“”Tell me about your hopes and your dreams?” the patient licks his lips and ponders the question
””Go on, if I’m to help you, I need to know” an awkward silence ensues, the clock ticks…
”There’s nothing here to be afraid of.” the patient fidgets, his eyes shift back and forth
“Don’t you want me to help?” the patient nods
“So then let me” tears form in the patients eyes
”Why did you come here?” a sob escapes from the patients throat
”Does it hurt to think about it?” he feels a thin film of cold sweat forming
”Why? Why does it hurt?” the patient squeezes his eyes shut
”Tell me so that I can help you” even tighter
”Tell me yours fears…” the patient open his eyes
”What keeps you up at night?” they look glazed
”What do you dream about?” a vein pulses in the patients forehead
”I want to be your friend” his muscles tense
Let me be your friend” a smile forms on the patients lips
”That’s better” he rises from the couch
”Please sit back dow…..” and grabs hold of the throat
and whispers one word
and that word is
“ Betrayal”
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