"God where is he?" Denise cursed as she looked at the time again.
Dr. Sharia and Chris had an appointment for 10:15. She knew that Aiken would most likely be late for Chris's appointment with him at 10. But it was almost noon now. She had another appointment at 12:30. Chris had to get here fast. Denise drummed her fingers on her desk as she peered at the clock once more. She moved her hand to her phone, tempted to call Aiken's office.
"Aah! Denise!" A very loud voice called to her.
Denise looked up to see Chris coming through the door. He slammed the door and laughed as it made a very loud noise. Chris stood in the doorway opening and slamming the door for a while. Denise stared at him confused. What the hell was going on with Chris?
"Chris!" Denise shouted at him.
Chris pulled the door opened and looked at Denise. He smiled as he staggered over to the chair and fell right into. Chris erupted into a fit of laughs which lasted for at least five minutes.
"Chris are you okay?" Denise asked worried.
"I'm just peachy keen Ms. Denise!" Chris told her.
"Did you get any sleep last night? You seem a little…crazy." Denise said with precaution.
"I'm okay! The question is if you are okay!" Chris yelled.
"I'm just fine…Chris why are you acting like this?" Denise asked.
"I had a nice talk with Aiken today." Chris said rolling his head her direction.
"That's nice Chris." Denise told him.
"He told me things about you." Chris said narrowing his eyes.
Denise cocked her head to the side as she raised her eyebrows. Aiken would never say anything to Chris about her. He was nasty, but not that nasty.
"What are you saying Chris? You're not making sense." Denise told him.
Chris got up and put both his hands on her desk. He stood up and leaned into her. Denise leaned back a little, but Chris just leaned in closer.
"You were just like me Denise." Chris told her.
One whiff of his breath caused Denise to stand up and push her chair back. Denise gripped the table so hard her knuckles were turning white. Chris stayed hunched over the desk, but his eyes followed Denise.
"Aiken got you drunk." Denise told him through her clenched jaw.
"Yes! He did! And I felt great! Until he told me what you did!" Chris yelled.
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Denise yelled back.
"Oh yes you do! I wondered why you were so interested in my 'case.' Well now I know Ms. Denise! And I'm gonna tell you what I know!" Chris yelled pointing at her.
Denise stared at Chris angrily. Despite how brave and angry she was acting, she was terrified. What did Aiken know? And what did Chris know now? Denise pushed back to the window and leaned against it.
"I'm waiting." She spat out bitterly.
"Besides your little drug problem, you were just like me! When you hooked up with Aiken you begged him for sex every single day! If you couldn't get it from him you got it from someone else! Oh and let's not get started on your drinking! Seven to eight drinks a day?! You were an alcoholic!" Chris pointed out.
Denise closed her eyes and bit her lip. Aiken had told him everything about her dark past. She let out a sigh and slowly opened her eyes.
"That was my past Chris…" Denise tried to reason with him.
"You know what's funny though? YOU'RE STILL LIKE THAT!" Chris yelled as he knocked one of her picture frames to the floor.
"That's bullshit!" Denise yelled, quickly defending herself.
"Oh really! So the late night calls to Aiken talking about how lonely you are is all bullshit?! Or the hidden bottles of liquor in your cabinets and shot glasses are all bullshit too?! You're trying to fix your mistakes through mine!" Chris yelled.
"They use to be my mistakes Chris! I was like that! Until I met you Chris! You were messed up and I told myself I could never be like that! I felt like we had a connection going through the same thing! I'm fixing my mistakes right along with yours Chris! You made me realize something about myself!" Denise yelled back.
"If I could interrupt this little yelling match for one second." Someone's voice said from the doorway.
Denise took in a sharp breath as she heard that voice. Her eyes immediately went to the doorway.
It was the owner of Promises.
Instantly fear filled Denise's body. Had she heard everything? What all had she heard if she didn't? Chris's eyes froze in shock as he stared at Denise. Despite being drunk he was sober enough to know what was going on.
"Ms. Banks." Denise addressed her boss.
"I'm going to have to talk to you Dr. Sharia. Tomorrow. My office. Three o'clock." Ms. Banks said before walking away.
Ms. Banks closed the door as Dr. Sharia hunched over her desk. Ms. Banks has heard everything. She was going to get fired for sure.
"Denise…" Chris whispered.
"Go…away..." Denise told him.
"But I…" Chris started to say before Denise cut him off.
"I said GO AWAY!" Denise yelled as she looked up at him.
Tears started to pool in her eyes as she stared at Chris with anger. Chris wanted to stay and argue with her, but he opened the door to walk.
"You made me realize that I could love again Chris. I don't know how you did, but you did. But now…" Denise started to say before she broke down in tears.
Chris walked out of the door and shut it quietly. Denise's cries were muffled from behind the doors. There was a crowd of patients outside her door. Chris pushed past all of them to his room. She slammed his door room shut and leaned against the door. He looked at the bottle of Captain Morgan Dr. Aiken gave him. He twisted open the top and took a sip of it.
He knew every single drop of that rum would be gone by the end of the night.
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Sorry for such the late update! School, work and gymnastics has taken over my lifee! Please review!
Next chapter: Very early in the morning Chris receives a call from Mr. McMahon. What about? Keep reading!
