteen and i'm an assistant nurse here in this 'place'."

"So Dylan. Why exactly are you working here. I assume it's not to pick up some hot nurses."

"Ya,no it's actually college credit. But you were close." he laughs.

"Now what's your story?" he asks

"Me? It's kinda one of those stories in the library no body wants to check out." I explain.

"Well i'm that one person who actually will. Now talk."

"I'm Riley. I'm a suicidal,self-harming chick who gave up with the fake smiles and fake laughs, I didn't really choose to either, it's just that the people who seemed to care stopped." i explain in the simplest way.

"Riley you're a cool chick,keep it that way. Wether you want me around here or not I am. So no need for that anymore."

The conversation dragged on till lunch. I decided not to eat, I didn't have an appetite. I got my meds and waved off to Dylan who had duties to report to. I start heading to the private session.

"Come on in little lady." said the jolly bellied man with an annoying nasal voice. I can sense sarcasm building up inside me.

"I'm Dr.Dee and I'm hear to listen and help you through your fears,habits,disorder you name it. Because here we're a family. So tell me about yourself." God kill me now.

"I'm Riley" I said blandly

"Tell me about your self Riley."

"Is there a rope around here?" I ask.

"Now I sense you have issues when it comes to loving your self."

"Ohh, no not for me. For you." In which I followed with an eye roll.

"I sense some hostility. But you know what!? That's okay because some people are enemies before best friends." I slam my head on the desk. Is this 60 year old twat serious?

After sharing everything I could with him I head back to the room and Alex is there.

"Hey Riley!" Alex cheerfully greets me

"Hey" I sighed

"You sound rough maybe you should go to the activity ro-" she got interrupted by a knock on the door.

I opened it and it was Dylan.

"Hey Riley" he smiles "wanna head to activities with me?"

I see Alex eyeing me down and wiggling her eye brows.

"Sure. But first Alex-Nurse Nancy, Nurse Nancy-Alex." I grabbed Dylans wrist and ran out.

"You're never gonna believe what Dr.Dee told me" Dylan goes on

"He said one of his patients threaten to hang him." by now he's in hysterics. I stop walking and and slowly look up.

"No, was it-was it you." laughing even harder. I nodd and laugh along with him.

"You're crazy!" he says calming down.I can feel my cheeks heating up. "But you're my type of crazy."