His Therapist

17

I'm in a writing mood today!  Oh by the way there will be something going on in this chapter so pay close attention. Enjoy! Just a filler

Monah

"Hey Trish do you know who's coming in today?", I asked one of my favorite receptionist as I sipped from my cup. "Mhm it seems like it's a new patient by the name of Alisha Brownings", she replied after typing for a few minutes. Nodding a bit before thanking her I made my way to my office to prepare for the new patient, is it weird to say I love getting new people it's just something about meeting different people that excites me it sparks interest. I heard the main door buzz which means someone was paging to come inside, smoothing out my skirt I stood up as a light skin woman made her way inside.

"Hello how are you my name is Monah Hicks you may have a seat", I greeted with a warm smile as she huffed a bit taking a seat on the couch. Grabbing a clean notepad I flipped it opened taking a seat in my chair, "Alisha right? Do you mind telling me something about you?", I asked watching her fiddle with her sleeve, she looked a bit paranoid as she continuously looked over the room never once looking at me. Just by these actions let me know that she was afraid of something or someone.

"Look there's not much for me to say I'm just tryna get better for the sake of my daughter", she spoke finally looking at me. "Would you mind telling me what's wrong? I need to know so I can see what I can do for you", I informed lightly tapping my pen. "Look lady I'm really not trying to have you in my business like that ok? Imma keep it simple my baby father took my daughter from me and I want her back simple as that I've missed damn near half of her life because he wants to be a selfish bastard just tell me ways to fight for her that's all I'm asking you trying to get too personal ion know you like that!", she snapped causing her face to turn red. I knew that it was more to her story and of course it wasn't my place to force it out of her I'm starting to learn to let them open up to me.

She soon began to breakdown tugging at her sleeve again, I couldn't help but noticed the tiny dark bruises that became visible. Handing her the box of Kleenex she snatched it wiping her face furiously. "I-I just want to be clean, I've been on this shit for 7 years now my baby girl is 5 and I haven't seen her since she was nearly one I did some fucked up shit that I wasn't proud of and I want her back. I just want my baby back he took her and ran off with her", she cried into her hands. "Ma'am the first step is checking into a rehabilitation institute, there you will do a minimum of 10 sessions to get clean. Your next step is to get a lawyer, I can refer you one if you like you can explain to him what's going on and he'll tell you the routes to getting your daughter back", I explained to her pulling out two business cards handing them to her.

As she reached for them I couldn't help but notice the initials tattooed on her wrist with angel wings on each side NAA. She quickly stood up in a panic startling me a bit. "I-I got to go", was all she said before quickly darting out of the room. Not only was I shaken up from her sudden mood swings but the letters on her wrist stood out to me, something was going on and I can't quite put my finger to it. Looking over the bits and pieces that I've written for her I had a strong feeling this won't be the last time that I'll see her.
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"Mhm what else do I need for you?", I mumbled to myself walking down Pet Smart aisles looking for items for Tote. I decided to get a dog after all to ease my loneliness, he was a yorkie which was exciting because he's going to stay this small forever. Cradling him in my arms as he slept I pushed the buggy throwing random items inside. "Mo!", someone squealed, turning my head to the voice I seen Nani running towards me in full speed. "Nani", I called squatting down opening up my one arm for her to hug me. "I miss you sooo much Mo why I don't see you no more?", she frowned after pulling away. "Sweetheart I wish I had a answer to that but I don't you'll have to ask your daddy", I smiled rubbing her cheek a bit. "Speaking of daddy Nani where is he because I know he told you not to run off in a store that's dangerous", I raised an eyebrow as she rubbed Tote's head.

As happy as I was to see her it still was wrong for her to run off without his acknowledgement. Before she could answer he shouted her name from the next aisle over, "Nani!", the bass in his voice scared me and I wasn't the one who was in trouble. "I'm here daddy with Mo!", she called out not thinking twice about what she did was wrong. He hit the corner stopping when he got near us, "Nani don't ever do that shit again", he grumbled with a scowl on his face.

"I sorry daddy I seen Mo daddy I missed her a lot", she tried explaining rubbing her eyes indicating she was about to cry. Looking over at me his expression softened up, rubbing the back of his neck slightly he picked Nani up pecking her cheek a few times. "I know chunk", he rubbed her back, I on the other hand felt nervous to be in his presence, it's been a while since I've actually seen August and seeing him today I didn't know what to feel. "Wassam Monah", he greeted with a small smile. "Hello August it's nice seeing you again, it's been a minute", I spoke back rubbing Tote's stomach as he whimpered. "I know look my bad fa disappearing on you like dat I just felt like a nigga was good", he shrugged a bit tugging at his chin hair. "Baby there you go you guys left me with the snakes", a woman walked near us cutting me off from what I was about to say next.

Baby? I furrowed my eyebrows as she grabbed his hand looking me up in down in the process. "Mo you come get me soon?", Nani looked over at me with hopeful eyes. I couldn't just say yes and August not agree to it, "I don't know sweetheart August could I spend time with Nani?", I asked ignoring the glares I was receiving from his girlfriend. "Nani ya know you going to be with Aunt Chan fa the week", he remind her in which she frowned. "But daddy I see aunt Chan lots I don't see Mo no more please I be a good girl", she begged as bad as I wanted to interfere I knew it wasn't my place after all that is his daughter.

"We'll see chunk but not now", her face dropped. "Baby I'm ready to go I didn't see a collar for sparkle", the woman says pulling him out of the aisle, Nani sadly waved at me and it crushed me to see her like that. Smiling at her one last time I looked down at Tote and sighed. This is way I don't get emotionally attached to my patients especially the children it's hard to let them go.