Dangerous Affair

Chapter

1

"

A

lmost

done

."

I groaned to myself as I sat at my desk, the need to stand to my feet and marching home was over powering me by far. I glanced at the papers in front of me, the formal wording almost sending me off into a light nap. It was already 8:00PM and I was asked to stay behind to look through my client's records, just to check if there had been any changes in them over these past few weeks.

I worked as a counselor for the mentally ill, and I had to say that my job was extremely interesting for me. Each week I met new people, some were distraught and mad, and others were just quiet and self-controlled. So it was always a shock to who I would be talking to every week, but I couldn't complain.

I sighed in relief as I yanked open my desk drawer, putting the last of the records into the pile of mess before slamming it shut. I then slowly stood to my feet as I was getting more and more tired as time went on. I managed to pick up my work bag, and flick the light switch off before closing my

office

door

.

I walked down the hallway, gradually picking up the slow speed as I saw the lounge room, maybe I'll get a quick cup of coffee before leaving. My feet moved faster as I entered the lounge, quickly making my way over to the coffee machine and putting a mug under where the different options were. I settled on getting a latte before picking up my mug from under the machine, taking short sips

from

it

.

"Hey, Kylie. How come you're

still

here

?"

I widened my eyes as I heard someone calling my name behind me. I quickly turned around, sighing in relief once I found one of my colleagues at the door, it was Gavin.

I was looking through some records, you know, just checking for progress. I mumbled tiredly, not bothering to answer with enthusiasm.

Today has been so fucking slow, three of my clients missed their sessions. He spat, rolling his eyes as he strolled beside me to grab himself a cup of coffee too. "How did your day go? I can tell that you're tired so I'm guessing it went pretty slow for

you

too

?"

You have no idea. I weakly chuckled as I gulped back the latte.

Before Gavin could answer his work phone rang in his pocket, alarming me as well as him. Only the other colleagues calls us on our work phones, and sometimes it involves me too when he calls Gavin.

Hello? He answered, confusion in his tone before his eyebrows soon raised, his mouth parting slightly.

"Wow, calm down. Where are

you

now

?"

Gavin, what's going on? I asked in confusion, but he shook his head at me before biting his lip, getting back to his

phone

call

.

"Kylie and I are the only ones

down

here

."

I frowned my eyebrows, he couldn't possibly be talking about something that involves us doing more work?! I just wanted to get home already.

"Just tell him that we're on our way, he's going to need

serious

help

."

Gavin ended the call before taking deep breaths, as if he was in shock or some sort. "Gavin, what's

going

on

?"

You know that kid, Daniel Reid? He attempted suicide, he said as he rolled his eyes, making my eyes widen before parting my lips. Again.

Fucking hell. I whispered, shaking my head. I've heard that boy's name so many times these past couple of months I've been working here. I've never met him personally, but I was thinking that tonight might actually be the time I get to see

his

face

.

We need to go upstairs, he's just been sectioned into the facility for a few days. He said sternly as he quickly marched out of the lounge with me, walking across the hall as we were in search for the

main

room

.

It's such a shame that this boy is so messed up. He's a really good looking guy, he could've gone far, you know? Gavin attempted small talk as we reached the elevator, pressing the button to the third floor before we both waited.

"How old

is

he

?"

He's twenty-two, he's a little older than you. Gavin murmured, making me frown in confusion. I don't get why he was referred as a 'kid', surely he wasn't.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw the elevator open, causing Gavin to wait for me to exit before him. 'Ladies first', as he

would

say

.

We walked several different pathways in the building, passing multiple wards before Gavin hurried in front of me. He made his way over to the desk where a nurse sat. He murmured a few words to her before she slightly nodded and got up from her seat. She was a rather large woman, mid-age with brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. I gave her a warm smile before she came over me, worry in

her

eyes

.

He's covered in scratch marks, I don't know what's happened to him, but we found him in his apartment not too long ago. He was in his bath, fully clothed, she murmured in confusion, making my heart sink. We think he was trying to drown himself.

I nodded before frowning, biting my lip in hesitation. W-We'd like to see him, if he's well enough? I asked, hope in my voice. We just want to ask him a few questions.

"Of course, but you won't get anything out

of

him

."

I sighed in response before she opened the door to Daniel's room for Gavin and me, smiling gratefully before we both

walked

in

.

I felt my heart drop at the sight in front of me. There was a rather young man sat in the center on the bed which was leaning back against the pale blue wall. His face was buried deep into his hands as he sat up, making no sudden movements at our presence.

Gavin looked at me, as if I should do something suddenly. Um, Daniel?

I sighed when he didn't respond, I was unable to see his eyes because of his dark brown locks and hands covering his face. Gavin and I sat down on the chairs opposite his bed, the scratch marks on his arms extremely visible.

Can we see your face? I asked, a tone of annoyance in my voice. Gavin nudged my side as he glared at me, obviously I shouldn't have

said

that

.

Even though my tone was too harsh, he sure as hell listened to me. The young man sighed, shaking his head as his hands lowered from his face. He turned his head towards me agonizingly slow, but his eyes were still

kept

down

.

Great, now we- I suddenly stopped myself as my eyes caught the red lines along his neck and jawline, causing me to gasp. Do you want to tell us about those scratch marks, Daniel?

He stiffened as his eyes slowly met mine, they were the most beautiful shade of green I've ever seen. His eyebrows were frowned as I looked at him, I was wide eyed and nervous, and he obviously knew that himself. Daniel, where did those scratches come from? I asked again, but his look turned so suddenly, so pleading.

