therapy l.h.

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"So, it says that your name's Felecity."

"Correct."

"And why are you here Felecity?" my therapist asks.

"Because my mother said so," She says, a bit exasperated.

"Felecity, we won't get anywhere today if you play dumb," he says.

"I'm here because...I hear voices," Felicity admits.

He scribbles something on his notepad. "What voices do you hear, Felicity?"

"What's your name?" She asks, changing the topic, a bad habit she can't seem to stop.

"My name's Luke," he smiles.

"Why do you look so young?" Felicity crosses her arms, leaning back in his brown chair.

"I graduated college at 18. I've been a therapist for a year," Luke rushes out. "But answer the question."

"What was it again?" Felicity asks, honestly confused.

Stupid. Listen better next time.

"What voices do you hear?" Luke repeats a bit slower.

"I...don't know. The voices don't have a familiar sound," Felicity looks at the ground and then up at my therapist.

"What do they say?" he asks.

"It depends. Sometimes if I do something stupid, they'll scold me and insult me. And then other times. They'll tell me that I'm crazy, or that no one's seen my crazy yet," She answers.

"What do you do after they say that no one has seen your crazy yet?" Once again, he scribbles notes on his notepad.

"What are you writing?"

"Felicity! Stop dodging my questions!" Luke yells.

She flinches, and the voices come back.

See what you did? Now you've made him angry, bitch. You can never do anything right, can you?

"Leave me alone!" the girl yells, pounding her fists on her head.

"Felicity! Felicity, stop! Please!" Luke looks a bit startled as he pries her hands away from my head.

Felicity trembles, panting as she calms down.

"Our session is almost over now. Felicity, can you please answer my question?" he asks.

"Please don't be mad," She begs. "What was the question, again?"

"What do you do after the voices say that no one's seen your crazy yet?" Luke repeats.

"I give in. I lash out a lot."

"Have you ever murdered anyone?"

"I'm sorry, Sir, but time's up," Felicity shrugs, getting up.

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{this is probably gonna be a short story, with short chapters. it won't be as long as my other ones}

-S