Love Ridden

Chapter 14

  The melodic sound of the music resonated from your earphones as you walked the nippy streets of downtown Gotham. You pulled your black trench coat closer to your body as the song came to an end. The next song began to play, " You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away, You tell me to come over, there's some games you want to play"

  Wind blew through the tall buildings of Gotham, howling softly and making the streets colder than the seemed. It was Halloween day, though it was a few hours before children would start knocking on doors dressed as ghouls and goblins.

  Spotting your destination, you picked up speed to get out of the cold. "We're just playing hide and seek. It's getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you. I don't want to play no games.I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you." you hummed along to the song as you opened the glass doors to the building. You walked to the elevator and pressed the button to the desired floor.

  The elevator doors opened and you stepped out of them, going the usual right and walking to the receptionist desk.

  "I don't give a fuck about you anyways.Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you? You never share your toys or communicate.I guess I'm just a play date to you"

  You shrugged off your coat and took a seat in one of the beige waiting area chairs. The music still playing softly in your ears.

  "Don't want to leave this play date with you..." Your phone paused, and the next song started. "Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away, I've got to Get away. From the pain that you drive into the heart of me. The love we share."You stared at seemingly nothing, lost in your thoughts. "Seems to go nowhere and I've lost my light. For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night" You jumped as the receptionist placed a hand on your shoulder. You pulled out your earphone, looking up at her curiously.

  "Sorry to scare you, Dr. Barks is ready to see you."

  You nodded to the woman and got up from your seat, folding your coat over your arm. You walked down the long white hallway and found Dr. Barks' door, opening it to see that she was already waiting for you.

  Pleasant smile painted on her face, she welcomed you. "Please have a seat."

  You sat down on the beige sofa, laying your coat beside you. You wrapped your earphones around your iPod and put it in your pocket.

  "So," Dr. Barks smiled, "How are you today?"

  "Fine." You whispered, managing a polite smile.

  "No thoughts about you-know-who?" The old woman asked, and you paused. "Patient confidentiality, remember? You can tell me the truth."

  "At night," You acquiesced, "When I'm alone. I.."

  "This boy killed your father..." Your therapist frowned, "Do you feel guilty of thinking of him so fondly?"

  "I used to," You bit your lip, "But they're both gone now. And you helped me to see that it wasn't my fault... His actions are his own."

  Dr. Barksdale raised an eyebrow, "Continue..."

  You swallowed thickly, "I shouldn't have continued seeing," You paused, "...him, but I did, and that is my fault entirely. But I did not murder those people."

    Dr. Barksdale smiled brightly, "Good, good. Now..."

  Your therapy section continued like this, you pretending to be disgusted by Jerome, and your therapist praising you. The only reason you were at therapy is because your mother made you go after she found you curled in a ball screaming Jerome's name. Which made you have to explain to her your involvement with him.