I'm not crazy. He said just above a whisper as he flared his nostrils. He wasn't angry, but scared. He was scared that we would think badly

of

him

.

We know. Gavin said softly with a reassuring smile. "We just want to

help

you

."

Daniel bit his lip as he tried to hold back a cuss word, he shook his head repeatedly before nervously running a hand through his hair. So many people have tried to do the same, and not one of them succeeded.

But we're trying, that's the main thing. Gavin smiled sympathetically. "Kylie and I just want to ask you a few questions, that's all. And then we'll let

you

rest

."

He looked at Gavin suddenly, his eyes were widening suddenly. "I've been asked questions many times, you won't get anything out

of

me

."

Can you tell us where you got those scratches from? I asked, beating Gavin to his questions as Daniel's glance

met

mine

.

I didn't do this to myself-

Then who did? I continued to question him, if he didn't scratch himself then who else would've?

His mouth parted as he was about to speak, but he suddenly shook his head. "Someone... But I can't tell

you

who

."

Why not? I asked once more, but Gavin soon nudged me again. Daniel bit his lip as he looked at me, in almost anger.

Because- I.. I'm not allowed to speak. He muttered before breathing intensely, slowly rocking back and forth across the bed as he held his knees.

I frowned my eyebrows in confusion. "Who's not letting you speak? Daniel, why aren't you allowed to

tell

us

?"

Enough with the questions! He almost roared, causing me and Gavin to jump in shock at his sudden loud tone. Daniel's eyes soon filled with regret as he glanced at us,

wide

eyed

.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout

that

loud

-"

"We're just going to let you rest, okay? Kylie will come back tomorrow, and she'll ask you some more questions once you've

calmed

down

."

Daniel shook his head quickly as he knelt forward. N-No, I don't need to calm down. I'm fine, I'm completely normal-

I'll see you tomorrow, Daniel. I smiled lightly as me and Gavin both got up from our chairs, about to make

an

exit

.

As I was about to leave, Daniel's hand caught mine and yanked me back. I gasped at his rough contact, making Gavin's eyes fill with concern as he stepped forward.

My eyes met Daniel's as he held my hand desperately, his nervous shaking made my heart ache. He was so torn and broken.

I'm not crazy. He murmured as his eyes stared intensely into mine, tightening the grip around my hand as he tried to

persuade

me

.

I know, Daniel, I whispered to him as my right hand gently stroked his that securely held my left, trying to reassure and calm him at the same time. "Go and get some sleep, you need it. And then tomorrow, I'll come up and check on

you

,

okay

?"

O-Okay. He stammered as his hand left mine, slowly leaning back into his bed as he sighed.

Goodnight, Daniel.

Gavin and I left quickly, closing the door behind us as we were strolling down the hallway. I think you've just found your new client. Gavin smirked at me, making

me

sigh

.

He's going to be tough.

At least he answered one of your questions, that's a very good start. He murmured as we both stepped into the elevator.

But he didn't answer me truthfully-

"Like I said, he still

answered

you

."

I sighed before we both waited for the doors to open. This Daniel Reid boy is definitely going to be the most difficult I've ever had to work with, and his desperation to make me believe what he was saying was almost pitiful. He was so determined to make us believe that he wasn't crazy, and I knew he wasn't.

The elevator doors soon opened as we both sighed in relief. Finally, we could go home. We both stepped outside the doors as we hurriedly made our way to one of the many exits of the building. This was definitely a disadvantage of working at a hospital, the place was

fucking

huge

.

Go and get some sleep, Kylie. You deserve it. He murmured as we both made our way to our cars, which were parked next to each other.

You too. I smiled before opening the car door, but before I could get in I was interrupted.

Kylie? There's just one more thing I should tell you about Daniel...

And what is that? I asked curiously.

He sighed before biting his lip. If you think that he is going to be easy, then you're wrong.

Like I didn't

already

know

.

Chapter

2

I grabbed the keys to my front door before taking the time and effort to open the extremely stiff lock which would be a struggle every single day. I finally yanked the handle forward before entering my rather small apartment, scowling once I saw the sight of my room-mate Adam, rummaging through the fridge.

Why did you lock the door? I asked in annoyance, rolling my eyes as he turned his head

towards

me

.

I didn't think you were coming back. You are.. He paused before glancing at his wrist watch and raising his eyebrows, "Three hours later than you

normally

are

."

Well, I had to stay behind for work. And then I had to deal with this crazy- Uh, I mean this boy who wasn't very well. I murmured, regretting my words as I spoke. I shouldn't have called him crazy, especially when that was the one word that he couldn't stand.

I'm sorry, I thought you were with your friends or something. Adam spoke sympathetically as he shrugged his shoulders and wandered off to

the

sofa

.

You know, I still haven't had this month's rent off you. I reminded him as I strolled next to him, taking a seat as I eyed him in annoyance.

You'll have it soon, I promise. He said before bringing a cigarette to his lips, quickly grabbing a lighter before setting it alight. I sighed at his inconsideration, he didn't realize that I wasn't exactly loaded with money. I've worked hard my whole life, and I spent years in college trying to achieve what I have now. And now that I've gotten the job that I wanted, I'm spending more money than I should by covering the rent. It's not like I couldn't afford it, it's just that he's not paying for what he should and it annoys me when I have to pay for things myself.

If I don't have it by tomorrow then I'm taking your birthday present back. I smirked, eying his PS3 which was safely kept by the TV. Adam gave me a fake smile before shuffling closer to me, slowly trailing his fingers across my forearm.

