Torture [h.s]

The Psychiatrist

July 2012

"Harry you know that this is the twentieth time you tried to escape the facility?" Dr.Phil asked Harry angrily. Harry's immature teenage behaviour was getting on his nerves.

"Oh really! I didn't know that!" Came a sarcastic reply from Harry who was spinning round and round on his chair.

" You good for nothing brat. All I'm trying to do is help you and you act rude and then egg my house!" This was the last straw for him. He had dedicated his whole year for treating this dweeb and this is what he gets... Harry is and will remain a hopless case FOREVER! he thought to himself.

" Well Harry I quit being your doctor! "

" Okay. Adios! Motherf*cker!" Harry said grinning from ear to ear. Finally that idiot aka Dr.Phil was leaving him. This calls for a partaayy!!!

" You good for nothing brat! No womder that girl ran away from you!" Phil smirked when he saw Harry's expression harden, talking about his mystery girl was always a Debby downer for him.

Harry got up from his seat and made his way towards the door. He went back to his room not before saying something that made the doctor pale and sweat uncontrollably.

"I bet how many litres of blood could come out from Izabelle's body."

The doctor knew Harry was a serial killer with a deranged mind and he could kill his wife....my poor wife.