His Psychiatrist

I went through the sheets of paper scattered on my desk, scrutinizing each and every drawing carefully then looked up at the person in front of me. I fixed my glasses further up my nose and cleared my throat, testing the words in my mouth before daring to say anything. As if sensing my inner battle, Mr Scott brought his curious glace at me and lazily sat up, intertwining his fingers.

- so, uhm to whom am I talking today ? Jake ? I inquired, looking at my block note's observations and preparing my pen.

he scoffed and gravely shook his head then leaned in as if to whisper a secret, a cocky smile on his face.

- oh no, I'm aaron. He claimed, lazily playing with his fingers whilst keeping his eyes firmly on mine.

I stared at his smirking face for a while then tilted my head to the side and sent him a sarcastic smile of my own.

- no you're not. Aaron would've nevoper drawn this pictures. I stated firmly, jotting down few more observations.

- you think you know me too well don't you ? He asked leaning towards me, his bleu eyes sparkling dangerously.

the threat was evident in his voice as well but I managed to remain collected.

-well not quite well, you see. but, I do hope to get to know your other two personalities.