Can't we work something out? He asked innocently before his body towered over me, making me feel weaker as his lips hovered

over

mine

.

I'm not falling for this again. I breathed, laughing slightly as he brushed his lips over the corners of my mouth.

Where does my tongue have to be this time? He mumbled against my skin before letting out a deep chuckle, disposing his cigarette in the ash tray. I raised my hand up to run through his soft,

brown

hair

.

Everywhere. I panted before attaching my lips to his, roughly digging my nails into his scalp before his hands came beneath my thighs, picking me up

with

him

.

Let's continue this in the bedroom.

I panted for breath as I effortlessly lay in bed, wearing nothing but bed sheets which were damp from mine and Adam' sweat. I glanced over at him next to me, who eyed me playfully while shuffling himself over to me

some

more

.

You know, I am really trying to get you the money. He murmured as his one arm wrapped around my body, gently kissing my cheek.

I know, Adam. But since I've gotten this job at the hospital I've been getting a lot of money, I sighed before rolling my eyes. I've been thinking about getting a new place. I think I'm a little too old to still be sharing an apartment with my old college friend.

Please, just a few more months, he whined before cuddling me even more. "I'm almost done in college, and then I'm going

to

work

."

Fine. I sighed, making him smile before leaning his lips against my lips softly.

Go to sleep.

I heard a groan beside me as I let out a huge yawn, quickly opening my eyes to see a sleeping Adam beside me. It was always weird when he slept in my bed, like I could never get used

to

it

.

I looked at the clock, 7:27AM. Great, I have enough time to have a shower for today. My legs swung over the edge of the bed before getting up and strolling towards my bathroom. I looked in the mirror as I rolled my eyes. Like always, my light brown hair was

a

mess

.

After I took my shower I quickly wandered off back into my bedroom where Adam still slept. I sighed before changing into my underwear, and then marching over to my closet to look for an outfit.

I settled on wearing a light blue blouse and a black pencil skirt, finishing off with my black flats. Where I worked, you couldn't exactly wear whatever you wanted, you had to look professional.

I applied a normal amount of makeup before drying my hair and leaving it naturally straight. Before leaving I checked the time, 8:15AM. Great, I had enough time to get some breakfast on the way

to

work

.

You're surprisingly early. Gavin murmured as he walked down the hallway with me, entering my office as he had no recent work to do for today.

I didn't want to have a lie in and have to deal with Adam waking up. I said quietly.

Why don't you just move out and get your own place? Gavin asked curiously, raising his one eyebrow.

"Because I'm his friend, and he's having some problems with money. I have to

help

him

."

He seems more than a friend if you're waking up next to him every morning. Gavin smirked, taking a seat next to me as I sat at my desk, patiently waiting for my first client to enter.

We have no relationship, it's just sex, I replied sternly, eying him. And it's none of your business.

Sorry, he chuckled, looking at my handbag as I searched through it before I got out a bagel which was kept in a little paper bag. "Got anything

for

me

?"

Nope. I smiled innocently as I took various bites out of it, making him glare

at

me

.

I can't believe Daniel's your new client, though.

I sighed when he brought him up, it's not as if I was excited about this, I was completely terrified of him. Not only did he practically scream when we were questioning him, but he was obviously harming himself from all of those scratches. I'm dreading to look through his file today to see what exactly is going on

with

him

.

What's he like, anyways? I asked, curiosity in my voice as I spoke.

Well, I've never gave him counseling, but a few of our colleagues have, he trailed off, sighing. "In the past three years, he has been diagnosed with depression, paranoia

and

OCD

."

OCD, really? I asked in disbelief, shaking

my

head

.

He's okay about it now, though. But he still has to keep things organized or he'll have a panic attack. Gavin sighed, looking down as he bit his lip. And doctors are constantly checking on him because they think he might be schizophrenic.

I frowned at all of the things that Gavin was telling me about him. I just had to look through his records and find out everything for myself.

I'm going to find his file. I whispered before setting off into the main office, looking through multiple files before

finding

'

R

'.

I sighed before reading the names aloud. Riley, Ryan, Richards, Randel, Rhodes, Reece, Reid... I sighed in relief once I found his name, luckily he was the only patient with that quaint last name. After finding his file I soon strolled back into my office to read through his records.

I was definitely shocked at the things I found. The constant cleaning and obsession with being germ free, also known as OCD. His multiple suicide attempts, constant paranoia. But most importantly, his visual hallucinations and the voices that has apparently been going on in

his

head

.

It was shocking to know that Daniel had never been involved with any types of drugs. But it was typical that Daniel had a terrible childhood from when he was a toddler. He was left at a young age by his mother, so he was left with an abusive father.

When Daniel was seventeen he ran from home because he was constantly being a problem with his teachers and other students. From contacting the school, he was known as one of the smartest pupils to ever enter the school, with A's in all of his exams. But apparently he was too stubborn, which caused a huge problem.

And apparently from Daniel's words he was constantly called Freak for simply being different, which was the main reason he left school. And after being found by the police, they noticed how odd he seemed and took him to a counselor after getting permission from his father. after speaking to a counselor, she said that he was too quaint to live a normal life. Who also quoted Completely deranged And ever since then he's always been by himself, and has never bothered to have a bright future.

Wow. I whispered to myself, finally sighing once I finished reading the whole thing. After counting them all, Daniel had attempted suicide seven times. If I could, I would definitely give him the biggest hug possible.

