Addicted【Zenix X Reader】[ Completed ]

[ Chapter 24 ]

*play song*

Y/n's pov.  

" Leave me alone " I said as Dr. Lucan enters the room.

" I can't do that " he said.

" I'll scream " I said.

" You do know your in a hospital "

" And I will be discharge in three hours so please leave me alone or I will scream " I said.

" You do know your being childish "

" I don't care and I scream when I don't want company " I said.

" So when can I talk to you before you get discharged? " He asked.

" Never " I said.

He sighs and step forward, I raise my head in warning and he looks at me as he stands there.

He shut the door and I close my eyes and scream until I heard the door slam shut and I stop looking to see him no longer inside.

I pick up my phone and the door open again I look up to see Dr. Mandrell, I was about to scream again but she shut the door before I could.

" Leave me alone! " I shout.

" Would you please let us talk? " I hear Dr. Mandrell asked.

" Fine, only if the shrink stays outside " I said.

She opens the door and enter as I see Dr. Lucan standing there. She shut the door and approach.

" Listen Y/n, we need you to have this therapy session " she said.

" Why? " I asked.

" When you were out of your coma, you were supposed to have your therapy session because people with traumatic brain injury usually has five years left to live " she said.

" What are you saying? " I asked.

" You weren't given the proper medicine treatment that you needed when you were in prison and now we have the opportunity to help you " she said.

" So?, It doesn't matter, your too late, I'm going to die next year anyways right? " I asked.

" There is still chance for you to take this treatment, your not stable " she said.

" I'm crazy? " I asked.

" No, I'm not saying that, you see only five percent of people can survive a bullet to the head and here percent left to live, you actually lived longer than we expected " she said.

" So what does that make me? " I asked.

" Your brain functions differently, the way you live, your emotions are mixed " she said.

" So I'm bipolar? " I asked.

" Your twisting my word here "

" Then get to the point "

" Your a good candidate for this therapy, " she said.

I furrow my eyebrows.

" You don't control your emotions, your emotions control you "

" That doesn't make sense " I said.

" That is what's intriguing to us and Dr. Lucan want to tey this therapy, have you noticed how you've changed from an hour ago? " She asked.

" No " I shake my hand.

" An hour ago when your friend visited you were happy and when they left you immediately went numb " she said.