"You can stay here..." started Dr. Fletcher with a serious tone "But there are some rules that need to be followed for my clients' sake. They come here to get reassured, to tell their problems and they need to feel calm and safe for that. So during that time, I would like you to stay in the guest room or go outside if possible."
"Alright, no problem!" You nodded gratefully "Do they come in certain time? I mean for the sessions."
"Usually we discuss the dates, but it has also happened that they asked for emergency sessions, just like you did now, for example. But that's not that common, only if they have got anxiety or panic attack." She explained calmly.
You bit your lower lip while thinking "And how will I know that I can come back? How can I reach you?"
"You can send me an e-mail, I check that pretty frequently."
Dennis crossed his arms frowning "You must have a phone-"
"My phone!!" You cut him out with a loud crying out.
Both of them flinched to the sudden exclaim of yours and looked at you confusedly. With a small hesitation, you scratched the back of your head, smiling embarrassedly.
"Uhm... it's just.." you started in a weak voice, "I-I think my phone was left there.. in that place."
"Oh" Dennis said after being hit by the realization. "Yeah, I remember putting into my drawer.." the therapist frowned to him. "I'm going to go and bring it back to you after we finished with this."
"Alright, thank you" you smiled at him and he did the same in return.
"So?" He turned back to the old woman "Would it be okay if she called you on phone?"
"I don't know Dennis.." She crossed her arms, hesitating "You know exactly why I stand upon the e-mails. Some of my clients would take it as an offense if I break the sessions by picking up the phone."
"Please Dr.Fletcher just for these days." He asked her in a serious tone. She stopped to think for a minute so a deep silence has fallen onto the tree of you. You were still sitting in that chair obediently, listening to the other two's discussion. You most likely wouldn't have had the courage even to ask the therapist to let you stay here, but thanks to your partner, everything seemed to be working just fine. You would have never thought that he was such a willful and stubborn man after all. But his help was huge for you now.
"Alright," she sighed frustratedly "it's just for few days anyway."
A wide grin appeared on your face after hearing her answer "Thank you! Thank you so much!" You exclaimed and quickly stood up to go closer to her in order to shake her hand.
"Gosh why am I so permissive when it comes to helping others.." said the woman with a heartwarming smile as she accepted your grateful handshake.
Dennis though, he only observed this, and he couldn't help but smile at you. He knew that Dr. Fletcher was a trustworthy choice and even if the two of you had to reveal that secret of yours, she wouldn't tell that anyone. Because of first thing first, she wanted to examine you too. And this gave enough time. He knew that eventually when you'll feel safe again, you'll face with your problems anyway. But at least during this time you had a roof over your head.
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After finally discussing everything, your partner decided to quickly go back to your phone leaving the two of you alone. The therapist invited you to the dining table for a cup of hot tea that she had been making before you stepped in. Accepting it, both of you sat down with now the cups in your hands.
"By the way how long have you been working with people?" you asked discretely in order to break the silence.
The woman looked at you surprisedly then gave you a gentle smile "I don't even know Sweetheart. More than 40 years."
"Whoah" you answered in awe while blowing the hot liquid. "You must have a great experience."
"Yes." she giggled warmly "But there's always something new with every one of my clients. 40 years may seem to be really long, but there wasn't any time when I felt like I would find this job boring. Especially when I started working with people with diseases." Her smile widened at this point "They're... wonderful people who need help to set their life together. Getting to know them and their backstory. Slowly managing to read their mind in order to help them... it's the best thing I could ask for."
It amazed you how softly could she speak still the things that have been said were so powerful in a kind of way. She was really passionate about her job, it was clearly her life.
"They're not just clients you know." She continued "They're like.. my children. I look after them and make sure that they're following the right path in their life. Even if they don't think about this similarly, for me, it's like a family."
"A family.." you whispered out quietly while staring the table.