I hadn't noticed that I spent two hours reading the whole thing, making me gasp as I noticed the time. It was already 11:10AM. I didn't even know what time I was supposed to be seeing Daniel today. I should've gotten my timetable from the receptionist this morning.

I quickly picked up my office phone, dialing the receptionist's number before impatiently waiting.

..

..

..

"Hello, how can

I

help

?"

Hey, this is Kylie Jones calling from counseling and psychotherapy. I was wondering what time I am seeing my client, Daniel Reid? I asked, desperately hoping it was planned later

this

day

.

The appointment was for 11:00AM, Miss Jones. She spoke, in an annoyed tone that I had already missed it. I sighed before murmuring a 'thank you' and

hanging

up

.

Shit, I was ten minutes late, I had to be quick.

I quickly walked out of my office and to the elevator, impatiently waiting as I pressed the button to the third floor for the

second

time

.

As soon as the doors opened I didn't hesitate on running as no one else was in sight. I may have gotten lost a couple of times because I surely remember taking a lot less time finding his facility before.

I was out of breath when I finally arrived at his facility. I glanced at the nurse from yesterday as she gave me a worried glance. She quickly hurried over to me as she took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket, quickly handing it

to

me

.

Daniel wrote this in the middle of the night, and then he gave it to us. He said quietly as he was right next door. I frowned my eyebrows before unfolding the paper.

-

They request you keep the

noise

down

.

-

I felt a cold rush go right through me, it was actually scary finding notes like these. What could have possessed him to write this? "I'm going to have a long talk

with

him

."

I sighed before pushing the doors to his room opening. I remembered to give him a huge smile so I wouldn't worry him, I had to do that to everyone. Hello, Daniel.

His head snapped up to look at me, his eyes were wide and his scratch marks were quickly healing. "

H

-

Hi

..."

"I'm sorry I'm late, I was just looking through

your

file

."

His light pout soon turned into a big frown as his eyebrows straightened. "I thought you had forgotten

about

me

."

Daniel, why would I do that? I asked playfully as I let out a light chuckle, sitting down opposite him as he sat on his bed. He wore a rather loose black jumper with matching skinny jeans. "Are you comfortable wearing those

all

day

?"

Yes. He replied bluntly, wrapping his arms around himself as if he was trying to cover himself. Why? Does it make me look stupid?

I frowned my eyebrows as his paranoia, no wonder he was diagnosed with it. N-No, Daniel. I just want you to feel comfortable.

I'm sorry. I just don't know what's supposed to look right, I don't really have anyone to tell me how to dress. He murmured as he kept his eyes and head down, staring at

his

lap

.

I replied with an awkward smile as I didn't know exactly how to reply to that. Um, how did you sleep?

Very well, actually.

That's good, then. No noises through the night? I asked with a smile, sneakily trying to bring the note up that he had written.

Daniel's eyes widened before freezing. He quickly sat back against the bed before bringing up the covers to drape over his lap. "N-No, I

was

fine

."

I saw your note. I smiled lightly at him, even though he soon frowned and turned his

head

away

.

"I didn't want to write it..

B

-

But

.."

Daniel, you wrote 'they'. Who's 'they'? I asked calmly as he frowned his eyebrows and parted his lips slightly.

I don't want to answer that. He stated, breathing intensely as I slightly nodded. Well, I guess I couldn't force it out of him, and I know what would happen if I nagged.

Well, I just want to help you. And hopefully we can get you home in the next few days. I said with a smile as his mouth went into one straight line, as if he was angry.

"I don't need to

be

here

."

Daniel, you've attempted suicide seven times-

You think I'm crazy, don't you? He asked nervously.

His hard stare soon turned more nervous and worried as he asked me that question. "I think you're lost, and confused. But crazy? No, I'm pretty sure

you're

not

."

"Well, that's good

to

know

."

He gave me a light smile. I couldn't tell if he meant it because his eyes still looked completely depressed, but at least it was something.

Have you ever considered going to college? I muttered before widening my eyes, smiling.

No, not really.

Why not? You passed all of your exams with full marks! I spoke, encouraging him as my smile went wider and wider.

"Because I don't want to repeat school all over again, I'm happy

right

now

."

I looked at him, my eyebrows frowned as I didn't believe him. How the hell could he be happy when he's tried to kill himself so many times?

You don't seem happy.

No matter what I'll do, I will be the same. He replied sternly.

Why, Daniel? I asked, pouting my lips as his thumb and index finger rose up to his mouth, softly grazing them along his

lower

lip

.

Because I'm a non-entity, I'm nothing.

I couldn't help but frown at all of these insults that he would tell himself. You're more than that, Daniel.

I don't believe you.

He

spat

.

You really don't believe me? Or are the voices in your head telling you to think like that? I asked, quickly regretting what I said as his eyes darkened.

Don't acknowledge them! He yelled, snapping at me as I jumped. It wasn't like last night when he quickly apologized about his loud tone, he was getting darker and darker at the second.

Daniel, I'm sorry-

"

Get

out

."

"Let me talk to you, I want

to

help

-"

That's what they all say, every single one of them! But they don't realize that I will never change, he breathed, glaring at me. Believe me, I want to change. But nothing will stop them! He roared, bringing his index finger to his face as he pointed it against

his

head

.

I had to admit, I was scared. I have never been in this type of situation with a client before, I wasn't prepared, and I felt so helpless. "Let me try and

help

you

."

No! You won't help a fucking thing!

