LET ME

CHAPTER 1

"The worst things in life come free to us" - Ed Sheeran

Lovely - Billie Eillish ft. Khaled

"Good morning, Alana" Dr Sabrina enters with a cheerful smile. Dr Sabrina is without a doubt the most beautiful doctor I've ever seen. She is the living definition of beauty with brains. She is twenty-seven years old and is married.

Zone In

26th September 2017
4:45 pm

"Alana Heathmen" Doctor reads my name from the form and then looks at me. My doctor or should I say my psychologist is sitting right in front me. She is really beautiful. Her brown hair is tied into a ponytail and her make up is just perfect. Not too much, not too less. Just perfect.

"You're pretty. Just like your name" she  compliments me but I'm in no mood for any compliments. Also, what if she is lying? Psychologist, in order to make their patients happy tend to lie or maybe say half truth, half lie. Because my name really is beautiful. My mother decided that name for me and that is why I like it.

"I'm Dr Sabrina Salvador. You can call me Sabrina" she informs me. She keeps the file with my name written on it aside and focuses her attention on me.

"Okay. Listen, Alana" her eyebrows rise and that action does not give me a good feeling. "I'll ask you a series of questions. You have to answer them whenever...you are ready. If not answered today, the same question will be asked again sometime in near future. Please co operate" she finishes and I take in a deep breath.

I was not comfortable answering any sort of question. What I actually wanted was someone who would sit beside me, hold my hand and just stay there like that for a while in silence. Without asking or even talking. Just sitting there in silence.

People don't understand the importance of silence. All they care about is 'let's talk it out' 'we need to talk' when really what they need is a little peace of mind to think and act. When you don't think and act that's when you do the wrong thing and it may feel right at that moment but once you get past that moment and rethink about your deed, that is when you know that you actually fucked up. Then you actually feel embarrassed to talk about it and that's it. That's how a relationship is done with.

I'm not against having things solved with talking but before we talk it out. Shouldn't we actually wait and think for ourselves that where actually we made a mistake. Isn't that we do for everything in life but relationships.

"When did you start getting nightmares" Dr Sabrina's melodious voice pulls me out of my train of thoughts.

"It's been six months but recently I'm having them frequently" I answered
"And is it affecting your personal life in any way" I furrow my eyebrow in confusion. "I mean your studies or anything with your sister or your friends or boyfriend?"

"I can put my life on line for my sister and friends and I don't have a boyfriend" I pull a strand of my hair behind my ear "and to answer your question, it is affecting my studies. I cannot concentrate. I'm not getting enough sleep and because of that I get sleepy during my classes" I tell her and she nods and writes something down on a notepad.

"What are there in your nightmares usually? What do you see? Is it something that you're afraid of?" She questions.

"How will it help me?" I ask her
"I'll interpret your dreams" maybe she read my confused expression because she continues "every dream says something about your situation" she doesn't say much.