21- Fix Me (Pt. 2)

First Session

LISA

I still can't move on the scene I encountered last week with the puffy cheek girl, well that's what I call her.. Man.. She's really something.. God bless my soul that he gave me a good cheeky brain, but remembering my lives, it depends on the consequences of my words toward the puffy cheek girl.

FLASHBACK :

"Jennie Ruby Jane Kim.. That's my name.. " she said with an expressionless face. "Hmm...let me think.. I might know who is the person in charge for you" I've just save myself from pissing in my pants because she's scary man.. She's short, she's cute, and she have an angelic voice but damn.. Her dark aura is too much to handle.

"You do? Where is she? " she raised her right brow. Think Lisa.. Think.. "Hmm.. I'm guessing she's on her way home now because it's already 5:00pm, office hours has end." She take a step closer to me, her scent is too strong. She's smell like an evil strawberry. Lol.

"What's her name and what she look like? " She tilt her head up to look up into my eyes. "Hmm.. " I was going to say then she cut me. "don't Hmm.. Hmm.. Me! Are you dumb or something? " my eyes widened at her remark and fumed right away. What's wrong with humming.. Aish this girl..

"Sorry.. I was thinking, so I can't tell you the name but I'm sure you'll be surprised to meet her because she's pretty like a Barbie doll and good in listening." Damn that was smooth, but this girl is really getting in my nerve.. Wait.. Did I just compliment my unlucky self? Lol..

I realized that I've just revealed something about me, I observe her expression, expressionless..DAEBAK! This girl is unbelievable. I waited her to say something.. But its been five minutes and it feels like five hours already.. What is she thinking? She might have a mental problem..

I cough to gain her attention.. Well it's working, she crosses her arms and like being turned back into reality she furrows her brows. "I.. I think its time for me to go.. " I need to go or else I'll be crazy. "Okay.. I'll see you around" She turn away, this is the weirdest human I've ever meet so far. She paused on her track and turn her back to face me "You'll be a dead meat if your description is wrong" damn.. Her fury glare is really initimadting. And just like that, she walk away sassily

My lips feel too dry to say anything, based on what and how we are encountering each other right now, I'll probably be a dead meat. I gulp hard because I just made a poor descriptive of myself, well it's not like I don't think myself pretty but.. Pretty/Beautiful is abstract, I personally never thought that I'm pretty physically but I think it's my inner self that make me pretty..

But people said I'm pretty like a Barbie doll.. Lol.. I always question why? Human are really interesting. Well.. I don't know that miss puffy cheek have the same thought as other tho, hell.. I'm gonna prepare my for a breakdown.

END OF FLASHBACK.

My session and the puffy cheek girl is at 2:00pm every Wednesday.. Guess what, I'm nervous as hell.. I went to the counselling room 30 minutes earlier, preparing the camera for recording and setting the place as comfortable as much as I can, observing her personality, she's a melodramatic person over something that would annoy her. 15 minutes remaining till our session start.

I sit on my chair, rehearsing every line even I've done this hundred times with many clients, but she's different. My nervousness strike even more ferocious when the clock shows it's 5 minute before our session start. Okay.. Lalisa.. Calm down.. I close my eyes and arrange my breathing.

1..inhale... 2...exhale... 3...inhale... 4....exhale...

Knock! Knock!

I open my eyes.. It's her...

I open the door and found that puffy cheek girl wearing a black dress, half bun hair, bold red lipstick, sweet strawberry smell.

"Come in" I give her my sweetest smile, and she rolls her eyes. "I didn't thought that my counselor would be the same person who complimented my assigned counselor." She sits and crosses her hand. I smile at her. "I'm sorry miss.. I thought I wanted to surprise you" nice one Manoban.. You are definitely clever as your ass.

I take out all the necessary form for her to fill in, I can feel her heated glare on me with her resting bitch face. My heart rate increase deliberately as I feel so intimidated, why am I being like this. Aish..

"So.. Miss, I think you should fill this form first before we start our session" She stand up and fill all the forms without a single word, I swear.. This silence is killing me.

I sit in my position, with me in front of her.. It's an 'L' position. (a/n: standard counselling session position between counsellor and client) After she finished filling the form, she sit and cross her hands again, crossing her leg. She's showing a bold gesture, a sign of confronting over something she doesn't like.. So I ask her. "Are you comfortable in this room? " I ask her carefully with a smile.

