Many Of Horror

Alex's POV

"What happened Alex? You was doing so well." My therapist said.
Jack had to go to school which meant I was left in this shithole of my own while being on suicide watch which I fucking hated as I always have a stupid nurse following me unless I was with the therapist or with Jack.

I didn't answer the therapist.
"Alex, how can you get better when you don't open up about emotions and feelings?" He asked.
I looked at him.
"I've managed just fine without talking about my emotions and feelings." I said.
"Well you clearly aren't fine otherwise you wouldn't of tried to kill yourself." He said and looked at me.
"For the last fucking time I didn't try and kill myself! I fucking relapsed which clearly can't happen because in your fucking eyes it's not part of recovery." I said loudly.
"It is part of recovery. But normally people wouldn't cut as deep as you did or lose it like you did." He said.
"Well if you bothered reading my fucking notes you can clearly see I cut deep and lose my head in the progress." I snapped.
He looked at me.
I glared at him.
"Still want me to open up? Get fucking stuffed." I growled.
"Yes I do want you to open up. Your not going anywhere until you open up a little." He said seriously.
I scoffed and got up and walked towards the door.
"You walk out that door and I'll make sure you don't go home for Christmas." He threatened.
"You threatening me?" I asked.
"Need to do something since you have been here for nearly a month and you haven't opened up. Normally people would of opened at little." He said.
"Well I'm not like normal people. And in the future don't threaten me." I said seriously.
I turned round and walked into a nurse.
"Get back in there Alex." He sighed.
"You can't keep me in there against my will." I said and crossed my arms.
"Just do it Alex. Maybe Jack can stay round tonight if you really want him too." The nurse said.
I sighed and turned back round and sat in the chair.
"Thank you Bert." The therapist said.
I just rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"Come on Alex just on little thing." The therapist said.
I sighed and thought about it.
"I've got all day Alex." He said.
"So do I." I said and went and sat on the floor.
"Do you want to get better?" He asked.
"Do you need air to breathe?" I asked sarcastically.
"Yes I do need air to breathe." He said.
"Then there's your answer in me wanting to get better." I said.
"You have to talk in order to get better." He said.
I rolled my eyes again.
"Rather spend my life in this shithole than talk about my past." I said.
"So you would rather spend your life here than living your life with your boyfriend?" He asked.
"Jack can do better than me. Someone less fucked up." I said quietly and hugged my knees.
"He doesn't think your messed up." He said.
"He might not say it but he thinks it. I know he does." I said and rested my chin on my knees.
"If he does then why is he still with you? Most people would of left by now." He said.
"He's with me out of pitty." I said quietly.
"I don't see a person being with you out of pitty. I see someone generally in love with you." He said.
I sighed for the thousandth time today.
"Do you love him?" He asked.
I looked at him.
"What sort of question is that? Course I love him. He's the only thing keeping me alive." I said.
"Then why are you think like that he's going out with you out of pitty?" He asked.
"Come on don't you doubt your Mrs?" I asked.
"Not married or in a relationship." He said.
"Well it sucks to be you then." I sighed.

I had been in therapy for nearly 2 hours and I was starting to get really shitty.
"How many more fucking times do I have to say this. I am not telling you about my past!" I said loudly.
"Until you give in and tell me." He said.
"Get fucked." I growled.
"Why won't you say?" He asked.
"Because it's my business and not yours." I said.
He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"You are bloody hard work do you know that?" He asked.
"So i have been told." I said.
He chuckled.
"I'll let you go. But you have to tell me one thing about you and I'll tell you one thing about me." He said.
"Okay, i have 2 older brothers." I said.
"Needs to be a bit more than that." He said.
I sighed.
"Fine. My dad has ran off back to England and my mother has disowned me and my brothers. There happy now?" I said.
"Okay that's good." He said.
"Now you tell me something about yourself." I said.
"Okay, I has recently got a divorce." He said and looked down.
"Wow, that sucks." I said.
He nodded.
"Can i go?" I asked.
"Yes you can. I'll see you tommorow." He said.
I nodded and walked out.

"If its okay with you can Zack come and see you?" Jack asked.
I smiled.
"Yeah, need to see someone elses face which isnt yours." I said and looked at him.
"Hey!" Jack laughed and pushed me onto my back and sat on me.
I chuckled.
"I mean all you do is hog the bed." I said.
"And you don't?" He chuckled.
"Nope I have what little bed I can get." I said with a smiled and kissed him.
Things was just about getting heated when a nurse walked in for checks.
"What does a guy have to do to get laid now?" I groaned and looked at the nurse.
"Not be on suicide watch. Which you only have 3 more days off and then you two can do whatever you want." The nurse said.
Me and Jack just groaned.
The nurse chuckled.
"Lights out you two. I'll be back in an hour if you want a quick one." They chuckled.
"The mood has gone thanks." I said.
They just shook their head and walked out the room.
"Has the mood really gone?" Jack pouted.
"No, I was just saying it to get them away." I said and kissed him hard and ran my hands down his chest.

"You know, maybe not being in suicide watch would be a great help because then we wouldn't get caught." Jack said as he messed with my hair.
I chuckled.
"Oh well. Won't be first and definitely won't be the last." I said and looked at him.
He smiled and kissed the top of my head.
"Go to sleep." He yanwed and got comfy.
"Cant but I'll let you sleep." I saod quietly and traced my finger round his chest.
I looked at Jack and he was asleep.
I smiled and just spent thw night watching him sleep.

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