Chapter One of Torture Me.

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  I sighed deeply at the lousy tip left on the table. No matter how wide I smiled, the party of college girls only left me with a bitter tip. 

After work, I made it to the bus stop and made my way to Europa - Haywire Mental Facilities. There I sighed in and waited.

"Miss Love?" a women called from the other side of the desk.

"I'm present."

"Dr. Jackie no longer works here. She transferred."

"I can't reschedule I took time off of work to get here."

The women exhaled looking at me, "have a seat," she snapped. "Dr. Rheit will be with you in just a moment."

I turn my heels and sat down patiently. Time passed as my name was called. It sounded familiar.

I look up to meet familiar green eyes. It was Alyce Hearth, a women who bullied me back in high school.

Once I was so weak upon her and today I stand trying to be strong but still weak.

I walk up to the lady at the desk and ask for another provider.

"Korain?"

"There's none for today."

"Find me one right this instance or I'll leave this damn facility."

"Go ahead."

"Give me your first and last name first."

The women looked at me with a gaped mouth.

"Let me see if Miss Rochelle left."

I nod taking a seat.

I ignore Alyce staring at the white wall.

"Do you remember me from high school?"

I looked straight into her eyes and demanded her to fuck off.

"Is she bothering you Dr. Rheit?"

"No Yera, she's fine."

"She is bothering me," I tell the attendant who just sits there and rolls her eyes at me.

"Please, just hear me out. I was a dumb seventeen year old girl back then. I'm wiser now and I'm deeply sorry for everything I put you through. Everyday I spent a moment wishing I hadn't did the things I did to you and your friends."

"You could sit there and laugh all you want."

Dr. Rochelle came out and greeted me.

I get up walking toward her door.

"Miss Love," she greeted. "Dr. Rheit would you like to join us?"

"I would."

"I'm not having her as my damn doctor!"

"Sweetie, she's the only knew doctor here. Your doctor and I have been transferred."

"Then I'll transfer too."

"Miss Love, we both know that you don't have the money."

I look at the older women with pure hatred.

"You have to give me a chance Korain."

I sigh as tears sting my eyes and I look to Dr. Rochelle.

"Alyce," called the lady at the front, "your husband Declan called."

Declan. Declan Rheit. A boy that I had liked in high school. 

"Excuse me," Alyce spoke walking to her office.

"You know what I can't afford to leave but I can't live to stay," I tell doctor Rochelle before exiting the facility.

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