i do not own any of the characters in this story except Michelle Perkins, Mr. &Mrs. Perkins, Joseph and Andy Perkins, Jefferson and ... well, you know what I'll just tell you later if i introduce other characters that are mine... i just don't want to infringe on copyright laws or something like that. I make No profits from this! I swear!
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Chapter twelve
(Michelle's P.O.V)
"Ok... So let me get this straight..." said Lucy, taking another bite of her sandwich. "You tortured information out of an inmate, a psycho doctor saw everything, and the only thing he wants from you is... Sketch books?"
"Well..." having difficulty believing it myself, "Yeah... Weird, hun?"
Lucy looked at me with anxious eyes.
"Yes, too weird..." she said gravely, then with a smile continued, " Well he IS a crazy person so i guess that's what you should expect, right?"
Slightly taken aback from her mood swing, i approved with a slight nod of my head.
"You're probably right... But he didn't seem that insane when i was talking to him..."
"Well, he was a very renowned psychiatrist, so he can probably mask it very easily. I only met him twice and he looked completely sane... That is until he tried to take a bite out of the hand of the guard that had been impolite to him... Then, i figured he's just a really good actor."
I frowned at this... A good actor? What if he was acting when he promised he wouldn't tell?
Worry started crawling up my spine.
"But i have to admit..." said the little red head, " He's really good-looking!"
"I guess he has his charm..." i answered coldly, trying not to let the truth transpire.
The truth is, i found him very, very attractive... But i couldn't admit it aloud. I mean come on! The man is a insane doctor who's bent on having someone's brain for supper instead of having a nice bowl of pasta, you know? Anyways, i already have the man of my dreams! In fact i was supposed to have a date with him tonight.
"By the way, how old is that man?" i asked my newly found friend.
"Oh, well he's about forty years old... Maybe a bit older... Not more than forty five that's for sure..."
She must have noticed my eyes getting rounder because she slightly giggled and said:
"I know, right? he looks younger than that... the first time i met him, i asked him his secret to looking young... He said it was something a young girl like me shouldn't know about, so i figured i ought to drop it."
"Creepy."
"Ya, you think?" she said sarcastically.
A smile grazed my lips at her comment. I was glad i had found a friend here.
