ログインThe news of Johan's death spread quickly, almost like somebody is behind it. Most of my patients get cold feet about coming in for a session, not that I blame them. The ones that don't, expect me to talk about the murder their whole session. No matter how much I want to act like this hasn't affected my life, I can't. Christine is worried and keeps coming in to check on me. There's a knock on the door around midday. It's Jade. The moment she comes in , she walks straight to me and embraces me. I get chocked up holding in the tears and pull back. "How are you doing my sweet darling?" She asks. I look in the other direction and wipe the tears off my cheeks. "I am coping," I say looking back at her and giving her a small smile. "Do they have any suspects?" She asks taking my hand and leading me to couch. "No, they don't even have any leads," I say trying not to sound as defeated as I feel. "What have they been doing? It's been a week already," she is getting worked up. One of the things
I want to disappear so bad. It's not even more about what is happening, it's that I don't know why it is happening. "Are you okay?" I look up and nod. Kerrick has refused to leave my side since we found the body. I don't really mind him being here, he gives me a sense of security. "Why does this keep happening?" I ask getting up from the floor. "We'll figure it out, don't worry," he says helping me up. I need to sleep, I want to get inside my bed and stay there as long as I can. "You know this is now a crime scene," Kerrick says as I start walking to my room. That's it. I turn and walk out of the apartment. "Where are you going? It's late," he shouts out but I don't stop. There is nothing here for me. I want to scream, I want to cry for myself but mostly for Johan, he was just my patient and after all he did to get better just to end up killed.I stop at the mini mart and buy a bottle of whiskey. There is an abandoned building with an incredible view of the city from the roof top. I
"Anything else you want to tell me?" I ask Johan. It has been three months since i have diagnosed him with bipolar disorder. He has not missed an appointment since and actually called me five times when i was out injured. " I'm good. It's just the drugs you prescribed make me feel kind of grey," he says. "They are supossed to moderate between your manic and depressive state, so that's normal," he looks disappointed with the answer. "But it won't always be like that, let's give it another three months and if you still feel like that we'll change them. Any other side effect?" "No, doc. I actually made up with my girlfriend," he says with a grin. He really loves that girl. "Really, and she understands your condition?" He nods still grinning. "I'm happy for you Johan." "See you later doc." Immediately he closes the door, my phone rings. There is no caller id. I answer but the calller doesn't say anything. I can hear them breath, "hello." I give in finally. "Miss me?" The voice sends a co
Going back to work is actually harder than i thought it would be. Christine lights up as soon as she sees me, "hey, are you already cleared to come back to work?" She asks walking around her desk to hug me. "Yeah," i smile at her but it doesn't wipe away the look of worry off her face. "How do you feel?" "Good as new," i say taking a step back. She doesn't look convinced but she decides to just let it go. "How is my day looking?" I ask looking at the three familiar faces in the waiting room. "So busy," she says and i walk into my ofice ready to work.My day is so busy that i don't get even a chance to have lunch. It's five thirty when i hear a knock. "Come in," i say, thinking it is another patient. "How is it being back?" I look up to see Kerrick holding a bag. "It's like i never left," i say standing and walking towards him. He smiles warmly making me smile too. "I brought you some food," he says holding out the bag he has been holding. "How did you know i hadn't eaten?" i ask takin
"Wait, you don't have to leave yet," Avan says as i pack my things. "There's no way i'm going to let you carry that suitcase by yourself." My tolerance for him is so low right now that everything he says since the hospital just sits wrong with me. "Let me? As who?" I close and lift the suitcase from the bed and wheel it out of the room. "What's up with you?" he asks and i fasten my pace to distance myself from him. The elevator ride down stairs is awkward and silent. "Let me at least help put the suitcase in the car," he says trying to get the suitcase from me. "I called Jade to come get me. She's here already." I pull my suitcase from him and walk out. After Jade is done admiring the architecture we drive off. "So how was it staying there?" she asks and continues humming to the song playing in the radio. "It was fine," i reply hoping she'll drop the subject. "What's going on with you and that patient Starr?" I don't know how to answer that. "What do you mean?" I look out the window
One...two....three, i hear a knock at my door. I like how predictable Claudia is. At exactly eight in the morning she knocks and comes in to help me freshen up and go downstairs for breakfast. "Good morning Vienna, hope you slept well," after three days she finally got used to calling me by my name. "I did. Hope you slept well too," i try to get myself out of bed but she rushes to my side. I can't wait for tomorrow to get out of this damn cast. Avan has been trying hard to entertain me, which mostly is me playing cards with his guards and watching his chef cook. He has been busy still, either there is a work emergency at the worst possible time or he's avoiding me. Claudia and I have breakfast in silence. After breakfast i decide to get a book and read it outside for a change. "Let me get it for you," Claudia is already on her feet immediately the thought is out of my mouth. "Don't, i can do it myself," i say it with a finality that indicates it's not up for discusssion. I use my cru







