THE TRUTH HURTS - 03

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"She tore up my shirt," Dean shrieked storming into the studio after the episode that occurred earlier today.  The tattooed guy that he was ranting to stopped their movement on the computer to turned around, placing their arms above their head as they saw irritate Dean pacing back and front.

Dean had walked into the studio holding the shredded blue shirt in his hand waving it up in the air while pacing back and forth in the small room.

"I'm not going to say this but I'm going to say for your own good, Dean." He took a deep breath. "You need to quit enabling her and let her go."

Dean stopped his pacing and slouched down on the dark blue couch letting out a loud sigh into the blue shirt that was bunched up in his hand. He shook his head from side to side seriously contemplated on the matter. "You know I want to so bad," he admitted. "I just wish...ugh. I just wish things were different, Jay. "

"Different as in what different?"

Dean shook his head. "That's the thing I just don't know."

Jay pushes himself up from his chair and pants his friend's shoulder and then squeezes it. "You need to let that shit go for you and for her."

Dean nods his head. "Yeah..."

Before he knows it he drowns himself into his music until he receives a notification on his iPhone. He halts Jay for a second to check the message. 

"Meeting in an hour."

Dean then comes out of the recording booth. "I got to go," he said to Jay, slipping his phone back in his pocket of his jacket.

Jay nods his head and waves him away and goes back to the computer as he rearranged what they have so far completed.

Dean pats Jay's shoulder and heads out of the studio to his vehicle. He hits the button on his keychain, alerted the car to unlock its doors before getting into his vehicle. He drives out of the city until he arrives at his destination. He gets out and heads inside a small white building with privacy glass wrapped around.

He opens the door and walks up to the front desk and is greeted by a young woman who just came back from her lunch break. She pulls back the glass window and smiles towards Dean. "How may I help you?" She asked him. 

Dean taps his fingers on the counter and closes his eyes truly never expecting that he would actually be here. "Uh..I'm here to see Dr. Hwang for our 1:00 PM appointment."

The woman nods her head and leans back down tapping away on the keyboard to pull up Dean's information. She looks up and provides him with an eased look. "I'll let her know that you're here, okay. Please take a seat."

Dean thanks the woman as he turns around to find an available seat in the quiet waiting room, which is not hard since he was the only one there. 

A few minutes pass and finally the door to the back area opens and standing holding the door knob was the person that Dean was here to see. 

"Hello, Mr. Kwon, come this way," she stated, motioning her other hand to wave Dean towards the back to her office. 

Dean slaps his hands on his thigh forcing himself to get up from the comfortable chair. The doctor closed the door behind him and guided him to the back towards her office. "So how has thing been going for you?"

Dean stays quiet rubbing the back of his head, "I guess it's alright, music career has been going well so far."

Dr. Hwang lets out a small hum until they arrive at her office and Dean takes a seat in one of her black chair. 

She walks over to her desk and pulls out a small pad and also a recorder to record today's session. She hits the red button on the recorder and says a couple of things before starting the session with Dean. 

"So how are you holding up, Mr. Kwon?

Dean fiddled with his fingers as he glanced down staring at the shagged white carpet. The woman that spoke leaned back in her chair laying her arms over the yellow pad that was in front of her on her lap. "Take your time, Mr. Kwon, there isn't any rush."

With another deep sigh, Dean nods his head and rubbed the inside of his palms together. "...I missed them so much...I wish that I was there to protect them...but I failed...I failed..."

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See Dean has his own problems

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