Trust Me (RP with Unknown Sanity & Weeping Fangirl)

[WeepingFangirl]

"Alright, Well see you next week. And please remember to do everything we talked about ally" Instructed Xander as he shook hands with his patient. It was the end of their 2 hour long session, that involved a lot of crying and screaming. Ally was one of his older patients; almost pushing 55 to be exact. They talked about her fear of dying every time she scheduled an appointment . It was something she couldn't come to terms with. Although, they've talk for about 3 weeks now and Xander really saw that Ally was making some really great progress into accepting it.


"Okay I will. Thank you again for this week." She said, a small smile appearing on her features. She gave a small vave before letting herself out the office door. Xander went to take a seat back into his black leather arm chair. He took a sip of his black coffee as he waited for his next patient to arrive at his Office. This patient was new on his list; he'd never met him before. His receptionist, Molly, had told him this particular patient was a young one, and that his name was Marcus Halo. He wondered what type of person he would be, but wasn't too worried about it. He knew that when he met him talked to him for a while he'd be able to tell. And with that thought in mind, he took a sip of his coffee and continued to wait.


@Unknown Sanity


(Sorry for the late start!)

 

[Umbrella]

"You know the drill Marcus" His father said to him, "No suicide attempts, No talking back, Don't break this guy," He added the last one because, he had four different past doctors that tried to help him with his condition. He gave a non-reassuring nod as he walked into the building, "I am Marcus Halo, can you point me where is the room for the doctor" He said looking at her with one eye.Once she pointed him in the right direction, walked in the room with a bandage covering his left eye from his latest suicide attempt, sighing as his mother and father signed him up for this. He was not really liking the concept of telling people what was going on in life. His father told him that the therapist name was Xander, and he could see his full name by his desk, Xander James, well at least that is what he saw. It seemed to him like his name was made of two first names. "Hello." acknowledging that he was there.

 

[WeepingFangirl]

"Hello Marcus, good evening. " Xander said motioning the teen to take a seat in the chair in front of him. He sized up the teen, looking at him from head to toe. He wondered what happened to his eye, and could quiet frankly tell that this was a fresh wound. He'd have to venture and ask later in the session. He remembered Molly telling him that this kid went through several different doctors before coming here, and was slightly worried at the thouht, but tried not to think about it too much. "How are you feeling today Marcus? Can I call you Marcus, or shall I call you by your last name?"

 

[Umbrella]

"Evening." Marcus said, so far following his dad's wishes. "You can pick, it doesn't matter." He said with two meanings, the one really meant was that his own name didn't matter to him, they were just labels to people, that is all a name signifies to him. Although most people would think he did not care what Xander would call him. "Every 15 minutes I need to go." He said referring for him needing to clean the wound for his eyes. He sat down, looking up at his next - And probably not last - Therapist.

 

[WeepingFangirl]

"Before we start, can I ask what happened to your eye? It looks pretty bad" The curiosity was beginning to become to much for him, and he honestly needed to know what happened. It would most likely give him some insight on what kind of person he was. Was it sports? A fight? Most guys his age tended to be pretty rough with each other, so it would be understandable if it was one of those reasons. But being a therapist for several years he realized never to assume anything. "If you don't mind me asking?"

 

[Umbrella]

"A failed suicide attempt," Marcus mumbled to the psychiatrist, he said looking at the ground with the one working eye, or at least non injured, he then thought of everything that could go wrong to himself, Thinks I am freak, Weirded out, Thinks I need to go to another doctor... He thought as the list continued in his head, he did not progress into much detail as to why, how, or when. He did however, pull down the eyepatch showing a hole into his head, some of the blood leaking out down his cheek, before pulling it back up. He figured that that blood had not stopped yet.

 

[WeepingFangirl]

(sorry for the late reply! Things happened irl :/ )


"Oh my god are you okay?" Xander quickly jumped up from his seat to find a fresh box of tissues or something to stop the bleeding. He grabbed a nearby roll of paper towels and ripped a piece off. He frantically placed it on the boys face. "Who even took care of this wound?" He held to the boys face, hoping the blood would stop at some point. "A failed suicide attempt?" His heart ached hearing that. He wondered what could possibly have made him go that extent. " Why exactly did you do it?"

 

[Umbrella]

"Me," Marcus replied to who took care of the wound, it wasn't a bad job for someone who was half-blind and in pain the whole entire time, he was still slightly in pain, the pain decreasing in time, as he put the eyepatch back up, "It was recent, I will tell you that much for now." He murmured to Xander, as he did not want to explain his exact motive as to poking her eye out, "Why don't you tell him, If you don't I will, Shut up." He said as he looks at the ground his hair covering his eye, he looked up with different eyes, or rather eye. "Hello there, I don't believe we met I am a voice in Marcus head." tapping his own forehead, "I am slightly responsible for that."