Two Years Later
"Maggie, can you file Adam's information from today's session?"
I spun around in my chair just as Dr. Arrow walked out of his luxurious office with a charitable smile on his face. Quickly, I took the file from his hands and noticed the young man walk past the doctor with his head down.
Adam was a regular at the Dr. Arrows office, being diagnosed with schizophrenia at a young age caused to him to exert social anxieties even when his medication kept him from having episodes
I knew not to bother him much, so with a smile on my face I let him quietly walk to the front of the desk. Going back to the computer, I brought up the scheduler, "I can schedule your next session for the 2nd of next month…in the mornings like always, how does that sound?"
Glancing over the desk, I noticed that the lobby was empty and the front door was soundlessly shutting as if someone had just left the office. My lip quirked, and I tried to keep the scowl from forming as I heard Dr. Arrow chuckle lightheartedly from the other room. "Still trying to get him to talk to you, Maggie?"
"He will break one day," I mumbled as I got up from the chair and took the file into the backroom where all the locked cabinets where.
I heard Dr. Arrow come out of his office once again, but with his jacket pulled on this time, "Maggie, that's very wishful thinking."
I sat back down at my computer, "Does he open up in his sessions?"
Dr. Arrow paused at the desk, "You know I can't answer that."
"Yes, doctor-patient confidentiality," I gave an exasperated sigh, day-dreaming about the day I can finally be a psychologist, causing the doctor to crack a smile.
"You will not be an intern one day."
Pausing, I realized that Dr. Arrow was now in the lobby, "Wait, where are you going?"
"I'm going out for an early lunch before my next session," he said simply and I looked at him like he was crazy but he brushed my look off, "Can I bring you back anything?"
"No, thank you. I will stall the client as best as I can before you get back…" I looked down at the clock on the computer noticing he had about a half an hour gap before his new patient. I knew the sandwich shop he went to was only a few blocks down the street, but he'd be lucky if there wasn't already a long line," or I could go."
"No worries, this old man needs to stretch his legs once and a while!" Dr. Arrow jokingly moved his legs around and I shook my head smiling as I sat back down.
"There's nothing I can say to stop you then," I said and spun the chair to face the computer once again, "Have a great walk old man."
He left the room with a laugh, and I quickly grabbed the phone out its holder. I had been meaning to call some more clients to confirm their schedules tomorrow.
As much as I wished I could be doing the real deal, being just like Dr. Arrow, I knew I had a long way to go. Already in my second year in college, I practically jumped up and down at his offer to let me intern at his office last year.
My dad had completely turned around his behavior, and now allowed himself vacations from work every month. I was glad that my dad finally enjoyed life and stopped treating it like a punishment after my mom had passed away.
With my mind suddenly on my family, my gaze slipped past the computer screen to the small picture frame next to it; the very familiar picture that Foster had framed for me.
The picture frame used to stay next to my bed until I started working here. I found myself always wanting it next to me.
A sad smile graced my lips as I thought of him.
Even though I haven't seen him in person for a while, but he would still call and text me. He always seemed really happy where he was now, which was bitter sweet.
I took a deep breath and managed to rein in my thoughts getting back to work.
I knew Dr. Arrow would want me to ready the files for his client as he liked to read them over in his office beforehand. I left the empty lobby behind me and bee-lined for the backroom.
Pulling the right file, I heard the door open again and shook my head. I waited for Dr. Arrow to announce himself, yet I could picture him already trying to stuff a sandwich in his mouth.
As I walked to my desk, I called out to him and gave quick look into his office, "Wow, you're back early—"
My eyebrow quirked when I noticed he was still gone and the smile left my face as it got replaced with confusion.
My body seized to function at the deep chuckle behind me and the folder dropped from my hands. The sound of many papers splaying across the ground did little to distract me.
"Am I early, Maggot…?"
Turning, I noticed the smirk with the glint of a piercing missing, but that was quickly overlooked as I took in the rest of him. He looked the same but older, more put together… He looked like a guy that had his life back in order.
"Are you back?" I breathed out the question as he stepped closer.
"Yeah," he nodded his head stopping just in front of me," just moved into Michael and Jess's apartment."
I felt at a loss for words.
He took my hand and held it there between us, "You're still living at home. How's your dad?"
"So you're staying in Middleboro…I mean you're not leaving?" I couldn't help but ask as my mind still hadn't wrapped around the fact that Foster was here.
"I'm not going anywhere, Maggie."
Grinning, I finally felt the weight of Foster's hand in mine and gave it a squeeze, "…then I'm good, too."
Foster brushed the loose strand of hair away from my face and leaned in closer to me. I pressed closer to him and tilted my head up to meet his lips.
"Maggie, they ran out of mustard at the shop…out of mustard at a sandwich shop, can you believe it?"
Sucking in a huge breath, I stepped back from Foster and quickly dropped to collect the papers from the ground just as Dr. Arrow stepped into the hallway, "Oh, you must be my next appointment."
Dr. Arrow moved the sandwich bag around in his hand to shake Foster's in greeting before he looked over at me as I stood from my crouched position. Was Foster the new patient?
"Actually, no… I wanted to take Maggie out for her lunch break."
"Really?" I commented excitedly. Then remembering I was still at work, I turned to look up at Dr. Arrow who looked back and forth between us before he leaned in closer to me.
"Maggie, what about that one boy—" he whispered quietly and I couldn't help but smile.
"This is Foster."
Dr. Arrow gave me a knowing smile before he took the file from my hands, "Well, Foster you're in luck because Maggie only works until noon today."
I didn't but that didn't matter. I knew what he was doing and mouthed a quick thank you to the doctor as Foster wrapped his hand around mine, pulling me out of the hallway.
"Where are we going?" I asked as I grabbed my tote bag off my desk.
"Michael and Jess were going to meet us at the diner by our old school," Foster said with a shrug of his shoulder as we walked out of the office, "or we could go somewhere else?"
Thinking that Michael probably set all this up, I smiled and shook my head, "I like the diner."
I gazed up at Foster to see him glancing down at me with a smirk gracing his features. Foster wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side, "…me, too."
Unable to stop myself, I leaned onto my tiptoes and planted a quick kiss on him.
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