It was Darcy's idea, she had to drag Icy out of the house kicking and screaming, in a figurative sense that is. Alright, maybe the screaming part was مزید literal. But none the less Icy found herself sitting in a small room holding her baby.
The room had an aura of calmness to it, which put Icy on edge. Nothing was ever this serene. In the corner sat a potted plant of sorts, اگلے to it a small fireplace. What kind of shrink had an office with a fireplace? Before her rested an oak-wood desk. And behind the ڈیسک sat an elderly woman.
"She's a beautiful baby آپ know?" The shrink remarked.
Icy shrugged and کہا nothing.
"We're here to talk about her father I assume." The woman asked.
"I don't want to talk about anything." Icy replied and looked down at Lucille...anything to avoid eye contact.
"Look, I know this is..."
"Hard? No. I'm fine." Icy dismissed.
"That's not what your friend seems to think." The woman stated.
"She's not my friend she's my sister." Icy replied. "Or at least if feels...it should be that way."
"And why is that?" The woman asked. "Do آپ not have a real family."
"My father is dead." Icy yelled, eyeing the shrink quite hostilely. The sudden volume set Lucille off crying. The witch looked down and attempted to silently soothe the child. Her efforts useless, so she let the child cry.
"Did آپ try vocally calming the baby?" The woman changed the subject.
"It won't work." Icy muttered.
"Did آپ try?" The woman repeated.
"No." Icy answered.
"Well then."
Icy looked back down at Lucille. "I'm just glad she's crying?"
"What?" The woman's eyes went wide.
"It means the potion is still working...It means she still can cry."
"What happened to her?"
"She was born unable to speak." Icy answered as the child continued to wail.
"And how did this make آپ feel?" The shrink asked.
"How the hell do آپ think it made me feel?" Icy snarled.
"I don't know, you'd have to tell me." The woman adjusted her spectacles.
"I felt like it was my fault." Icy کہا so softly it almost went unheard.
"How is something like that you're fault?" The woman asked.
"I didn't. I wouldn't go to the hospital. Not until Darcy told me to...three یا so months in." Icy still refused to look up.
Lucille still refused to stop crying. Icy brushed her hair over her shoulder. The baby's eyes seemed to brighten. She giggled and put her mother's hair in her mouth. Icy sighed, wondering if she'd have to let the baby chew on her hair every time she cried.
"I was to have a child myself at one time. Wouldn't have mattered if I went it right away یا three months later...the doctor still would have told me the same thing; that the baby'd be born dead." The woman shared.
"Why are آپ telling me this?" Icy asked.
"Because, I've heard about you. You've done a lot of things wrong." She paused "But that wasn't one of them."
Icy کہا nothing.
"We're out of time today. But I should like to see آپ again. You're probably both the most mentally stable and least mentally stable patient I've had in a while."
"How does that even work?" Icy questioned as she rose.
"You're good at hiding what آپ feel...it's a dangerous thing."
The room had an aura of calmness to it, which put Icy on edge. Nothing was ever this serene. In the corner sat a potted plant of sorts, اگلے to it a small fireplace. What kind of shrink had an office with a fireplace? Before her rested an oak-wood desk. And behind the ڈیسک sat an elderly woman.
"She's a beautiful baby آپ know?" The shrink remarked.
Icy shrugged and کہا nothing.
"We're here to talk about her father I assume." The woman asked.
"I don't want to talk about anything." Icy replied and looked down at Lucille...anything to avoid eye contact.
"Look, I know this is..."
"Hard? No. I'm fine." Icy dismissed.
"That's not what your friend seems to think." The woman stated.
"She's not my friend she's my sister." Icy replied. "Or at least if feels...it should be that way."
"And why is that?" The woman asked. "Do آپ not have a real family."
"My father is dead." Icy yelled, eyeing the shrink quite hostilely. The sudden volume set Lucille off crying. The witch looked down and attempted to silently soothe the child. Her efforts useless, so she let the child cry.
"Did آپ try vocally calming the baby?" The woman changed the subject.
"It won't work." Icy muttered.
"Did آپ try?" The woman repeated.
"No." Icy answered.
"Well then."
Icy looked back down at Lucille. "I'm just glad she's crying?"
"What?" The woman's eyes went wide.
"It means the potion is still working...It means she still can cry."
"What happened to her?"
"She was born unable to speak." Icy answered as the child continued to wail.
"And how did this make آپ feel?" The shrink asked.
"How the hell do آپ think it made me feel?" Icy snarled.
"I don't know, you'd have to tell me." The woman adjusted her spectacles.
"I felt like it was my fault." Icy کہا so softly it almost went unheard.
"How is something like that you're fault?" The woman asked.
"I didn't. I wouldn't go to the hospital. Not until Darcy told me to...three یا so months in." Icy still refused to look up.
Lucille still refused to stop crying. Icy brushed her hair over her shoulder. The baby's eyes seemed to brighten. She giggled and put her mother's hair in her mouth. Icy sighed, wondering if she'd have to let the baby chew on her hair every time she cried.
"I was to have a child myself at one time. Wouldn't have mattered if I went it right away یا three months later...the doctor still would have told me the same thing; that the baby'd be born dead." The woman shared.
"Why are آپ telling me this?" Icy asked.
"Because, I've heard about you. You've done a lot of things wrong." She paused "But that wasn't one of them."
Icy کہا nothing.
"We're out of time today. But I should like to see آپ again. You're probably both the most mentally stable and least mentally stable patient I've had in a while."
"How does that even work?" Icy questioned as she rose.
"You're good at hiding what آپ feel...it's a dangerous thing."
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