Re:treraticione ep.2

"Lisa, Lisa, Lisa... What do you feel when I say your name?"
"There's simply no feelings, my given name has always been strange to me, I've always felt empty , like it's not even mine to begin with doctor."
The doctor stood up from her silver colored chair and walked over to her squared window. Her American complexion was beautiful. Her green eyes were mind-reading, and her natural face was stunning.
"Come here L. I want you to tell me what you see..." Said the doctor.
A younger woman stood up from the chair at the other side of the blue colored room. Her short red hair, her strange face made it almost impossible to know where she was originally from, and her black eyes were profound even though what she wore was a complete wreck.
"I see cars, pollution, children, lovers, men, dogs..." L said leaning agaisnt the window contemplating the day. It was very foggy, and the summer vapor made it impossible to walk outside.
"Forget about that" Said the doctor touching L's hand." Why don't you see me instead?"
L's body suddenly got an exciment between her legs, without knowing what to do, she grabbed the doctor's hand and pushed it away.
"You're my doctor, and i'm only 18. Do you really want to break off our trust just like that?" L said friendly looking at her doctor's eyes.
"Yes, I want to."
"Alright then, get naked. I'll close the door."

Re:treraticione

Stressful remarks contemplate her naked body as she goes up the stairs to the second floor of her small apartment. Her painful looking eyes were swelling with feelings of solitude. Her pale skin was tired and full of pain. Her thoughts were simple, she just wanted love, she just wanted freedom and peace of mind.
She felt that she was being forgotten by the closed people that knew her, and her biggest secret: "Her love life." Only few of those people close to her knew her that well. Those eyes of wisdom and experience were only a cover to a lonely soul yearning for real affection. She faked her smile, she faked her life, and she faked herself.
What else was there to fake? The truth of it all, was that this soul was just another person who was not "perfect".