Syn#1:Heaven is a Syn away MxM (Staten Krown)

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"I like him, Doc, he's something else "

"It's the same thing you said about his brother? Syn, don't you
remember?"

"Yeah, but this is different."

Doctor Lopez was sitting in her usual seat by the window. She was
just as beautiful as ever and I was just as relaxed as ever. I lay sat up
on the futon and turned towards her. She was the only one that I could
stare at that wasn't intimidated when I had clear eye contact with her.

It was a week after the incident with T-Boy and I.

It had been a week since Sampson had basically begged me to stay. I
did stay in the house. After a week, I still regretted making that
decision. Things had just been crazy in the house. T-Boy had gone out of
his way to avoid me and Sampson had gone out of his way to make me feel
comfortable. After a day or two, I just found myself coming to the house
less and less. Sampson called my cell phone a couple of times, but I never
picked up. I didn't want to be a burden to him. It was the end of the week
and I was really thinking about whether or not I should stay in the house
with all the tension with T-Boy and myself.

When I felt this way, I would always turn to my psychiatrist, Dr.
Lopez.

"How is he different?"

"Well I dunno. He just takes care of me. He puts me first. The other
day, I said I wasn't feeling good, so he made me breakfast and brought it
to my room. Its little things that Tommy never did "

"Syn, have you ever thought maybe it's just their personalities."

"Ugh, well sure I thought that, but sometimes the way Sampson looks at
me. It feels like like he's "

"Attracted to you?"

"Sort of. Doc, he's charming as hell. I think I am kind of thinking "

"That you are in love?"

"Yeah, sort of except well "

"You aren't sure what love is yet."

That last part had not been a question. That was the thing about Dr.
Lopez. She could always read my mind. She had this way of making me feel
like we were bonded in a special way. I had never trusted anyone before
except her. My parents never could really speak to me, probably cause of
intimidation. My female friends all hung around me because they felt like I
would be interested in them sooner or later and my male friends only hung
around me because of the amount of females I attracted. No one really
understood me, except for Dr. Lopez. It was sad when only a shrink
understands you, but still...

I had been seeing Dr. Lopez long before my parents had died. I had
been seeing her for almost 5 years now. We had first met after my parents
brought me in for trying to set my school on fire. I was a bad ass kid back
then. The things that I did they were too terrible to even say. However,
I had confessed them all to Dr. Lopez. She knew me more then I knew
myself. She knew how I would react to things. She knew just what to say if
I had a problem. It was almost like she was my second half. She was a damn
good psychiatrist and I had liked to think that Dr. Lopez was actually a
real good friend of mine by now.

"I never got the concept of love."

I watched as Dr. Lopez folded her long locks of jet black hair over
her shoulders. She wore these dark rectangular glasses that hid her pretty
eyes. She looked gorgeous, almost shockingly so, even though
professionally she had gone through almost everything to hide her desirable
looks. There was a time I believed I was in love with Dr. Lopez, but the
age thing it was just way too much.