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@doctor-donner
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— i’ll be the one if you want me to, anywhere i would have followed you. & i am feeling so small, it was over my head — i know nothing at all. & i will stumble and fall, i’m still learning to love… just starting to crawl.
I didn't know you played piano.
Ugh.
No. You’re not my mother.
Obviously.
What do you want me to do about it?
Ugh.
-she turns quickly; wiping at the sweat on her forehead- what does it look like?
Don't be a smart ass.
Get to bed.
Ugh.
Fucking hell.
Davis, it's 12am. What are you doing?
Closed session ||Dr.Donner, Miss Russo, Dr.Meyers
The doctor shuffled all the papers on her desk into one pile before sliding them into her drawer and telling herself she would deal with them later. The other two people participating in this session should here soon, She thought sitting up straighter in her chair. Her mind pondered how the session would play out, with an eager colleague
Meyers smiled at the other doctor when she came into the room. “I am faring well today, how are you?” She said folding her hands over her desk before hearing the door open again. The doctor’s head snapped to the door eyes turning hard, but the same smile on her face. “Thank you, we’ve got her from here.” Michelle said to the men who brought the young blonde into the room. “Miss Russo, have a seat would you?” She asked noticing that Mae hadn’t spoken a word since Emilia came into the room.
Listening to the doctor, Emilia quickly took a seat in the only empty chair. Her heart was racing; faster, faster. She thought it was going to explode right out of her chest. She had to say something, but her mouth was dry.
When the sound of the orderlies leaving finally silenced the room, this was thought to be the perfect chance for the blonde to speak. “Why am I here?” Green orbs darted from staff member to staff member.
"That's good to hear, and I'm doing well also, thank you." The doctor replies with a chuckle, using a pen to begin jotting down different pieces of information inside the notebook in her lap. Emilia was not a patient that she had much experience with, so she would allow Meyers to lead whatever tests she was planning to conduct.
She looks to the patient as the girl takes a seat, her clearly faked innocence making her laugh once again as she shrugs in response. "Well, I'd hope you're already aware that you're here for your treatment. There has certainly ben alot of thought put into the procedure."
Well.
Really? Because you’re threatening Vanessa. And the last time I hurt anyone, it was me stabbing a knife into your stomach for hurting her.
I'm the only thing keeping that girl sane and grounded at the moment.
Face it, she needs me more than she needs you.
Closed session ||Dr.Donner, Miss Russo, Dr.Meyers
The doctor walked into her office sitting lightly in her chair. She eyed the ‘closet’ door where all of her tools and equipment lay. Her hands were itching for an experiment with a patient. Luckily, she knew exactly which one she could use. Michelle smirked as she ran her hands through her files. She knew that she needed Miss Russo’s file in particular. That particular patient had stuck a nerve in the doctor. Bad mistake.
Her hand lifted to her black cord phone so that she could call her associate, Dr. Donner down to her office. Michelle had gotten her to agree to this session because their techniques were both, ah, peculiar. Then once she had contacted her, Michelle paged for her patient to be sent down for her punishment session.
Emilia had just been in the common room all day, her eyes glued to the television, bored as always. But in the middle of a cheesy movie she’d never even seen before, a couple guards grabbed her and brought her to an office; one she’d never been in before.
Oh god, oh god, oh god. When it hit her, she knew exactly where she was going. Sure, Em was never the best patient when it came to most staff members, but there was one that really got under her skin, and right now she wished she could be anywhere but here.
Donner had been expecting the kid's session to occur sometime within the next few days, receiving the call and exiting her office immediately after. She didn't ask many questions on the nature or plans for the treatment as it was obvious that the patient had done something to anger the other Doctor, who seemed to have a sudden thirst to prove that she was not the best member of the staff to cross.
But Mae couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of it all, making her way through the hallway before opening the door of the woman's office without bothering to knock. To her good fortune, their patient hadn't arrived yet, so she carefully moves to the opposite side of the room, her hands crossing over her lap with a smirk. "Hello Doctor Meyers, and how are you today?" It was only a few minutes later that a few guards had pulled their patient into the room, causing her to fall quiet as she took time to observe.
Well.
-Megan moves forward suddenly, hand wrapping around Mae’s throat as she slams her into the wall-
Watch it Fields, you're a bit to comfortable in your surroundings.
We both know you won't.
Well.
Is there a point to this game or do you just want me to snap?
I'm just curious as to what you opinion is on the subject.
Though perhaps I'm mistaken. I mean, I didn't hear you begging me to save her.
Well.
Who would want to risk there ass protecting someone else all the time? Hard life, I almost feel bad.
Well.
Were you always such a mentally fucked up bitch or did it develop over time?
Oh I hit a nerve. That must mean you believe it.
Can't say I blame her though, she'd be better off elsewhere.
Well.
I’m sorry that stab wound wasn’t more fatal.
Sorry?
She seemed a little reluctant to agree though, maybe she doesn't care about you as much as you think.
Well.
I swear to god if you harm a single hair on her head…
You'll what? You won't do anything, because you know how much worse it could be. Besides, it's not like she'd feel it.
Face it, right now she thinks she needs me to keep you, or rather her, safe.
Well.
And you got exactly what you wanted out of it…didn’t you?
Of course I did.
I would have gotten it either way.
Well.
…dammit.
Thats right.
Well.
If I knew I wouldn’t be asking, would I?
Oh, common. I know you're not that dense.
Well.
Then who did she ask you to help?
Who do you think?
