MR. THERAPIST

Shawn chewed on his lips, walking back and forth the hall. His arms wrapped around each other, as he kept looking at the door.

Elliot strode in the hall, with a little smile on his face. He wore a hoodie with black cargo pants, covering his tattoos.

" Hello, Mr. Unicorn." Shawn says, looking at his hoodie which had a unicorn on it.

" Hey!" Elliot shoots him a bright smile.

Shawn eyes the pink paper bag in his hand when Elliot notices it.

" Go away evil eye." Elliot mumbles, hugging the bag.

" What is in it?" Shawn asks, curiously.

" My grandma's ashes." Elliot retorts, slumping down on the chair.

Shawn shakes his head, leaning against the wall.

" How was today?" Elliot mumbles, looking up at him.

" Pretty good, all the examinations are done and blood samples are also taken. Sage was pretty exhausted by the end, but then her therapist came so she's in the session right now." Shawn says, glancing at his watch.

" Sorry . . . We're late." The door creaks open as Hades and Enrique stroll in.

" Since when did you two begin hanging out?" Elliot glares at them.

" I was stressed out and so was Hades so we decided to hit this new bar." Enrique shrugs, swaying back a little.

" So in short, you two were getting drunk. Hopeless!" Shawn snaps, rolling his eyes.

He couldn't believe what they were turning into. Were they turning into assholes or were they always assholes that everyone didn't see!?

" What's in that pretty bag?" Hades mumbles, pointing at Elliot's paper bag.

" A little 'none of your business' with a pinch of 'you're an asshole' and a little 'fuck off'" Elliot smiles, hiding the bag from them.

" Whoa. Sorry man! So, where is that little crybaby?" Hades mumbles, sitting beside Elliot.

" Is she with her therapist?" Enrique asks, pointing at the door.

Elliot and Shawn remain silent, not wanting to entertain the two idiots.

" Why is she alone with a man? Isn't it dangerous?" Enrique slurs.

" I trust him." Shawn snaps, glaring at Enrique.

" We know. The problem is that my little wife can't keep her legs closed." Hades mutters, glancing at Elliot.

" Did you fuck her last night?" He whispers to Elliot.

" Let him be, Hades. Poor Elli was trying to get some pussy for years, he has finally scored it." Enrique laughs as Elliot grips the chair, trying to control his rage.

" Oops! Did it hurt knowing your brother got to bang the girl of your dreams every night?" Hades whispers to Elliot, loudly.

" If I got a dollar every time you two actually appreciated Sage, I'd be broke as fuck. You don't care for her, you don't love her, yet you make sure that no one else gives her the affection she needs. Both of you are fucked up seriously." Shawn looks at Enrique in disbelief.

He was drunk but his words were sober, everyone in the room could feel it. His real feelings were coming out and it hurt Shawn that both of the men his sister ever loved turned out to be bastards.

Sage was nothing but a weakling for them. A crybaby, a fragile little thing and they wanted to keep her that way so she's always dependent on them. Their intentions were showing right through.

" I wish I could kill them." Shawn whispers, looking away from them.

" These two are so full of shit that all the toilets in this mansion are jealous of them." Elliot mumbles.

" Couldn't a- Hades!" Shawn growls, when Hades kicks open the door, walking inside.

" Where is my wife?" he slurs, stomping in.

He squints his eyes, looking at Sage sitting on the sofa. Sage had a sugar cookie clutched in her hand, which she dropped at the sight of Hades. She could still feel his slap.

" We are not done yet!"

Hades looks at the mysterious man standing near Sage. He was dressed charmingly, in a black suit, an expensive watch shining on his wrist and a pair of black reading glasses that sat at the bridge of his nose.

" Sorry?" Hades mumbles, rubbing his eyes.

" You should be. Now, please leave." He says, gesturing towards the door.

" I'm her husband." Hades protests.

" And?" the man snaps back at him.

" I have the right to be near her." Hades growls.

