Would You Do It For Me? // G.D

♡ Chapter 2 ♡

Another day, another boring ass journey to the therapist's. Tyler had just dropped me off outside the door of the forbidden building and waved goodbye.

As I walked in the doors I saw the same woman at the desk... better get this over with. "Hi, I'm Eden Bailey. I've got an appointment booked in for today?" She looked at me blankly and scrolled along the screen until she found the letter E. "Room 4D" Huh?
"Sorry I think you got it wrong I normally go to room 1B every week." She gave me a dirty look and stared at the screen, "No sweetheart, definitely room 4D."
"Oh ok, thankyou?"

I walked to the elevator I was very unfamiliar with and clicked level 4. My anxiety was racing, maybe I'm still with my old therapist but they have just changed rooms? Uh I dont know but meeting new people always freaks me out. Especially when it's someone you have to tell your whole life story to.

I go to the hallway on the top floor, it is a hell of a lot nicer on this floor, it's like I've stepped into a completely different building. I could get used to this. I look at the brass numbers and letters on the top of the doors, 4B... 4C... here we are, 4D.

I politely knock on the dark, wooden door and am welcomed with a friendly "come in" by what I can only assume was a male due to the low tone. I open the door and am met with..... Holy fuck. This man has to be the most attractive man I have ever laid my eyes upon. "Hi, can I help you, Miss?" Even his voice is like honey.
"Uhm- hi, I've been sent to this room for my appointment? It was probably wrong, sorry to bother you I'll ---" I was interrupted from my rambling "Eden? Eden Bailey?" Holy shit. I dont know if I'll be able to cope if he says my name like that again. "Umm yeah, it is actually."
"Oh well, hi! Nice to meet you Eden, I'm Mr. Dolan but you can call me Grayson if you would like." Grayson. Wow I never knew how much I loved that name until now.

Although I was happy that this angel (or god himself) was my new therapist I still wanted to know why on earth I was now with him and not my old therapist. As if he could read my mind he started talking, "you're probably confused as to why you're talking to me and not Mrs. Smith, well if you would just sit down for me I'll inform you." I nodded my head and went to go and sit down on the black leather sofa.

As I go to sit down I only just notice Mr. Dolans office. It's an upgrade that's for sure. The back wall covered in a ceiling to floor window looking out onto the busy city. The sofa positioned right in front of Mr. Dolans desk and a floor to ceiling bookcase opposite to the window.

I sat down on the big sofa and tried to look as presentable as I could for Mr. Dolan. "Um" holy shit this mans voice makes me drip, oh shit, Eden stop you have a boyfriend, "So, you have been going to these sessions for... 2 years now?"
"Mhm,"
"Well, for these two years we have been keeping track of your results and brain scans and so on. We have suspicions that you might have something more... what's the word?... complex, than you might think. Would it be okay if I asked you some questions that are different or could possibly be quiet personal?" You could ask me anything if you keep looking at me like that Daddy Dolan. "Eden?" Shit have I been staring?
"Umm, ye- yeah sure. That's fine with me!" More than fine with me...