The Assignment ✔️

You Can Trust Us

"Hoseok..." I said pounding on his bedroom door. "You cannot skip session...if you do I will be forced to notify the hospital and they will pull you from this house!" I hit the door a few more times. "Come out right now! Fuck! It feels like I'm yelling at a big brother!"

As soon as I said "brother" his door swung open and I saw a very angry Hoseok looking back at me. I furrowed my eye brows and folded my arms glaring at him.

"What?!" he shoutd.

"Put warm clothes on and a pair of walking shoes we are taking a trip."

"I am not going to the grave yard."

I unfolded my arms and grabbed his wrist.

"Wanna know the best part about being the Doctor in this house?" he looked at me intently. "You all have to listen to me." I tugged on his wrist pulling him out of his room. He fell forward a bit but found his balance quickly.

"Quinn...I...I don't want to do this. I've never been there...not since the day of her funeral..."

"That's a long time, Hoseok."

He looked down and leaned against the wall of hallway. I watched his body stiffen and he pulled his head back hitting it slightly on the wall. "Please don't make me do this." He opend his eyes and looked at me...pleading.

"If you can give me one good reason...then we don't have to go."

He struggled to find his words...opening his mouth...closing it...looking away and down. He ran his hand through hair and exhaled deeply. "I guess I don't have one." The tears in his eyes fell down his cheeks as he spoke again. "I'm scared." It was just above a whisper.

I put my hand on his arm in a comforting manor and I could feel him shake under my touch. "We wont get anywhere with therapy if you don't make peace with what happened with your mother...and you need to understand that you didn't do anything wrong. Nothing was your fault."

He didn't move for a moment.

"Let's just get this over with."

We walked together to the car parked outside. We only had 2 hours to do this, I couldn't leave the other patients alone for longer than 2 hours without another doctor to supervise, but everyone was doing well so I wasn't concerned. The car ride was quiet...silent even. The driver didn't even play the radio. Once we arrived I held his hand making our way over to the gravestone. With every step he shook a little more...I saw him swallow hard as his eyes flickered to what I assume is a familiar surrounding. We were only a few feet away when I stopped him for a moment.

"I'm going to let you do this alone...I want you to say everything you ever wanted to say to her...today...here and now. Do not hold back." I turned him towards me taking his hands in mine. I made him look at me in the eyes as I spoke one more time. "Nothing Hoseok...hold nothing back." I let go of him and he kept his eyes on me...obviously scared to face his mother.

Finally after a moment of eye contact, he stepped to the side and slowly walked to the grave stone kneeling at the head of it. He placed a bouquet of flowers we bought on top of it and bowed. He stayed down...his arm reaching out his forehead on the ground. It took a moment...I think...for it to sink in for him where he was and what he was doing. But as I observed him I saw his shoulder shake. His hands turned to fists and I watched as he used both fists to pound into the ground.

I was far enough away from him that I couldn't hear what he was saying...but I could hear that he was talking...it took him about 30 minutes before he lifted his shoulders up. He put the palms of his hands on the stone head and sobbed deeply. I don't know he was saying...I don't know if this was even going to work. But I prayed...prayed that this would help in some way.