The Stormhouse Asylum

Chapter One

I want to start this story off by saying that I'm an twenty-two year old man living in upstate London. My name is Jonathan Richard Knox. I came to the Stormhouse Asylum to work as an intern under the teachings and supervision of Dr. Ronald Whitmore as a psychiatric Physician assistant. My father, Harold was a Dr. and a brilliant man. (And the one to get me the job). He also died... to save my life. You'll understand more about that as the story progress. You see, just a little over a year ago, I was desperately broke. Not even a penny to my name and even though my father had money he had more of the 'Just because I'm rich doesn't mean my kids are rich' kind of attitude.

Sure he'd buy me food and give me a place to live but he never spent money on a car or anything that was unnecessary like paying for me to go to a concert with my friends or so something like that. But he did do one thing, and that was find me a job. I was 100 percent against it when he first told me about it. Being one of the biggest doctors in our area he had tons of connections to the community, especially in his line of work. So his grand idea was to have me study under Dr. Whitmore at The Stormhouse Asylum. I rolled my eyes and sighed heavily...Father of the year.. Well anyway like I said, I was 100 percent against it. I mean honestly, the man was down right creepy... There's something seriously wrong with him and my father wants me to study under him? If you could only see the look on his face when you mention the rumors, you would be against it too if you were me.

There were rumors saying that Dr. Whitmore rapes his female patients and employees. Rumors also say that he used his patients for inhumane experiments (which is really sick of you think about it.)

"What are you, fucking crazy?! The man is insane! I'm not going to study under him!" I told my father as I expressed how much I disliked the idea of working under a man like that.

"How dare you speak to me in that tone boy! I am your father and you will show me respect! No son of mine will be living off of me and not have a job. Are you refusing to study under him because of the rumors about him? Well then, let me ask you this, Have you ever seen him preform such indecent acts to his patients? No right, so why are you going by what people are saying about him when they are not true? Besides, you're passing up twenty-five bucks an hour!" My father snapped back with a glare.

I sighed once more. He does have a point.. And with my bank account being so empty, there's no room to be picky. After all beggars can't be choosy. But the rumors are hard to ignore. I mean how sick do you have to be to rape your female patients? But before I said yes to him however, I needed to know what it is that I would have to do.

He told me that I would be working as a janitor and work my way up to being a psychiatric physician assistant to which I scrunched my face at the fact. But that twenty-five an hour was way to tempting.

"How the hell did you get me that wage? Do you even know the guy?" I asked him even though it was a stupid question.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I do. Dr. Whitmore is a brilliant man. I already talked to him on the phone about the job offer yesterday. You go down there tomorrow and tell him your pop said to lay off the gold chains."

I was never going to tell him that.

||Hey guys! What do you think of the first chapter of the Stormhouse series? What do you think of Jonathan and the job his dad got him? Do you think that the rumors are true? I would love to hear from you so make sure you comment, vote and feel free to DM me if you want. By the way this is my first book that will be posted. Thank you all.||