Seduced by Sin (BWWM-PARANORMAL)

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I sat on the plush burgundy sofa looking out the expansive floor to celling windows that overlooked the bustling streets of Birmingham Alabama. It was a lovely day filled with bright warm sunlight, despite fall being on the way.

The woman who sat before me, legs crossed elegantly, scribbled away on her notepad as she waited patiently for me to finish surveying her office space and speak on why i had requested to see her 

When i felt like i had hesitated long enough. i  turned my gaze back to her and spoke the damning words i knew would sound so far fetched i may have been instantly committed 

"I think a ghost is haunting me"

The woman remained stoic at  my confession, just as i had expected. Her only movement was of the nodding of her head

"And what has led you to believe that?" she asked not genuinely quizzical, no, she was already judging me thinking i was crazy.  i could see it in her eyes even if her face was expressionless

I didn't care though.  i had a legitimate issue. I needed to seek help or i would go mad. The marks on my body were real. As real as the air i breathed and the heated coffee i currently sipped on.

"He visits me every night"

"And what does he say?" That condensing tone was present once again. It made me bristle slightly. What was the point of being a therapist if you were going to judge your patients. I thought they had a none judgmental policy or something

I began to feel like i had made a mistake coming here.

"He doesn't say anything. only comes to me sexually.....to pleasure me and then he...he's gone when i wake"

"And you are certain this isn't a dream of some kind?" She question as if she needed to be sure i was insane

My temper flared as i glared at the pretentious woman before me

Do you think me an idiot? You think i would be here if i wasn't completely sure it wasn't a dream" I spat

Then i stood up and pulled up my top revealing my marks. 

"Do these strike you as unreal doctor?"  I snapped

They looked a lot like bite marks, but i knew she might not have been entirely convinced.  They weren't human teeth marks.  i myself couldn't figure out what kind of teeth could have made them, all i did know was the male that did it definitely looked human

"I see" was all she said before she once again began scribbling in her notebook. 

I huffed and took a seat pulling down my shirt. I was embarrassed, scared and a number of other emotions too jumbled to decipher. My hands shook as i picked up my discarded coffee; now cold and tried to let the flavorful brew calm me. When her gaze met mines again she gave me a broad smile

"Our hour is almost up Shanice. I would like to see you again as soon as possible. This is not your fault and you are not crazy. I want to help you. but in order to do that you need to keep an open mind and trust me". She stated with false sincerity and warmth

I knew she didn't believe  a word she spoke but her money relied on me continuing to come back to see her so i said nothing. I knew the trip was a complete  waste of time and money. I didn't 100% believe in therapy. 

Too many of them cared little and were only interested in wasting your time to line their pockets. I only wanted her to prescribe me something that may help keep the dreams or whatever they were at bay

"I can do that"  I grinned falsely

"Great! Now i want to prescribe you some meds. See my assistant for a follow up appointment okay?"

BINGO! i thought as I smiled wider

At least it wasn't a total waste. i got what i really came for.

"No problem Ms. Wider."

Once she handed me the pills I rushed out of her office not bothering to see her assistant.  i Had no plans on coming back. I rushed to the nearest pharmacy and filled the prescription. 

Curiously I asked the attendant what the pills  i was given were. When she told me anti- psychotics i laughed loudly recalling her exact words. 

Your not crazy. what a liar

I hailed a cab and hastily downed the pills more than the recommended dosage. I didn't care if she prescribed them thinking me insane. I desperately needed anything that might help me 

I was terrified to dream again. and hopefully these pills would ensure that i wouldn't. That whatever was wrong would be finally corrected

I sat with my bible open and i prayed that night. Prayed that it was all over......................

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