Chapter 8: Desire

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" Ms. Hussa is down stairs in the library is waiting for you Ms. Jane."

"Thank you, but just call me Jane."

"My pleasure Jane."

Getting up from the floor she asked Alfred a question. "How much dose she know?"

"She's here to listen you not a report file."

"I meant dose she know how I really look?Where I was...what Phantom is?"

"I did give her the file about your history the League found."

Nodding Jane went downstairs and into the library to see a lady in a chair. Her dark brown hair came into a braid and had feathered bangs. Having on a black turtle neck sweater with jeans and flats. Ms. Hussa's head popped up out from a book on her lap.

Getting up from the chair she walked over to Jane "Hi, I'm Ms. Hussa." Holding out her had Jane shook it before the two sat down.

"What did Bruce tell you about me?"

"He or rather Alfred gave me a file to read but I want to hear it from your perspective before reading it. This is a safe, caring environment and you have full patient confidentiality."

"I... have been through things that not many teens have gone through."

"Could you elaborate?"

Looking down at the floor Jane thought for a moment. "Do I have to?"

"No, but it would be helpful. If your not comfortable then I could move on to another question."

"I would like to do that."

"Ok, I'll get to some more standard questions. What's your full name?"

"Jane...well I guess it would be Wayne now I'm not sure." She laughed nervously.

Hussa pointed to a exposed bandage. "Has Mr. Wayne ever harmed you or have you harmed yourself?"

Getting almost defensive "He rescued me from some terrible people, I got injured from them not myself."

"Have you ever felt suicidal or thought about hurting yourself?"

Looking down Jane gave a small"...Yes."

"Have you ever attempted to?"

"Y-yes."

"How recently?"

"2 months ago but since I've known Bruce I haven't done either."

"Do you ever hear voices?"

"S-sometimes."

"Do the voices ever tell you to hurt yourself or others?"

"No they've never told any harm they are just there."

"How have you been sleeping recently in the past 2 weeks?"

"I wake up a lot at night but then I go back to sleep."

"Do you have any reoccurring memories or nightmares that could cause this?"

"Yes."

"Describe them to me."

"...I'm in a white room without any windows. A bed is against the wall, it's the same color as the walls. Blood is on my cloths and all I can hear are screams." Her face scrunched up. "S-sometimes it changed but there's bodies all around, blackened faces are visible that smile as the circle me."

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