"No.. Because my own counselor lied to me" she avert her eyes to her left side. I scratch my head "Uh.. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were my client.. I only knew your name.. So, I thought it would be awkward if I told you I am your counselor" I tried to make my words sincere.. Well it's true... I mean.. Half of it..

She's still in a silent mode with her glare. I let her.. Because.. I'm freaked out, lol.. Dumbass counselor. I mock myself in my head. "it's okay.. As long as you can help me to figure out my problem" I nod and smiles at her words, her body is more relax now..

But not my heart, I'm nervous like.. hella nervous.. It's just a repo.. It's just a repo.. (A/n: Repo- bonding session, to let the client more flexible and comfortable with the counsellor.) "So..can we start miss? " I say to her smiling and she just nod slightly. Push the start button on my video cam to start recodring.

"Good evening Miss. Kim, my name is Lalisa Manoban, I'm a practical counselor and currently practicing here.. And I'm your assigned counselor. " I paused for awhile to see her reaction but her face shows nothing, a blank expression. I gulp. "As you can see.. " She immediately cut me "Why are you recording this session? Are you a creep? My previous counselor has no Cam during our session"

"It's because I'm a practical counselor.. So I need to record every session for a supervision purpose, but don't worry.. As you can see.. " I was in the middle of my sentence when she turned her face behind to look at the camera. I was dumbfounded.. Because.. " It's only my face that would be recorded, not..yours.. " oh my God.. How am I to survive in our session. Yes, it's supposed to be my face only that will be recorded, the video cam positioned behind her so that only the back of her head and my face will be recorded..

But.. She turned her face on the camera.. I face palmed myself in my head. "I don't want it.. " She said, crossing her arms. I try so hard to repress my complain. "Okay.. So I'll just record our voice.. " "I don't want it either.. I don't care about your supervision thing, just put everything away. " she says with authority.

I smile bitterly.. "Okay miss.. I respect your wish. " I stopped the recording and decide I'll just write a report and hand it to my supervisor a.k.a my lecturer.

" So miss.. Thank you for coming and agreeing to do a session with me.. Every matter that will be discussed about you in this room is confidential, you are free to talk about anything in this room regarding your concern or problem or issue.. But the ethic would be immediately canceled if you try to harm yourself or other people under your issue influence that is discussed during our session, if any of that happened I have to report it to the police or my supervisor. Will you agree? "

I have this long speech for every first session with different client. " I'll try.. " She voice out coldly, wait.. What does she mean with she'll try? I smile anyway "Can you tell me about yourself? "

"My name is Jennie Ruby Jane Kim.. I'm 23 years old, I don't have job, I hate my life, I hate myself, I don't have friend, I hate human, I hate man, I love sex and I'm gay. " she state about herself with a cold tone, her stares were fix on me, she didn't event blink. What I conclude about this puffy cheek girl in front of me is, she might be depressed, I can judge it with her words.

"what people call you? " I ask her with a smile. "Bitch" I chuckles a little hearing her answer "No no.. I mean your name, is it Jennie? Or Ruby.. Or Jane? " She flustered a bit and immediately composed herself back. "Jennie.. I want to call you Lisa, I can't stand formality" this girl is surely bold "Okay Jennie.. Just call me Lisa, I'm 22 years old"

"Tell me about your family" I avert our conversation to another topic. She was silenced for awhile and her expression shows a hurtful sorrow "I don't have them.. They are dead, killed in accident, 5 years ago" it send a thud in my chest. "I'm sorry for your lost.. Mmm.. So can you tell me where you live? "

"Summer Street. " She answer it short. Damn, this client is basically passive. It concerns me a bit because my role in this session become more pressuring as I need to widened the conversation topic to make this bonding work out, plus repo is the most important period to build a therapeutic relation. (A/n: a relationship between client and counselor.. It have a long explanation actually but I can't make a lecture note here. Lol. )

"Are you living alone? " I ask again and she give me a nod. "Can you tell me how you spend your day? " "I do what I like" "What are the things that you like? " This girl is really interesting despite her awful personality, she is a mystery.. I wonder what brings her here. "I read, I go to club, hitting woman.. And ask them for money" my eyes widened, I swear my curiosity is really boiling up. "Wow.. You can do that? That's cool, you don't have to work"

