New Patient

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??:I just wanna talk mi amor

She looks at her patients

Y/n:I will be right back...

She places chucky on the table and walks to Dylan.

Y/n:I don't wanna talk to you Dylan

Dylan:mi amor please I'm sorry that I hit you...

Chucky and the others could here

Billy:you hit her!?

Billy storms over with a knife.

Y/n:Billy Billy no im fine

He looks at her

Y/n:billy..give me the knife..

He slowly hands it to her

Y/n:thank you..please go finish your breakfast

He walks away.

Dylan:ah oh what the fuck!

He looks and sees Stu had jabbed a fork into his arm. He picks him up by he shirt.

Dylan:you fucking asshole!

Y/n:Dylan please let him go!

Dylan throws him across the room. Stu goes flying into the wall.

Y/n:omg Stu!

She looks at Dylan

Y/n:you need to leave right now!

She runs over to Stu and helps him up

Y/n:stu a-are you ok..i-im I'm so sorry...

Stu:relax kiddo I'm fine

She smiles and nods. They sit back at table and chucky hops back in her lap. Soon it was activities time.

They were all outside. Y/n was sitting alone and singing to herself. Norman and Michael walk over sitting on the ground in front of her

Norman:y-you h-have a b-beautiful v-voice M-Ms Y-Y/n..

Y/n:awe thank you Norman..

Micheal:sing for us please?

He writes on a paper.

Y/n:o-oh i- I don't know...

Michael writes down and shows it to her

Michael:please beautiful? For me?

She smiles as she read it out loud.

Y/n:o- ok..

She plays instrumental music.

Y/n:i- uh my mother wrote this song two years ago..

She clears her throat and began to sing.

Y/n:hmm..oh hmm..last night I prayed on a fallen star..

Dr Jones walked outside with a new patient

Dr Jones:what in the world..i- I've never seen them this calm...

He says looking at the boys who's in a group on the floor looking at Ms Y/n who's singing to them. Chucky was on her lap.

Jayden:they have seem to like her

Back with Y/n and the group.

Y/n:and even though I'm not there to tuck you in everyday...

Dr Jones: Ms Y/n could you come here?

Y/n:would you like to come chucky?

Chucky:sure

Holding Chucky she walks over to them.

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