Jackson got sixty minutes with the therapist, every Tuesday. In sixty minutes, he repeated the same thing over and over again. His therapist, Mark Tuan, told him to go into detail of everything that had happened.

“Mr. Tuan, I’ve told you everything,” Jackson said

“No, you haven’t Jackson. There is more to it than that. You haven’t been completely honest at least not with me,” Mark said.   

          Jackson sighed. He doesn’t know why Mark has been telling him this. Jackson told him everything that had happened up until now. The therapist was being rather persistent.

“There is nothing wrong with me,” the younger male insisted.

          Mark wrote something down on his notepad. After he finished writing, he told the brunette that time was over and he could leave. The red headed male never looked up at the younger male.