I'm so interested that my emotion really show up. (a/n: in real life, counselor shouldn't do this, they must remain natural, it will mess up the therapeutic relation) She smirk and stands up, oh shit.. I made a mistake. "..I.. " Her eyes narrowed with temptation. "..Can.. " She lean down, she put both hands on my thighs "...Make you.. " She whisper in a very low, husky seductive voice, I can smell her breath, I can feel her body heat, her face is merely an inch against mine, I pursed my lips.. I've never encounter something like this in my life.

"I.. I think, our session end here.. " I push her slightly with a flushed face, I hope I'm not being observed by my lecturer today because I messed up my counseling session. "Why miss counselor.. Are you tempted? " She smirk, she go back to her sit. Damn this girl.. Is she hitting on me or what? I try to compose myself.

I smile and shook my head. "Thank you for being here today Jennie.. So, as a summary.. Today we've been talking about your life and yourself. Your name is Jennie Ruby Jane Kim, you're 23 years old, you..." I was pausing because I remember her sorrowful face when she told me about her family then she immediately cut me "I lost my family, I live alone, I love sex, I'm gay and I'm jobless. "

I smile, shaking my head "Yeah.. You right.. I'm sorry for my action.. " I was sympathizing her and it's wrong for me to shows any sympathy because as a counselor that is a no-no.. It will grow an attachment inside the client, you'll be influenced by emotion and you will not able to help the client to solve her problem. (A/n: it have more detail, but I'm just summarizing it)

" That's it for today session.. We'll meet again next week, at the same time and same place" I smile and immediately avert my eyes from her. She's dangerous. She's causing an emotional scene in my head.

I glance at my watch, it's 3:00pm.. Our session didn't last 1 hour, I feel a little dissapointed on myself, it's a failed session. Definitely a failed session. I can't believe what the puffy cheek girl did to me, why? Why?  WHY? I sigh remembering the scene and I feel a hot fury stares are flaming on me.

I look at my side, I forgot for awhile that this puffy cheek girl was walking with me since we go out from the counseling room "Why are you sighing? " she ask coldly. Damn, did I let it out loud, I scratch the back of my head and shake my head and she stop on her track while still shooting her deathly glare "Are you complaining about me in your head? "

"No!" well technically yes.. "I'll see you next week Jennie" I can't handle her anymore, I need a space. I quicken my pace ahead but suddenly I feel a tug on my shirt. I stop and look behind me "Where do you think you're going?" I freeze and shake my head, I look like a fragile little child. Ugh. This woman.

"Let's go home? " I said with a smile, she didn't answer and just walk through passing me. I low down my head. I surrender. I can't understand her.. This girl.. Ughhhh!

So we ended up walking together, I'm on my way to my car and she stop infront of the building entrance. I stopped and look at her, this crazy woman is not planning to stand here all day right? "Jennie? Are you waiting for someone? " She look at me and nod. I sigh with a relief, at least she's not that crazy to stand here alone waiting for nothing.

I smile and nod, continuing my pace "Lisa" I turned back and see the small latter approaching me.

She stop in front of me and lock her eyes on mine, is she checking me out? She's literally eyeing me from my head to my face, to my body and my legs, then her eyes fixed once again on my eyes.

"You're beautiful, just like what you described"

This puffy cheek girl is definitely unbelievable, how can she have a twisted personality in a short time? I don't think I can last three session with her.

"Thank you Jennie, you're pretty too."

This girl left me so many emotion, fear.. Attraction.. Admiration.. Curiosity.. Confusion.. Because she's dangerous, at the same time very beautiful and alluring and at the same bold and cold. I don't know how to handle all of them. I hope I'll get better on the next session, I'll have to do a repo again, she opened too little about herself and she's manipulating me. Gosh.. Who actually is that woman?

A/n: I admit this story is a little bit hard to write when fact and fantasy combined.. It's getting hard to imagine. Lol. Btw my classes will start on Monday, wish my ass luck, wink!

If you don't understand something that I write in this story, just ask me in the comment section. I'll try to answer.. Even if I'm no good😂