Daniel's sudden outburst was so loud that the nurse came rushing in. She rolled her eyes before searching through her pockets and getting out a syringe needle. She took off the lid and quickly came over to Daniel, making his eyes widen.

Daniel, calm down, okay? Or the nurse will have to sedate you. I said nervously.

I knew you thought I was cra... He trailed off before breathing deeper and slower, not realizing that the nurse had already jabbed the needle into his forearm.

It was heartbreaking when you saw him struggle to get out a few words before his eyes became heavier. He held out his hand to me slowly as I gradually took it, the wanting to let out a tear over

powering

me

.

He's not going to hurt me, there is no need for this. I spat at the nurse, keeping my stare on Daniel as he softly relaxed into the bed as he slowly closed his eyes. His grip around my hand loosened before finally

letting

go

.

A single tear fell from my eye as I watched the boy fall asleep beside me, it was so horrible watching something as bad as this. Daniel just wanted to be heard, I

knew

it

.

He'll be awake in a few hours, don't get too upset.

I sighed before picking up my bag and standing up, making my way outside and back to the elevator. Once I got in I pushed the button to the ground floor and patiently waited. As soon as the door opened I didn't hesitate on making a rather quick exit and making myself fell more at home by getting back to my desk as quickly as possible.

How was your appointment with Daniel? Was it okay? Gavin said as he suddenly walked

beside

me

.

I sighed. "You have

no

idea

."

Chapter

3

It has been four days since I have seen Daniel, and I can honestly say that I'm more than nervous to see him today. It was just the way he talked, like he was stuck in the past. And his scars and scratch marks along his arms and neck which just reached his jawline. There was something about him that

intimidated

me

.

I wasn't going up to meet him today, he was coming downstairs to meet me. He was let out of the facility yesterday which I thought was completely wrong, he should've stayed a little longer. But Daniel didn't exactly show any signs that he needed to be here these past few days. However, we arranged appointments for him twice a week so we could make sure that

he's

safe

.

I flinched when I heard the door knock in my office, but sighed in relief when I saw Gavin peer his head through before flashing me a quick

smile

. "

Hi

."

Hello, Gavin. I said warmly before welcoming him in, he didn't hesitate on sitting down

opposite

me

.

Have you seen Daniel yet? He asked.

He's my last client, then I'm going home. I said with a humble smile as I relaxed into

my

desk

.

Well, good luck. I hope things don't end as bad as they did last time. He smirked before chuckling to himself softly. It was rather funny how he found himself amusing.

He's going to be on his best behavior. I fake smiled, shrugging my shoulders.

That's good then, I hope it goes well anyways. He murmured with a reassuring smile before getting back out of the chair opposite me, saying a quick 'goodbye!' Before leaving.

I was dreading Daniel's appointment.

Are w-we finished now? The woman opposite me asked, the worry in her eyes concerning me as she continued to nervously scratch

her

hand

.

I think we should book another appointment to see if you're progressing. I smiled warmly, when in fact I definitely knew she was in no stable condition to stop her counseling.

Oh, o-okay. She stood up quickly as she headed for the doors, but I made sure to give her a reassuring smile.

See you soon. And remember, try and have breakfast when you wake up. It makes you more energetic! I reminded her as she soon left in a hurry. I sighed as she closed the door, my next appointment was for Daniel.

I sat at my desk as I glanced at the clock, it was 3:57PM. Daniel's appointment for at 4:00PM and then I was leaving at 5:00PM. I just hope he's easy for today, I don't want him ranting and raving like

last

time

.

I groaned before getting up from my leather chair as I was about to stroll into the waiting room. Hopefully Daniel was already here, I didn't want to wait any longer.

As soon as I walked in I spotted Daniel sitting on a waiting chair quietly, his hands intertwined with each other as he stared at them, minding his own business.

I was about to speak aloud but someone's rather loud sneeze erupted beside Daniel, making his eyes widen. The woman who sneezed beside him raised her hands up to her nose as she tried to wipe away the mess she made. Daniel's head slightly turned in her direction, staring at her with parted lips and wide eyes as he stayed silent.

His fingers slowly hooked under his jean pocket, neatly getting out a packet of tissues. He carefully tugged at one before quietly and delicately holding it up in front of the woman, with not a word spoken. The woman gratefully took it off him, murmuring many 'thank yous' but Daniel stayed silent, turning his head back as he intertwined his fingers together again. I couldn't help but smile, he was so polite and timid.

Daniel? I finally asked with a smile, causing his head to snap up with a pout on his lips. He coughed slightly before standing up slowly, walking over to me as I guided him to my office. It was a silent walk, but I wasn't complaining.

We entered my office quietly, but I soon hummed as we both sat down opposite each other. He didn't look relaxed in the slightest, he was so uncomfortable.

Well, Daniel. How are you doing after being allowed to return home? I asked with a polite smile as I scanned over what he was wearing. He wore a rather tight white t shirt with black skinny jeans, finishing off with a

black

coat

.

He hesitated before speaking. "I've been

doing

okay

."

Well, that's good. Is there anything you want to talk about in particular today? Or is it okay if I talk about something else? I asked with raised eyebrows. We hadn't discussed his reason for the suicidal attempts, he never gave anyone an answer apparently. But I was determined to get it out

of

him

.

What do you want to discuss? He asked unenthusiastically, making me hum before answering.

We never really had an answer from you when we talked about what triggered your suicidal thoughts, I spoke just above a whisper as Daniel's eyebrows frowned. We really would appreciate an answer from you, Daniel. So we could work on what's causing your depression.