"Yes, just like a big family." She repeated it in a soft voice. "By the way Dear, I would like to examine you as a therapist someday." You lifted up your eyes quickly, looking at her confusedly. "You goaded my curiosity." She shrugged with a giggle as an answer to your reaction "Kevin has always been struggling with making friends due to his individuals, actually, you're the first, who stayed with him while knowing about his disease. Especially that it seems like Dennis likes you and wants the best for you. This particularly made me want to get to know you better. You know, Dennis.. I know only a few things about him since he was always... let's just say the black sheep with Patricia. So you must be really special, my child."
You swallowed nervously "I'm really not, but thank you for thinking me in this way"
"I hope that you don't mind though if I'll ask you some questions later." She giggled softly.
You couldn't help but nod to her. After all, these were just some innocent questions, right? They couldn't hurt you. At least you hoped not.
But it was another story for now anyway.
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The woman showed you the guest room, so you quickly settled into it as well. You were chilling on your new bed, staring out through the window thoughtfully while looking the rushing vehicles passing by in the distance. It was weird.. being in a proper house again. Staying in a room, sitting on a bed without thinking of escaping. Everything was so normal, except your thoughts. Somehow.. for the first time in a while, you felt so alone. Maybe it was because practically you were never alone during the basement. You knew he was not there all the time, but still, his presence has been keeping floating there, haunting your senses in every minute. It felt depressing and scary, but.. as hilariously it sounded, the lack of him felt even more painful.
Gosh, these hilarious thoughts again..
You frustratedly sighed while running your fingers through your dirty hair. It reminded you that you should not miss the shower this time. During your stay at the other place, you had to admit that there was a constant stress under the shower, fearing that one of them will come in uninvited -after all, there was no lock on the bathroom door. But fortunately, this idea hasn't come in your ex-captor's mind to your luck.
A sudden knock on your room's door has intervened your thinking. How long have you been staying like that? It definitely didn't feel much, but who knows. You went to the wooden entrance and opened it. Your partner was standing there, holding your phone with crossed arms. There was an unpleasant expression on his face. He was in Dennis' clothes, but you were pretty sure that it was not him this time.
"Hey" you welcomed him with a shy smile. "Is everything alright?"
He handed your property to you without any greeting, looking at you angrily. "Dennis asked me to come here... Take it, it's yours."
Your stomach twisted as soon as you got to hear Hedwig's voice. The last time the two of you were together, well... it was not really pleasant time. After getting that walkie talkie, hell broke loose. You slapped him and he hurt you as well in exchange during that chaotic time, so now both of you were feeling the tension between the two of you. "Thank you, Hedwig.." biting your lower lip nervously, you then asked in a quiet voice "Are you still angry at me? Because of last time?"
"I am... but Dennis told me that you didn't mean to hit me, that you did that because you were scared."
So he persuaded Hedwig too, huh? You wondered whether he talked to the other personalities as well.
"He also said" the boy continued "that you are Pure, so I'm going to forgive you. For now! I mean.. if you'll stay with us... And you won't abandon me..." His voice became weaker and weaker by the end of his sentences. Clearly, he only wanted to look cool, but deep inside he did want to forgive you. After all, he was just a lonely child and all he wanted was a friend who cared for him.
You started smiling softly, this whole situation just felt so heartwarming. "Of course. Don't worry, I'll be here for you."
"You're not lying, are you?" he said suspiciously.
"Nope!" you responded with a grin "You know, whether you believe me or not, you're my only friend."
For a minute, biting his lower lip, he was thinking about something then he passionately crossed his arms, speaking out loudly "Pinky Swear or never happened!!"
You couldn't help but started giggling at him "Alright, Alright!"
After your answer he looked at you, now smiling widely as he quickly reached out his pinky-toe towards you "Promise?"
Being touched by his ask, you happily accepted his propose by grabbing his little finger with yours.
"Promise."
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/Hey Guys!
I decided to make this chapter again a kind of chill-chapter, just to get my stuff together. I planned so much for the future, hopefully I can make them as well! After all even if now everything seems just fine, we all know that there are still a lot of shiet working in the background Lolol
So just bear with me a bit more~/