Austin Pov.I impatiently tap my foot on the wooden hard floor, waiting for something to happen as the precious time fly's by. Two more hour and I'm out of this asylum, but then come back tomorrow and do the same routine. The silent voice in my head says, Shut up I argue back mentally.
Mr. Moon you have a client waiting. The voice of my assistant Kira pulls me out of my thought. "Send her in. Suddenly everything stops when she walks in. Her pale smooth skin and her dark ruby red lips surrounded by her natural beauty radiates the room." Mr. Moon Are you there, Once again the voice of my assistant pulls me out of my thoughts. Oh uh yes please take a seat Ms. what's your name I question, All She does is ignores my question and sit down on my rusty leather seat.
"Her Name is Allyson Dawson sir. My assistant answers for her. Well then Allyson let's get this therapy session started. I shoo my assistant away and take a seat behind my desk. So Ms. Dawson let's get started will we, I shoot a welcoming smile at her. Once again she ignores the gesture and pulls her grey hood over her head. I ignore the rude behavior and start to ask some questions, So Ms. Dawson I just have a few Questions to ask before we get into the serious stuff.
Question number one where were you born?
"Here. She answers back quickly.
Okay um got any family?
"There all dead. She answers with no Sadness in her voice, who answers like that?
Sooo how old are you?
"Twenty-five
Heh cool your two years younger than me, I say trying to find a common ground with her to break the ice.
"Whatever, she answers back.
Okay let's move on, I take out the file Kira gave me on her and start reading
Blah, blah, blah
No family, twenty attempts at suicides (Wow)
Ex drug attic and alcoholic, currently on parole, how could such a beautiful girl be so troubled?
Hhh, hmrr. Ms. Dawson's intentional cough brings me out me daze.
I turn my gaze to her and put the file away.
So Ms. Dawson tell me a little bit about your childhood, I say trying to make small talk.
"Fucked up.
Can you give me a little more detail like one of your worst memories or one of the best? ,"Crazily Fucked Up. Okay let's move on. OH I know let's play the word game, I'll say a word and you'll say back whatever comes to your mind.
Love
"Fiction
Children
"Death
Therapy
"Boring
Okay I know I've haven't been at this long but this girl starting to piss me off.
Ms. Dawson look I'm just trying to get to know you so if you could just try to compromise with me, I accidently snap at her. Suddenly she lifts her head up at me and with one eyebrow jerked up. "I'm answering back aren't I I'm speaking what comes to my mind, so if you want to snap at me again do it for a logical reason, Oh and look at this, my times already up Mr. Moon well I'll be going now see yah tomorrow.
"She stomps to the door slamming it on the way out, Leaving me shocked and full of curiosity.
Well Ms. Dawson looks like you're going to be a challenge.
Well thanks for reading tell me if yah like it and be easy on me this is my first fanfic.