He let out a sharp breath before staring at the wall, hesitating. His hands soon intertwined with each other again, making him look down suddenly. I waited for him to answer, but nothing. As I was about to speak, his head slowly raised, locking his eyes

with

mine

.

They say that suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem... He trailed off, his eyes soon darkening as his nostrils flared, anger over-powering him. But what if my problem... Isn't so temporary?

Maybe you're just telling yourself that. I whispered, eying every single action that

he

did

.

I'm pretty sure I'm not. He spat, breathing intensely as he tried to calm

himself

down

.

Why isn't your problem temporary then? I asked with raised eyebrows as he pouted, thinking to himself before speaking.

Because... I just... No, I can't speak of it. He murmured quickly, making me mentally roll my eyes. Damn, I nearly got it out

of

him

.

"If you told me, then I can

help

you

-"

You cannot silence power. He said angrily, flaring his nostrils as his breathing quickened. "I've already said

too

much

."

Silence power? I asked with raised eyebrows.

I don't want to discuss this. He stated as his eyes left mine and stared at his hands quickly. I felt so nervous around him, like it was just a feeling that I could never get

used

to

.

If you don't want to talk to me about it, then have you got anyone else to talk to? I mumbled hopefully as my smile soon appeared again. His mouth formed into a straight line before slowly shaking

his

head

.

I have no friends or family.

You haven't got one single friend?

No.

I frowned as I looked down. His life really was terrible, I was just glad that I didn't have to go through what he did. Maybe you should try and meet other people.

No, He repeated, keeping his pout as he shook his head. I don't like the idea of socializing with strangers.

"

Why

not

?"

"They

intimidate

me

."

I let out yet another sigh at Daniel's bluntness. If only he knew how much he intimidated me, or other people. I think that Daniel needed a friend, just someone that he could get comfortable with at least.

What if you spoke to someone who's going through something similar to you? I gestured, making Daniel's eyes widen. "Maybe they wouldn't

intimidate

you

."

"That is an intriguing idea, but I wouldn't know where I could find other people

like

me

-"

I could take you to the facility upstairs for our next appointment, and introduce you to new patients. I offered, expecting to get a negative answer. But something about his eyes lit up, a slight smile appeared.

That would actually be quite a good thing to do. He whispered, making me smile as well as him. Finally, I was making some progress.

We can go in the visiting hours, as long as you're on your best behavior. I warned him, but instead he frowned his eyebrows in confusion.

What could I possibly do to cause mayhem? He asked confusingly, parting his lips as I shrugged my shoulders. He was actually a very polite, and quiet man. I don't know why I

warned

him

.

Nothing. I don't think you'd do anything.

Well, can I go home now? He asked hopefully as I pouted. We hadn't really discussed much, but I can't force him to stay legally.

The appointment ends when you want it to, Daniel. But isn't there anything else you want to discuss?

You already helped me with one thing, isn't that enough?

I guess-

Before I could finish he already stood up in a hurry, causing me to roll my eyes before standing up too and grabbing my bag. He politely held the door open as I walked out, causing a slight smile to appear on

my

lips

.

We walked out together, Daniel being a little confused as to why I was soon walking in the same direction as him. He hummed as I told him that he was my last shift. God, it was awkward walking by the side of him. I really hope his car wasn't

by

mine

.

Thank you for today. He whispered as we got outside, making me smile genuinely

at

him

.

You're welcome, Daniel, I replied as I scanned over him, he didn't seem to be carrying anything on him at all. "How are you

getting

home

?"

I'm going to walk. He murmured with a raised eyebrow, turning around slightly.

"The nearest house or apartment is like a two hour walk away. Can't you just get

a

taxi

?"

I didn't carry money on me. Anyways, I'm fine walking. He spoke quietly as I hesitated to myself.

I... Um... I-I can give you a ride home if you want? I offered, quickly regretting it as a smile appeared on his face. I'm sure we weren't allowed to do this at all, but I couldn't let him walk back on his own, it

was

cold

.

"Really? You'd

do

that

?"

Sure. I fake smiled before guiding him to

my

car

.

Luckily when I opened the door for him he got in, and did not protest about the mess in the front. I wasn't one to keep things clean, I was terrible at that kind of stuff. "Where am I

taking

you

?"

I have an apartment in The Blue Whale. He answered sternly as I nodded, slowly driving out of the parking lot. Luckily I knew where that was, it was a rather expensive place to rent an apartment.

We drove in awkward silence as I gripped around the steering wheel tightly. My eyes were so wide as I just couldn't believe how silent and uncomfortable

this

was

.

I cheered slightly as I stopped outside of the building. Daniel smiled at me genuinely. "Thank you very much. I really

appreciate

this

."

It's no problem. Just remember to take the bus next time, it's a lot easier for you. I chuckled nervously.

I'll remember, thanks again. He said lastly before shutting my car door and walking inside of his apartment block.

I cussed at myself as I drove back home, I can't believe I was dumb enough to offer him a ride home. If anyone saw us then there would be so many suspicions.

This was something that my boss couldn't know about.

Chapter

4

I managed to pull my hair away from my face as I tied it into a simple ponytail for the day. My stare caught my reflection in the mirror before leaving the bathroom to go to work. As I walked through the living room I noticed Adam sprawled out on the sofa beside me. He didn't sleep with me last night, I didn't want

him

to

.

As I entered my office it didn't exactly take me that long to already roll my eyes at someone else's presence. Gavin sprawled along the chair, surprising me that his eyes were closed shut, his arms crossed.

