Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 79

Read the HUGE ALERT!!!

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"Rape is very natural."

I kept on staring at the white tiles that seemed to have no end.

How big was this room, anyways?

"Dolphins, ducks... and many other animals exhibit very horrifying sexual acts including gang rape."

"That is not what people say." I mumbled out. Why were we having this conversation? This was not what I wanted.

"You are a very smart young man, Davidson. You should know better than to share your problems in Reddit." The good therapist handed me a bottle of chilled water.

"People do not know it is me."

Could I just go home?

"That is not the point. You are letting people to tell you what you should or should not feel."

I sighed.

"Do you feel that way?" She took her notepad back and tapped on the hard bind.

"Hmm?"

"If I asked what happened, would you say you were raped?"

My heart skipped a beat.

"People..."

"No, not people. Just you. Do you think that is what happened to you?"

"I don't know." I told her; but she waited. "I don't think so." I nibbled my lips. "Is that... is that the right answer?"

"What you say is the right answer Davidson; what you feel is the only thing that ever mattered..."

I gulped.

"I don't think I was raped... but... people they say... since he was drunk and I was... not okay with it... it is rape..."

"Do you think so?" She gave me a kind smile when I looked at her.

"N... no."

"Alright. You can change your answer whenever you want David. I am here to help you."

I knew that.

But she could not help. I was too messed up.

I was loving a man I was not supposed to... or that was what people in Reddit said.

But... I loved that man so much that it hurt.

I sniffled and I was given a wet tissue.

I did not deserve this... I...

"If I ask you what you were feeling at that moment will you be able to tell me, today?"

The same question the nth time since I started this joke... therapy.

How many days had it been already?

Days? Months? Years?

It felt like years.

But this time I nodded and she smiled.

She had a very kind smile and I felt like I did not deserve that either.

"I felt... violated... like this was not the way it was supposed to go... that is it... but then again it was supposed to go that way too... just... not drunk..."

"So you do not like Robert was drunk..."

I cried. It was a simple question, yet I cried.

I hated how pathetic I was.