My entire body shook form both exhaustion and frustration. "I should throw you back into that gutter I found you from." My body shook again, I looked at my hands they were small and scratched up from the day, and every muscle in my body ached and pulled together. My arms where numb and my legs were dearly able to hold me up… what did I do to deserve this?

"Then let me go to my gutter." I was able to groan from out my busted lip, my mouth tasted of blood and sweat. I was filled with anger fear and they wanted nothing more than to break me and change me…

"Careful what you wish for boy." The man griped my shirt and spun me around to face him with in moments my back was against the cold wall again the rocks digging throw my clothing and into my skin. "You have potential, but don't think that you will be getting any special treatment, you're not the prize in this aby Tala, your nothing more than a tool or a backup plane do not mistake yourself for being of any importance. " I only saw the first for a moment before it connected with my jaw.

"NO!" My eyes shot opened I was sitting on my bed, my breathing was accelerating I could practically hear my blood pumping throw my veins. A sheen of swear covered my body I felt like I have just been punch in the gut. Another Fucked up dream, I looked at the watch laying discarded on my nightstand – great I am late- I had to jump throw a shower and throw cloths.

_Latter_

"You're late Mr. Valcov." It was the mousy scarcity that gave tala a slightly teasing bad look, the type a teacher would give to a disobedient student. Tala lifted an eyebrow at her as she scrunched up her nose.

"Now Nancy I know you missed me really." He said with confident before walking towards DR. Williams's door. "But before enter the lion's den tell me is the good doc in a bad mood?" Tala asked not really caring about the answer… not really.

"You will need to wait a few minutes Mr. Valcov, she is on the phone with another patient." Nancy pointed towards the small white seat.

Was she actually scolding me like a child after all? Maybe this secretary had more spank then I gave her credit for. Tala thought as he sat down picking up the nearest magazine.

Moments later Tala walked throw he door into the white office, today it smelled faintly like lavender. The honey blond doctor stood next to her desk her hair once again in one of those type buns on the centre of her head, Tala couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to loosen that uptight bun and watch her hair spill down her shoulders.

"You're late." Prim and proper as always, her voice was professional enough to make Tala want to roll his eyes.

"You are so observant doctor."

"Sit down pleas, we will get started." Dr Williams had a slight bone to pick wither famous patient. She watched as tala plopped down onto the sofa and leaned back against the headrest his blue eyes where unreadable.

"I asked you to stay out of trouble this weekend." Clare asked taking the chair opposite Tala holding the small note book in hand.

"I took it as a suggestion." The red haired Russian said in a calm not bothered manor as he watched her eyes lit up with a spark of anger.

"Well, first let's start with the messages you sent me. I don't appreciate late night text or as you put it 'booty calls'" He actually bit down on her pink lip.

"OH come now doc, which was not me that was Bryan he got his hand n my phone." That was half true, Tala couldn't remember everything that happened but some of the messages he sent was not really his most proud moments.

"I see, And he was the one that told me to remove the stick from up …"

"Okay, Okay I get the idea." Tala interrupted her feeling slightly embarrassed, the Russian did not like this emotion that the honey blond was brining over him.

"Now that that is sorted, you get drunk and lose control of your actions it's easier to excuse action when your intoxicated. I think you enjoy being able to lose control numbing yourself form reality. It's a very bad coming habit but a common one." Her voice softens slightly but her expression closed up.

Tala watched her for a moment, was he really numbing himself? Mostly sometime if he got black out drunk he wouldn't dream, and not dreaming was better then what he had to face in his nightmares. Tala did feel the urge to control his life only losing control when the bottle touched his lips.

"Maybe, let's say maybe you might have a point. What does it matter whether I enjoy a night out or in with some Vodka and tequila?" He said, Tala's eyes did not give anything away his poker face was intact.

She scowled slightly. "It's keeping you from dealing with your true problems, only suppressing the emotions and causing them to build up like a pressure chamber." The honey blood leaned forward to get his full attention. "It will keep building till you explode tala, and that will cause a whole lot more damage than it ever will good. I think you will get a lot more then court ordered therapy and some community service if that happens."

"You sound like you have all the answers." His voice was cold ice dripped form the tone. Yes she had a point but tala did not want to admit it he wanted to fight the logic that Dear Dr. Willman's was attempting to push into his mind. "I don't need to cry about my problems blondie." He added relaxing his tensed muscles again.

"I would not expect you to cry either." Clare wasn't backing down determination flamed in her green eyes. "You're not the type, but it might be time you observe your life, see what you would like to change if you want to go throw life in the state you are now, do you really want to feel this way every day and drown your sorrows every night?" She shook her head. "No, I am here to help you get throw this and navigate your emotions your mind and sort out what is holding you back- maybe you could even get a good nights leap after we are done."

"How would you know how I sleep." The words slipped from his lips, Talas eyes glinted with something primal and dangers.

Clare didn't seem affected, if she was the blond had a good way of hitting It. " Let's call it an educated guess."

He hated how direct this woman was being, what happened to the blond that tip toed around the subject their firs two meetings?. "Alright I'll answer a question but you have to answer one too." Tala said confidently yet he didn't really like the idea of allowing this woman close to his thoughts he would have to keep his answers as uninformative as possible.

"Growing up in Russia, it couldn't have been easy the files that I could find on it is extremely vague and doesn't provide much inside, I believe that everyone's child hood shapes a big part of who we become. I want to know about your childhood your earlier memories in Russia and please don't just tell me it was cold…." The doctor sighed slightly. "Give me more than that."

Tala hesitated; he was calculating exactly how much he was willing to tell. Memories of a child in Russia before the abbey weren't even normal… "It was fine I suppose, grew up with both my parents my mother was the normal house wife to a loud Russian husband." Loud was a understatement.. Tala could see emotion in his honey blond therapist eyes. "My father was a Soldier when Russia was still a soviet Union once that changed let's say the house hold changed along with it." It changed and it wasn't pretty, his father vodka became his best friend becoming a loud, lazy drunk was one thing but becoming abusive was a different story. "My dear old dad did not know what to do with himself when he wasn't a soldier it was all he knew. So when he was fired he needed a hobby and liquor was that replacement. He was an angry man…" Tala quieted then and he frowned. "I told you enough." He didn't want to talk about it many more he could feel the shift in the air his throat grew dry and scratchy even, and yet in at the time his shoulders felt slightly less stiff.

Clare watched him, he had let down his walls for a moment a brief feeling moment the Russian had given her a look into himself and it was darker then she expected. Use to dealing with disturbed individuals and tortured souls but the moment she saw the raw pain in his blue eyes she knew there was more and she had barely scratched the surface of Tala's darkness a beats that lurked and eat him up inside. "Thank you for answering honestly." Her voice was softer even to her own ears.

"Don't thank me just yet now it's my turn to ask you a question." Tala stated once again the emotion was gone form his eyes replaced by the mask of arrogance and aloof coldness.

AN : HEY ! I hope this makes up for the short chapter of last time x Got so into writing this couldn't stop once i started, What else do you think Bryan texted to Tala's councilor ? XD Anyways thank you for reading and i really appreciate all the support.

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