Gavin? I asked in disbelief, completely unimpressed that he was sleeping in my immaculate office. I strolled over to the sleepy figure opposite me, giving a hard force of a push to his shoulder. Instantly his hazel eyes jolted open, eying around the room before panting quickly.

Wow, did I fall asleep? He asked with a gasp, causing me to look at him with a

smug

grin

.

You did. I laughed, rolling my eyes sarcastically before sitting in my office chair. Why are you in here anyway?

He straightened his black button up shirt before quickly standing up, coughing silently to clear his throat. "I uh- um, the door was open so I thought I'd wait

for

you

."

You wanted to wait... for me? I asked in disbelief as I raised my perfectly shaped eyebrow. I was rather skeptical when it came to Gavin, he was always up to something.

You're like, my best friend. He said awkwardly as I still gave him a very confused glance as I revolved around the room in my spinning chair playfully, trying to imagine what he could be doing.

If you're looking for your birthday present then it's not here. I haven't even bought it yet, actually. I murmured with an apologetic smile, causing Gavin's mouth to part open and his eyes to soften.

He crossed his arms, leaning to the side. Seriously? My party's in like two weeks. He groaned, pouting his lips. The thing was, all week me and Gavin have been having this bicker about his birthday present. I promised him I would get him something extraordinary for his twenty-fourth birthday. And ever since he's been hinting what he wanted, and he thinks I've already bought everything. But little does he know I'm the most unorganized person known to humankind. I'll probably end up shopping for a gift ten minutes before the party.

How's Daniel anyways? He asked out of the blue. I bit my lip as I pouted my

full

lips

.

What's the obsession with Daniel suddenly? I joked as he looked down suddenly, biting the inside of his lip. He seemed to be almost embarrassed

about

it

.

I was just wondering...

Well, he's doing well. I said truthfully. He was definitely doing well for that matter.

Gavin's eyes widened in approval, parting his lips. Really?!

I gave him a look of unsure confusion before I finally stopped spinning on the chair, looking straight ahead of Gavin. "Yeah, what's so bad

about

that

?"

No, no. It's good, it's fantastic. Counseling doesn't work for him, at all. He breathed through his nose as an exaggerated laugh, soon grabbing a seat as he was here

to

talk

.

Then why is he being given sessions all the time if it doesn't work? I asked suspiciously before biting the inside of my cheek.

He's not allowed antidepressant pills in case, you know... He trailed off, widening his eyes as he indicated me to the multiple suicidal attempts

from

him

.

Hours passed, speaking to mentally ill and depressed people was just the normal routine for me nowadays. I'm glad to help them, but I honestly believe that some of them will stay deranged forever.

It was already 3:00pm, which was the scheduled time for mine and Daniel's session. We weren't normally allowed to take so called 'patients' into the facility for the unstable mentally ill. But this was what you would call 'therapeutic'.

I strolled into the waiting room as I silently hoped Daniel wasn't late so I could get this session over with. It wasn't like I didn't like spending time talking to Daniel, but it's that he seemed to feel uncomfortable whenever we talked, he barely smiled.

As I expected, Daniel was sitting in the same seat as last time. Keeping everything to himself as he warily looked at the floor momentarily, twitching his thumbs in boredom. Daniel? I called, causing his head to raise in an instant, sighing in relief before slowly getting up and walking

towards

me

.

Remember what we talked about last time? I asked as we both walked along the hallway path. About going into the facility to socialize with other patients?

Yes, I remember. He said clearly yet mumbled at the same exact time. His facial expressions showed that he wasn't exactly up for it like he was in our last session, something was

bothering

him

.

Are you okay? Do you want to talk first?

No, I'm uh- I'm fine. He spoke just above a whisper, finally raising his head as he began to increase his pace. I wasn't fond of speed-walking.

Minutes passed until we were outside the doors. Daniel's frown instantly turned into a fake smile as soon as we entered the doors, keen to impress if I may say so. Daniel, who do you think seems friendly? I asked as I looked along the facility in front of me. There was another hall with many glass doors and walls. It was like a rather big see-through house. There was a TV room, lunch area, garden, and sleeping area. I was just glad Daniel was willing to

do

this

.

Daniel's Point

of

View

I had just about enough strength in me to not acknowledge the constant stares I was getting from walking patients. One by one, they were walking past, looking at my features, and discovering me. I warily took steps forward with Kylie, still keeping my smile as I nervously entered the first room that Kylie decided. "Does he look friendly enough

to

you

?"

I turned my head in direction of where she was pointing. There sat a man with light grey hair, peacefully eating a bowl of some type of cream colored soup. It was hard not to notice the quaintness in him, softly murmuring indistinct words to himself. "I don't want to

befriend

him

."

Oh, okay then. We can find someone else, maybe.

Kylie nudged my arm before I quickly followed her around. She merely greeted various different nurses multiple times. I envied Kylie desperately, I wanted to have people to talk to. I needed it. I needed it more than her, more than anyone.

We came to a stop once we stood in the garden, giving me and Kylie fresh air as she let out a sigh. I saw various patients socialize in the small area, smiling, laughing, and even crying. But yet again, I envied them. Kylie was first to find a wooden bench, inviting me to sit with her but I kindly declined. I wanted to explore.

Can I.. Can I take a look around? I asked, masking the hopefulness within me as I kept my stern expression.

"Oh, um- of

course

,

yeah

."

I cut her off mid-sentence, ignoring her as I took off into a different direction. I preferred it here, I didn't feel as intimidated whenever I'm walking along the street. I just liked knowing that I wasn't the only one here with... problems.

