The Psychopath's Doctor (His cure)

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ough the stillness of the morning with its harsh tones. "Oh, please don't tell me it's already 6:30 AM," I thoug

, squinting against the harsh light filtering through my window. As I sat up, I scanned m

le landscape of discarded outfits from my frantic search for the perfect dress for my date with Nathan the previous night. Shoes were ki

e of the bed. I slipped on my well-worn flip-flops, which were desperately in need of replacement, and st

aline from my date with Scott coursing through me, a rush that made me eager to tidy everything up and restore some semblance of order. My mind r

ense of accomplishment. Then, I paused, my energy waning as the reality of the morning sunk in. I toss

cool tiles beneath my feet contrasted sharply with the warmth of my skin, and I felt the need for a rejuvenating splash of cold water on my face. As I squeezed the t

ind of impression I would make if my younger brother, Royce, happened to catch me in this disheveled state. I could practically hear his laughter ringing in my ears; it would undoubtedly be a field day for him if he

ed huff as I picked up my toothbrush and began the mundane task of brushing my teeth. I was determined not to let my brother's te

p but feel a wave of relief wash over me at the thought of him leaving home to head off to college. The idea of not having to deal with his incessant teasing and annoying habits g

ar, have always been overwhelming for me-a constant whirlwind of stress and anxiety. It's a day that never seems to go smoothly, fraught with countless tasks that pile up all at once. Just thinking

ody was heavenly, and as the first droplets hit my skin, I couldn't help but gasp in delight, feeling every tense muscle begin to relax. There was something rejuvenating about a warm s

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d for a moment, glancing at my reflection and thinking to myself, "Okay, perhaps I'm not trying to brag here, but honestly, I look quite beautiful today." While I knew that I wasn't exactly the epitome of a classic figure 8, I felt confident in my average yet well-

nted me on, expressing admiration for my body shape. It was always gratifying to hear such words of aff

t the thought, feeling a swell of confidence as I finished applying the lip gloss and placed it carefully into my bag, ready for whatever the day had in store. With

r, I immediately noticed that my mom's expression didn't seem to match the delightful scent of pancakes and freshly brewed coffee; she appeared somewhat unhappy, and an immediate wave of concern washed over

t lit up her face, and as if on cue, I let out a chu

ere she was already seated, her presence radiating comfort and love. I settled down c

d, gesturing toward a beautifully plated dish that instantly sent a wave of excitement coursing th

Just then, I caught the sound of Royce scoffing from the other side of the

r waking up," I remarked, feigning indignation, my to

," he replied, rolling his eyes in an all-too-

able to contain my laughter, the sheer abs

jealous?" His exaggerated scoff echoed in the kitchen, causing both of us to erupt into laughter once more. It was a common occurrence; Royce

your favorite food when you return from school," she said, a smile breaking across her face as if

earlier resentment swiftly forgotten in the warmth of our laughte

a huff. The last thing I needed this morning was to be delayed by that annoying kid. I shook my head in frustration, t

" he said, and I immediately looked up from my plate. Whenever he uses that particular nickname, i

brow expectantly, my mind already bracing it

biting his lip nervously. I noticed the way his eyes darted a

ened to your drive?" I was curious to know why he suddenly couldn't use his own

ed someone to talk to. I would love to drive myself, but Mom still thinks I'm too young to handle it," he continued, a slightly exaggerated note of exasperation cre

brother. Please drop him off at school." My mom's gentle pleading cut through my annoyance, and I let out a wear

ut of my car," I remarked, my voice laced with mock seriousness. He nodded in re

e road," I said, finally rising fro

tes since I sat down!" Royce protested, his brow furrowi

en more than three minutes! Please don't be the reason I end up late for work today," I retorted, my impatience starting to bubble t

er, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on her cheek -

e replied cheerfully, her voice light and full of warmth

ed no time in starting the engine and backing out of the drive

my head slightly to check on Royce. "Is something going on with Mom? She seems a little o

ly serious, sending a chill down my spine. I gasped, shocked by the sev

ality, realizing how easily distractions could lead to trouble while driving. I quickly redirected my attention to

t. My dad is a really calm person and he seem to love mom

e dad didn't actually go for a business trip but he's with another wom

oman??, How could he do this to mo

I'm scared that mom might

. I'm so dissapointed in dad "I mutte

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ide the hospital, I'm so pressed that if I don't use the restr

low colleagues greeted but I just waved at them rushing

m and rushed into it headi

d out. F**k I thought my bladder will b

im?, Whenever I call him he doesn't pick up and annoyingly he doesn't return back my calls. It just

eath the surface. It seemed like every time I reached out, my calls went unanswered. Even more annoyingly, he had developed a habit of completely ignoring my attempts to reconnect-no missed call notifications, no texts, nothing. It was as if I was engaged in a one-

aughter nearby. The vibrant giggles and chatter of a group of women pierced through my thoughts like an unexpected burst of energy. I hadn

d, her tone infused with mock exasperation that

e. "Have you guys heard the latest scoop about Mr. A

fe and nearly went after the last doctor they ass

ir curiosity piqued by

ay he'd receive the proper treatment he needs," one of the women asserted with a hint of disdain. "I me

unwittingly drawn into the dynamic exchanges, eager to learn more about the peculiar situation surrounding

hurting everyone else," I overheard, and a lump formed in my throat as I

ver going to be cured? I simply cannot bear the thought of him causing harm to our

why did it have to be her?. They should have appointed d

been nothing but a thorn in our side, a constant source of uneas

octor Kimberly is in serious trouble; he's clearly on a path

e afraid of the very words escaping her lips. "Let's just pray that she makes it out of

nxiety. What on earth are they talking about? Wait a minute... Doctor Collins who is Doctor Collins' patient that they keep discuss