A response to Ofa: Nope, the end of the story is not coming any time soon. And awhh, I'm so glad you connected with the story so much, but I'm sad that I made you cry ^^"
"I'm gonna miss you man." Julian said to me when I got the files. His eyes looked like he was going to cry. He was a short little guy with a 'beer belly' and eyebrows big enough to eat me. He wasn't really a looker, but he was a really good person.
"Well, I'll miss you to." I said and smiled. It wasn't a lie- I really liked him. He was the only one from work I could normally talk to, that is, as long as he wasn't trying to find me a girlfriend.
"I heard that you will be working in MPS?" he asked and I nodded.
"I need to tell you something about that place." he said and looked around if anyone is listening. No one was, so he got closer and whispered in my ear.
"I know it's a well known mental hospital, but be on alert with the boss. I heard a lot of stuff about him. Not the good stuff." he said and moved away from me.
"Wait, what kind of-" I asked with a normal tone and he shushed me.
"stuff?" I finished whispering.
"I cant talk about this now. But be careful around him. Alright?" he whispered and I nodded. Soon, I got in my car and started driving home. I parked the car in front of my old house. I sighed as I closed the doors of my car and got to the entrance with my bags. I didn't have a lot of stuff with me. As I opened the doors and saw the living room, memories started crashing in my head. The games I played with my brother, arguments I had with my dad, fights with my mom... and now, all those people were gone. I was the only one left in the family. Sure, I had some relatives, but I never met them. I could of if I went to my mothers funeral, but I was too scared to go. Too scared of seeing all those people. I sighed once again before I got inside with my bags. I dropped them on the floor and I crashed on the couch. I took my phone and plugged it on a charger. While the battery was getting full, I ordered some pizza and turned on the TV. I felt so alone. What was my life? I was alone with no family, and I was only 20. That was a sad life. 'I just got home, pizza will be here soon. Wanna come?' I waited for Flora to answer but she didn't. 'Heyyy, learn how to use your phone and look at the messages from time to time'. No response again. Pizza arrived and it was already getting cold. So I called her. She picked up.
"What do you want?!" she said with a crying voice. ...What was happening?
"Um, Flora, are you alright?" she stayed quiet for a few seconds, then started sobbing.
"Do you really have the nerve to play dumb with me?!" what the fuck?
"Listen, I really don't know what is going on. So would you please care to explain?"
"I don't have time for this Helia. Now bye."
"Nonononono wait, if you are mad at me, at least tell me why?!"
"Because you lied! You have a girlfriend Helia! And I turned out as an idiot for believing you." she said and hung up. I was confused. I didn't have a girlfriend. There was no girl in my life for those 2 years. I... I didn't know what to do. I called Flora again and again so we could talk, but after a few tries, her phone was off. I didn't know what happened. What to do? What to say? I walked around the house and I got in my old room. I sat on my old bed and noticed I still had my old stuff in the room. The books, the clothes, the drawings... So many stories behind every object there. And no one to share them with.
Tomorrow in the morning, I got to MPS. I was in a bad mood for what happened the day earlier, but I was still exited to start working there. I greeted Ethan and went to my office. Jenessa dropped by to give me some papers about my first patient.
"Listen, Helia, I never got the chance to thank you for saving my job." she said an smiled.
"No problem. After all, it was the right thing to do." I said and smiled back.
"Well anyway, your patient is called Mark, you can look at the papers to find out about him so you would know how to treat him."
"Oh, wait, Jenessa..." I said when she started leaving my office.
"I just want to know. Why didn't I have any breakfast the first day I got here?" she started laughing.
"I was not expecting that question. Well, we do that to everyone on their first day. It's so they could interact with the others." I nodded and she left. I took my phone out and called Flora again. No answer. I sighed and took the paper to have a look.
"Okay, so Mark... let's see..."