" No, you don't unless she wants you to. And from her reaction, I don't think she even wants to see your face." he says, glancing at a really scared Sage.

He kneels near her, taking out another cookie from the packet. He gently takes a bite, looking into her eyes.

" I'm eating it with my hands. You can too." he whispers, handing her a cookie.

Sage looks at Hades and them slowly back at the charming man kneeling in front of her.

" Come on." he whispers, nudging the cookie near her.

With teary eyes and shaky hands, Sage grabs the cookie, slowly bringing it to her lips. She nibbles on it slowly, looking back at Hades. Even though Hades' face scared her to her soul, she felt safe with the man who brought her the yummy cookies and was eating with her.

Sage looked at the cookie in his hand 'He was eating it with his hands. Maybe, eating with hands isn't a crime. Maybe.' She thought.

" What the fuck are you doing?" Hades snaps, clearly confused with what he was seeing.

" My job. I get paid for this, if your peanut brain hasn't figured it out yet."

Hades glares at him, taking a step towards him when the others walk in.

" Uhh . . . everyone, this is Atlas. Sage's new therapist." Shawn says, smiling at Atlas.

" Hello, Elliot Princeton." Elliot smiles at Atlas, shaking his hand.

" Atlas Knight," Atlas returns the warm smile.

" I don't like him. Change him right now, I'll pay for whatever shit it costs." Hades snaps, waving his hand dismissively.

" The world doesn't revolve around what you wish, Hades. We could've changed him at the hospital today, but apparently getting drunk was more important to you, so you have no rights to complain. Plus, I didn't hear anyone ask for your opinion on this matter." Shawn says, silencing Hades.

" Which university did you graduate from?" Enrique asks, jumping into a protective mode.

" King's College, London." Atlas mumbles, with a polite smile.

" What was your rank?" Enrique asks.

" Enrique, stop. He isn't here for an interview. I know him, he is a great doctor." Shawn says, interrupting Enrique's investigation session.

" Please Shawn, I don't need a med school drop-out to tell me what to do. I'm asking him this just to see if he is good for Sage or not." Enrique snaps at Shawn.

The room fell silent for a moment as everyone stared at Enrique, except Sage who was quietly sneaking out another cookie from the packet.

" How could you say that, motherfucker?" Elliot screams, shoving Enrique away from Shawn.

Shawn looks at Enrique with teary eyes before he blinks his tears away. He can't believe Enrique and he were once besties, he can't believe he shared his every secret and weakness with this man who feels worse than an enemy today.

" You're right, I'm a med school drop-out because I cared for my sister more than my career. I could've left her in the hospital and went to school when her fiancé abandoned her after knowing she was raped. I could have left her in the hospital and went to school even though she couldn't even walk for six straight months. I could have left her when she couldn't catch a blink of sleep because of her nightmares. I could have left her when she had to go through surgeries nearly every week. I could have left her when she had no one by her side to share her pain. I could have left her in that agony and went to school. But I didn't and that's the only difference between me and you." Shawn says, putting Enrique to shame.

" Enough for today. If both of you don't shut your mouths, the next thing coming out of them will be your teeth," Elliot growls, grabbing Enrique and Hades' collar.

" Hey," Hades slurs as Elliot violently throws them on the floor, out of the room.

He closes the door, sighing loudly.

" I swear these two were god's rough draft before he begun making humans," Elliot sighs, rolling his eyes.

" Factory fault." Atlas winks at Elliot as they both chuckle at it.

Shawn sits beside Sage, taking away the packet from her after seeing her munching on her fourth cookie.

" Enough sugar for the day, little girl." he says as Sage pouts sadly.

" No, don't give me that pout. You didn't take your meds and denied to eat your lunch so no more cookies until you eat your dinner and pills." Shawn scolds her playfully as Sage rolls her eyes at him.

" Let's get to work, shall we? What is wrong with our angel?" Elliot asks, looking at Atlas.

Atlas looks at Sage for a moment before looking up at Elliot.

" Everything."