Eye Of The Storm

Chapter Four

Squall was now released and Laguna was taking him to a place called Whispering Pines. A Mental Health Clinic in Balamb and Squall really didn't want to go. Dr. Sullivan had prescribed him an ani-depression medicine, saying most victims will have to take some form of it. His friends were at Balamb and still no one seen Seifer. There were reports of him being down at the docks, but he wasn't found.

When reports of a boat missing came to them, the SeeD's and police alerted towns all over and even sent patrols out on the water. Squall's dorm was set up for when he came back and the Training Area was open again after the police were done with it. Of course after the okay it was cleaned.

Now Laguna pulled into the clinic's parking lot and Squall stared at the building. "I don't want to go." Squall said. "Don't worry Squall. I'll come with you." Laguna said, opening the door and eventually Squall got out of the car as well. When they entered the building, a old woman receptionist looked up. "We're here to see Terry Willhouse." Laguna said and told Squall's name.

"Yes Mr. Leonhart. Fill these papers out then she'll see you." The woman said and Squall took the clipboard. They both sat in the waiting room and he filled out the papers, then gave them back to her. Within 10 minutes a woman with short brown hair walked into the waiting room. "Squall?"

Squall and Laguna stood up and she shook their hands. "I'm Terry. I've got all your paperwork from the hospital. Please come back to the room." The woman was round, but about Rinoa's height and brown eyes. "Do you want me to come with you?" Laguna asked. "No." Squall said and the older man sat back down. Terry led Squall down the hallway and to a office.

After they entered she shut the door and he sat in a chair. A small couch was also there along with a few stands and a bookcase. Both the carpet and walls were a light beige color. Terry sat in a office chair and brought out a notepad. "So Squall have you ever been into counseling?" She asked and he shook his head. "No."

She smiled and Squall sighed. "Okay, tell me a little about yourself Squall." He glanced at her then shrugged. "There's not much to tell. You already know about the 2nd Sorceress War, there's nothing more." He said. "What about your childhood? How was that like?" Squall groaned and rubbed his forehead. "I don't fucking know! I don't want to be here and I don't want to answer these dumb ass questions!" He stood up and she raised her hands.

"Calm down Squall. It's okay, but you need to talk things out. It'll be better in the long run." She said. "I don't need anything. I'm fine and I definiatly don't need to talk to anyone." Squall said and she stood up as well. "Squall, I would advise you to seek help. Rape isn't the kind of thing you can recover on your own." She said. "I don't need to see anyone. I need to go."

Squall left the room and Terry sighed, going to phone the hospital. In the waiting room Laguna looked up puzzled and followed his son out the door. "Squall, that didn't take long." He said and they got into the car. "When do you see her next?" Laguna asked, pulling out of the parking lot.

"I'm not." Squall simply said. "Squall...." Laguna began. "No. I don't need help and I don't need to fucking talk to anyone." Squall said irritably. "Okay, okay. You can't be forced, but you can tell me anything. You know that right?" Squall gave a nod and they drove off to Balamb Garden. Along the way it was silent and Laguna inwardly cursed himself.

'I should have went in with him. He might have been more comfortable.' Laguna thought and the Garden came into view. 'Maybe he'll be better at home.' They pulled into the underground parking lot and got ready to go to his dorm.

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