addisonsthename (addisonsthename) wrote in dalton_rpg, @ 2012-10-14 00:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! thread, @ character: addison parker, @ character: archer kennedy |
Who: Addison and Mr. Kennedy
What: Mr. K wants Addison to see a therapist and he doesn't take too kindly to that suggestion.
Where: Mr. K's office
When: October 12th, Friday afternoon
Rating: SFW, but includes talk about cutting and abuse/abusive relationships
"You don't have to tell me the answers, Addison, but if you answer yes to even one of those, I'm not the right person to be helping you."
"...You're making too much of a big deal about this. Everyone is."
"You started cutting again."
"So? I never stopped cutting."
"You were doing better."
"Relapses happen."
"And that is why you need to speak with a licensed therapist, Addison. I am not enough to help you. You are risking your life, Addi, and it terrifies me."
"So you can dump me off with someone else?"
"That is not what I am doing, Addison. A therapist can supplement our meetings."
"I'm not going to a therapist when I don't need one, and since you don't want ot deal with me anymore, I'll save the truoble and just not come anymore."
"So Eric never keeps you from going out or doing things you want to do?"
"No, never."
"I understand if you wish to dump me off for someone else," Archie said calmly, both his hands wrapped around his mug (his mug, the one Addi got him), "but I wish you wouldn't lie to me."
"I'm not the one doing the dumping off here!!"
"You're the one who doesn't want to work with me anymore."
"Because you said you want me to go to a therapist! I don't need one!"
"A therapist to supplement our meetings, not replace them entirely, Addi. Now please, do not lie to me. Not with this. Do you answer yes to any of those questions?"
"No! Why can't you and Harris and Tak and everyone else just let me be already??"
"Because you yourself have admitted to some of these already."
"I lied."
"I see."
"I figured it was what you wanted to hear."
"That you weren't going to the Sadie Hawkins dance because your boyfriend didn't want to go? That the bruises you keep acquiring are from him, 'accidentally'? That he forced you to give him a blowjob? Addison, either these are true, in which case you need to see a therapist, or they're lies, and you need to see a therapist for a different reason."
"All lies."
"Then your boyfriend is an absolute paragon of goodness, and you are making up a life in which he is abusive. This is an indication of something going wrong, Addison, and you need to meet with a licensed therapist to help resolve your issues."
"Or maybe all of you just need to get off my back and stop pretending like you know my boyfriend like I do. And like I said, I don't need a therapist, nor do I want one."
Archie was quiet for a few long minutes before he said quietly, "Addison, I'm very disappointed in you right now. I think we can end this session today; there are only a few minutes left anyway. You may go. I'll see you next week."
"Why are you disappointed in me? I didn't do anything wrong!"
"I asked you not to lie to me."
"You just don't believe anything I say. Neither will your stupid therapist."
"Do you take me for an idiot, Addison?"
"No, but you seem to take me for one, considering you don't even believe me."
"I've met Eric, Addison. I've seen your injuries. I've watched you suffer."
"No, you haven't. I just told you, I made it up! It's not that hard to understand!"
Archie looked Addison with sad eyes. "Addison, you know why I am disappointed with you. You may go."
Addison stared at Archie for a few seconds before getting up and storming off. "I'm never coming back here."
"I'll see you next week."
"No, you won't."
Archie didn't say anything, he just remained in his seat.