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Jane

The brothers looked at each other, and it was clear something was bothering them.

"Look, eh.." Philip began.

"Doctor Richards," I told him because I realised he was trying to address me by my name.

He smiled and nodded.

"Doctor Richard, we, eh, have a business meeting to get to this afternoon. How about we call it a big misunderstanding, and you just discharge us," he said, and I looked at him surprised.

"You tried to jump off a building. That cannot be normal," I pointed out the obvious to them, and James nodded.

"We know how that looks likes, but it will never happen again," he said, and I smiled at him because their arrogance was getting on my nerves.

"Care to tell me why you believed you could fly?" I asked, and they both shook their heads.

"Who told you that?" Philip asked, and I brought out their file and opened a page to read the outline.

"Patient keeps rambling about flying to another dimension.." I read and dropped the file, leaned forwards and smiled at them.

"If that is normal behaviour to you then something is definitely wrong. According to my professional knowledge, it isn't normal. So now, tell me why you believe you can fly." I asked, and they were silent. Whatever the matter was, they did not want to tell me.

"I cannot clear you two if you cannot prove your sanity to me. The only way you can do that is to tell me exactly what you were thinking." I said, and Philip started laughing.

"Look, doctor Richard, no one cares about your opinion," he said, and I got offended but kept it to myself. He stopped smiling and wore a dead serious look on his face.

"If you do not clear us this instant and let us go, the cheques will stop coming." he threatened, and I leaned forward and smiled at him.

"Fortunately for me, your cheques don't affect my salary. You better start talking before I decide you two are unfit to mingle with the public and have you committed." I said with a big grin, and they angrily looked at me.

"I know your type," James said with a smile, "you can't take out your frustration on us," he said and leaned back. I made sure I did not show any emotions, but I was sick and tired of people thinking I was unhappy because that wasn't true. I was stressed out, but I wasn't unhappy with my life. I loved my life very much.

"I am waiting," I said, leaning back, and Philip leaned forward to speak.

"We went up the roof to check out the view. People started thinking we wanted to jump. We tried to tell them that wasn't the case, but there was suddenly a crowd and the fire departmnet was on their way and before we knew it, a net was placed there for us to jump. We had never jumped from that height before, so we figured it might be fun. We took the jump, and the rush was amazing." he lied, and I looked at him and smiled.

"I would have believed that it if it weren't for the fact you two were mumbling a lot of nonsense and had to be sedated," I said, and he shrugged his shoulder.

"I guess the jump harmed our minds. The building was tall," he said and turned to his brother, who nodded in agreement.

Realising they weren't going to tell me the truth. I decided to drop the matter and started to write down my observation.

"So, are we free to go?" Philip asked me, and I nodded.

"I expect to see you two every Wednesday until we get to the bottom of your mental breakdown," I said, and James got angry.

"Is it necessary?" he asked, and I nodded.

"My brother just told you all that happened," he protested.

"Your brother just lied through his teeth," I said with a broad smile, "Now until you two are comfortable enough to tell me the truth, you will keep coming here," I told them, and Philip stood up.

"Very well, Doctor Richard, I doubt we will be seeing you again. You are not the only psychiatrist in town. I am sure your colleagues will clear us," he said, and I smiled at him.

"Honestly, I wouldn't mind if you change your doctor. I have given my expert opinion. You can do as you like." I said, and I leaned back.

They both walked out of my office, and I knew I wouldn't be seeing them again.

I relaxed in my chair and dealt with the other patient files. Hoping the day will fly by fast. To my surprise, Thomas resumed early, but he was keeping malice, and I didn't care. I left the office in high spirits. Since the next day was my day off, I decided I would go clubbing that night.

I got home and rested a bit then dressed up to go to the club.

It was ladies' night, and I went to the bar to grab a drink. This was a routine, and the bartender knew me.

"The usual?" he asked, and I nodded. I wasn't dressed spectacularly. I wore a short, dark green gown and let my brown hair down. I turned around to see what was happening. A lot of people were getting intimate, bumping and grinding on the dance floor. The club smelled of humanity, but it wasn't offensive at all.

My tequila arrived, and I started drinking and told the bartender to keep it coming...

***

I felt a pounding headache, and my head throbbed, badly. I woke up on a bed that wasn't mine because of how soft it felt. I tried to open my eyes, and the light that came into the room was blinding. I must have had too much tequila because I couldn't remember how and when I left the bar. I heard someone snore, and my heart started pounding, afraid of what I must have done last night. I turned and who I saw made me scream.

"What! What!" Philip got up, ready to kick someone's ass, and James woke up right next to me too, ready to do the same. I looked at both of them bewildered and confused. I did not know how I got there or where I was. I touched my body, and I was wearing my underwear, thank God. Philip got up, and I noticed he was still wearing his boxers, likewise James. I was so ashamed, that I buried my face in my palms out of shame and disgust. Hoping I hadn't gotten drunk and had a threesome with the brothers.

What the fuck did I do last night?