I entered a random room, finding it completely empty except for someone in the corner. It was the ward, where some slept. There were many rooms like this, even I had my own room when I stayed here. There were two beds here, one was occupied as the girl sat at her bed, oblivious to my entrance. I felt a sense of comfort as she didn't even look at me, I liked being unacknowledged sometimes.

I warily walked over to her, she merely looked at sixteen years old. Maybe younger. Her light brown hair covered her left eye as she kept her head down. She must've sensed me sitting on a chair opposite her, but ignored it. I wasn't one for speaking first, but I was willing to give it

a

try

.

My name is Daniel. I said, almost shyly as her skinny frame shifted away a bit, wanting to

back

up

.

My counselor brought me up here to try and make friends. I spoke again, trying to catch her attention. Soon enough her arms uncrossed, giving me a chance to eye them. They were smothered in tiny white, regretful scars. My first thought was that she did this to herself, which I thought was unnecessary.

M-My name is Rose. She whispered, looking up at me agonizingly slow. Her blue eyes catching my

green

ones

.

You're covered in scars. I stated bluntly as I scanned her all over. I sought to

know

why

.

Her eyebrows frowned sooner than anything, making me partly regret what I said. I didn't want people getting mad at

me

. "

What

?"

I-I have them too. I quickly spoke, glancing at my jacket. If only she saw what was underneath this. I think my neck was enough for her imagination to explore.

You're nervous. Why is that? She asked, suspicion taking over as she warily eyed my bothered state.

I just... I speak to people like you often. They sometimes scare me. I said, breathing intensely as my stare left hers. I was afraid, I was scared that she'd wear away. I wanted one of them, these non-entities, I just wanted one to talk

to

me

.

What are you talking about? She asked in confusion, causing me to shake my head. I knew she wouldn't understand. No one does, no one. She doesn't realize what

she

is

.

You won't hurt me, will you? I asked, desperately needing an answer. I've been told many times that people like her wouldn't hurt me, but I was sometimes

lied

to

.

No, I won't.

Kylie and I had finished the session, we were already by the front doors.

I hope you met some nice people. She whispered, smiling slightly. Oh, but I did. I met a girl, she didn't understand what I was going through, and I couldn't relate to her. But she wasn't horrible, not like the rest

of

them

.

Thank you for today. I said in appreciation. I began to look at Kylie as she smiled at me sympathetically. How come she's given me more help than anyone in the past week? I didn't understand how she did that. But I was grateful, I looked forward to our sessions.

I'll see you next Tuesday, Daniel. She smiled, patting my back softly as I gasped. Her touch almost made me numb sometimes. I liked the way her hands felt, they were soft, gentle.

I started walking home, a two hour walk wasn't long to me. I had a lot of time on my hands, I didn't listen to Kylie by taking

the

bus

.

The walk was quiet, simple. There were times when I saw people lurk around me but I decided to ignore them, they were nothing.

I got to my apartment door, scurrying through my pocket as I was in search for my keys, which I soon found. I opened the front door momentarily, awaiting someone to greet me... or something.

I-I'm back. I stammered, showing my vulnerability and fear as soon as I entered my apartment. I cautiously made my way to my white marble kitchen, in desperate need to eat some dinner. It was nearing

7

:

00PM

.

I opened the fridge door, inspecting the food choices in front of me. I grabbed the sliced ham and some butter, a nice ham sandwich should be enough to quench my hunger. I washed my hands first, not wanting to get any bacteria on my dinner, not that I was dirty anyway. I just had to

make

sure

.

As I grabbed the bread I saw something pass in the corner of my eye. I slowed down my actions as I recognized it was here, but pretending like I didn't realize it just yet. I shakily made my sandwich before cutting it into four, taking the plate with me to my bedroom. I sat on my bed cross legged, peacefully eating before someone would

interrupt

me

.

Daniel.

I jumped out of my skin as I dropped my plate to the floor, smashing it in pieces. But I didn't care right now, it

was

here

.

'You're trying to escape us.' My heart rate got faster rapidly, hearing the voices,

hearing

them

.

I-I have to go. If I don't then they'll t-take me away. I stuttered as I breathed intensely, hopelessly speaking to myself. I've been told that if you talk to them, it brings them in more. But I was too scared to

ignore

them

.

Please don't hurt me. I pleaded, biting my lip as I backed up against the bed. I didn't want to do this, it showed them my vulnerability.

I'm not crazy, I'm just special. I can do things others cannot. I can see things that I'm not supposed to see, I can hear voices that I shouldn't. It's what I accepted twenty-three years ago. It wasn't

going

away

.

Chapter

5

Kylie's Point

of

View

It was extremely late at night. I was fast asleep, so was Adam in my bed. I didn't realize that I was about to be awoken.

My body was pressed up against Adam' when my eyes batted open, realizing what position we were in until I shuffled away. I thought I had awoken to my faulty alarm clock, but it was my ring tone. I groaned to myself as I thought why someone was calling me in the middle of the night. My first thought was that something had happened at work, like a patient had gone crazy. And suddenly my thoughts went straight to Daniel.

Hello? I finally answered my phone as I glanced at my alarm clock; it was

2

:

37AM

.

Miss Kylie Jones? A man asked, sounding rather professional so I instantly knew it was something relevant

to

work

.

Yes? Is everything okay? I asked worriedly, waking Adam up as I heard a soft groan

from

him

.

We need you to get down to the Blue Whale apartments, he spoke.

I instantly remembered