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Title: 1-800-MENTAL chapter 2
Pairing: Seb/?
Author: Gibdo
Summary: Seb is sent in a mental hospital
I look at his hand wondering if I should shake it or just run away. I mean, he sure looks like a nice guy but I'm not sure I could trust him. I finally take my chance and shake his hand.
" S-Sebastien." My voice was hoarse because it's been a while since I said my last words. He smiles warmly.
" Well, it's nice to meet someone who's almost perfectly normal here. How old are you?" He asked.
" I'm 17." I said quickly. He looks at his watch and realizes what time it is.
"Ah shit I'm late. Well, see you later" He said hurridly and starts running down the corridor.
He's nice...I think.
As I turn around I notice my mom running after me.
" Sebby!" I roll my eyes. I hate that name " Where were you? I was so worried! We have an appointement with Dr.Wright in thirty minutes, hurry up!" I was disapointed that it wasn't Dr. Armstrong but did nothing about it. It's not like it was my choice, no?
We walk for what seems like 10 minutes before finally reaching another waiting room. Except this time there was nobody except my mom, a tall guy with black hair and I. I sit next to guy after scanning him to see if he looks normal. He immediatly turns to me and introduces himself.
" Hey! I'm Pierre, who are you?" He smiles. Why is everybody's fucking smiling? They're in a mental hospital for fuck's sake. When he sees that I've got no intention to answer his question he just stares at me. I raise my eyebrow when he didn't stop staring at me like I was a piece of meat and showed him my middle finger.
After 15 minutes of intense staring by Pierre, I turn and I open my mouth to tell what I really think of him but I'm interrupted by another voice.
" Sebastien Lefebvre? Good, you're here. Pierre, stop staring at him 'cause you'll freak him out." I turn my head to see the owner of the voice.
He doesn't look too bad. I'd say he's kind of good looking, not as much as Dr.Armstong but still he's got style. My mom and I enter his office and I'm suprise to see a poster of Metallica on the white wall. Did I mention that I hate those walls?
Dr.Wright sits down behind his desk and introduces himself.
" I'm Dr.Wright and I take care of guys like tou, Sebastien." He suddenly glares at me before speaking again "You don't mess with me and answer my questions, I don't mess with you and fuck your life up. Deal?" I just watch him with my most confused expression. What can I say? I won't talk to him, that's for sure. He grins when he sees that I'm not talking and laughs. Cute.
" I'll take it as a yes." He says.
I'm seriously starting to hate this place
Pairing: Seb/?
Author: Gibdo
Summary: Seb is sent in a mental hospital
I look at his hand wondering if I should shake it or just run away. I mean, he sure looks like a nice guy but I'm not sure I could trust him. I finally take my chance and shake his hand.
" S-Sebastien." My voice was hoarse because it's been a while since I said my last words. He smiles warmly.
" Well, it's nice to meet someone who's almost perfectly normal here. How old are you?" He asked.
" I'm 17." I said quickly. He looks at his watch and realizes what time it is.
"Ah shit I'm late. Well, see you later" He said hurridly and starts running down the corridor.
He's nice...I think.
As I turn around I notice my mom running after me.
" Sebby!" I roll my eyes. I hate that name " Where were you? I was so worried! We have an appointement with Dr.Wright in thirty minutes, hurry up!" I was disapointed that it wasn't Dr. Armstrong but did nothing about it. It's not like it was my choice, no?
We walk for what seems like 10 minutes before finally reaching another waiting room. Except this time there was nobody except my mom, a tall guy with black hair and I. I sit next to guy after scanning him to see if he looks normal. He immediatly turns to me and introduces himself.
" Hey! I'm Pierre, who are you?" He smiles. Why is everybody's fucking smiling? They're in a mental hospital for fuck's sake. When he sees that I've got no intention to answer his question he just stares at me. I raise my eyebrow when he didn't stop staring at me like I was a piece of meat and showed him my middle finger.
After 15 minutes of intense staring by Pierre, I turn and I open my mouth to tell what I really think of him but I'm interrupted by another voice.
" Sebastien Lefebvre? Good, you're here. Pierre, stop staring at him 'cause you'll freak him out." I turn my head to see the owner of the voice.
He doesn't look too bad. I'd say he's kind of good looking, not as much as Dr.Armstong but still he's got style. My mom and I enter his office and I'm suprise to see a poster of Metallica on the white wall. Did I mention that I hate those walls?
Dr.Wright sits down behind his desk and introduces himself.
" I'm Dr.Wright and I take care of guys like tou, Sebastien." He suddenly glares at me before speaking again "You don't mess with me and answer my questions, I don't mess with you and fuck your life up. Deal?" I just watch him with my most confused expression. What can I say? I won't talk to him, that's for sure. He grins when he sees that I'm not talking and laughs. Cute.
" I'll take it as a yes." He says.
I'm seriously starting to hate this place