Chapter 34
“They’re really common,” I continue, “but not usually to this extent. But we learned, in my program, that when they’re really severe they can present with the intensity of a heart attack…”
He doesn’t look at me or say a word. I bite my lip, feeling suddenly sorry for him. I can’t help it. I’ve never really been able to see another person in pain and not want to help them.
“You know,” I say quietly. “There are doctors that can help you with this sort of thing. You shouldn’t suffer like this, if they happen all the time.”
“I don’t need to see a doctor.” He says, his voice determined.
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I roll my eyes at him, a gesture I’m not sure I’d make if he were looking at me.
“Well, if you don’t want to see a doctor,” I say, hesitating again. “Maybe I could help?”
He lifts his head, his eyes open now. “How could you possibly help me.”
I purse my lips, frustrated. “I mean, I am a trained therapist. I wouldn’t think you’d forget that, considering it’s how we met.”
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He laughs a little. “Yes, Fay’s little certificate,” he says, his voice
derisive.
“Kent, this can be a seriously debilitating mental condition-“1
say, but he interrupts me.
“I have spoken to my doctor, Fay,” he says. “There is nothing
wrong with me.”
But my training, and my desire to help, push back against my instinct to follow his command. “You have an anxiety disorder, Kent,” I say, my voice serious.
He just laughs at me. “An anxiety disorder? A mental illness?
Sissies make those up terms so they can have an excuse for why
they’re so inadequate.”
With that, he pushes himself to his feet. I do too, blocking the door with my body. “It’s not for sissies – it’s an important aspect of your
health-”
“Fay,” he says, angry with me, pressing his hand flat against the door so that I’m trapped between him and the exit. “Do you know what would happen to me in this world, if word ever got out that I
have some kind weakness in my mind?”
I hesitate. I can guess, but I choose silence.
“I’d be dead, Fay.” He says, glaring at me. “If they ever found my
body, it’d be at the bottom of a lake with cinder blocks for shoes.
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And while I was missing, all of my enemies would come – like the carrion birds they are- and pick pick pick-“he taps the top of my head, like a little bird pecking – “at the world I’ve worked so hard
to build.”
I stare up at him, not knowing what to say.
“So, if you don’t mind,” he says, still glaring, “I think I’ll decline your offer of mental health services.”
He pushes himself up off the door and I step aside so he can leave. He twists the handle, but he hesitates before he pulls it open. “You will tell no one what you witnessed tonight. Ever. Not even Daniel. Do you understand?”
Slowly, I nod as he strides out of my room and down the hall.
I watch him go, still shocked at the events of the evening.
Then, a slow smile creeps over my face.
Well. It looks like I finally got my first little piece of power in this
mafia game. The question was, how would I use it?
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