151 Meeting with a Therapist
The wind whipped in my hair as the sun shone down into the city streets of LA. The city was alive and filled with people as I drove my Lambo towards the therapist of the devil. Crowds of people bustled an hustled around the streets as I pulled into the large building that was contained the therapist i was looking for. Beside me in the car was Illyana who had voiced her wanting to join me and support me. My other women had aggrievedly complained at the fact i wasn't taking them too but they were quickly shut down when Heimdal called for Idun on orders from Odin, Xavier contacted Jean through telepathy about resuming her position at the school as the medical teacher and Oceana was dragged away by Pixel, Skadi and Kali to assist them in making the government more fluid and create new jobs and facilities using the replicators.
Thus i sat in the Lambo with my beautiful first wife, dressed in a white blouse and stylish jeans she dripped sensuality, sexiness and richness from all over her body. I quickly parked the car and stopped to look at her. Her new features were gobsmacking and made me feel blessed for having such a woman as my wife and lover. She frowned in confusion as she saw me staring at her.
"What's wrong? Is something on my face?"
"No, i am just looking at one of the most beautiful women in my life."
She blushed before slapping my thigh.
"You don't have to lie for my sake..."
"It isn't a lie though."
She embarrassedly opened her car door and quickly got out once she unbuckled her seatbelt. Warmth filled my heart as i saw her get all shy once again, she was only like this for me, with other people she was positively a trickster, she actually became friends with Loki somewhat when we were staying at Tony's after i left my training.
'Wait maybe that is where he got his info back then...? All well, it doesn't matter.'
I got out of the lambo as well and locked it, catching up to my wife a minute later as she waited for the elevator. Honestly i could have teleported there but sometimes just spending time travelling with my loved ones was just much better.
We waited for the elevator and quickly got on when it appeared. The building was a standard office with reception and a waiting room for patients and such, i didn't really care for waiting so, much like Lucifer, I walked past the reception, which was asleep at the desk, and began to scan the doorways for the name of the specific Therapist. After a minute of searching and bumping into other people i finally found the office i was looking for.
<Dr. Martin>
"Ah, here we are sweetheart, this is the therapist i got knowledge of."
"Mmm, okay? I don't see how she will be any better than a therapist in our original multiverse..."
"Don't worry, you'll find out."
I got closer to the door and began to hear the conversation on the other side, a rather familiar voices sounding out.
"That's funny... Where'd you learn that? The Future...?"
"Okay, I can sense that you're both very angry but I can also see that you're not as different as you may think."
I heard deep sighs from inside the room. 'Shit, this is an awkward time for me to come...' I shook my head and turned back, waiting for them to finish. It didn't take long as soon a punk-like woman huffily stepped out of the room with a studded choker. She didn't even notice us as she stormed off. Illyana looked at me and was massively confused.
"Didn't you say that the Therapist was good?"
"Yes, she is just dealing with some very complex people, especially that woman."
She nodded as she snuggled into my arm a little, accepting my words despite her doubt.
"Rory!" Decker rushed out of the room and quickly followed her as a absolutely frustrated Lucifer followed after. Well, he would have if i wasn't there. He stepped out of the room and looked towards Chloe and then turned his head to me, cocking it to the side out of curiosity and confusion.
"Do i know you?"
"No, i don't think we have met..."
"Haha, very well, if you require aid or wish to speak about your otherworldly problems, please give me a call... Now i am busy, you know, becoming god and all." He flicked a small card in my direction before hurriedly following after his partner and his daughter.
Illyana looked thoroughly flabbergasted at the exchange before looking at me with stunned curiosity.
"Emelia, who was that?"
"Lucifer Morningstar, The Devil, Son of God... He has a lot of titles but just call him Lucifer. Now, let's go meet the therapist." She nodded numbly as she stared at me. As i dragged her forwards she shook her head and followed me through without assistance.
"Ah! Sorry, but i don't think i have any patients now?"
"Haha, well, let's just say i heard about you from a friend and came to see you."
"Who would this friend be?"
"Lucifer..."
Linda facepalmed before slowly setting her items down and sitting once more, gesturing towards the couch. Illyana followed me and sat down next to me as she looked at Linda in analysis.
"Emelia, is she another one?"
"No sweetheart, she is already in a relationship with Lucifer's brother."
"Oh..."
"Well seeing as how both of you know about me could you please introduce yourself?"
"Shit, i forgot, sorry. My name is Emelia Lionheart, this is my wife, Illyana Rasputina."
"Right..." Illyana waved to her lightly as she hugged my right arm tightly, my smile growing larger.
"Could i inquire as to the nature of your coming here today?"
"Ah, yes, well you see i have some complex problems that are on the level of Lucifer or maybe even a little bit more crazy... I hoped to gain your assistance in navigating my own issues."
"Okay, well the first step to solving a problem is to get outside guidance and have self-knowledge of ones issues... Now, could i ask you what your problems are?"
"Umm, well, i know it may seem ridiculous but i come from another Multiverse."
Her jaw dropped a little but quickly rose back up as she was already used to craziness relating to reality and existence. 'I knew she was a good choice!'
"O-okay, right, well, what seems to be the problem?"
"Well, you see i died and reincarnated, as a Nephilim, half angel and half demon. I had died to cancer and had severely cruel parents that abandoned me when I was diagnosed of cancer. My father was a very hands-on man and was abusive to me and my mother... My mother was just as bad to me and caused a lot of pain to me as well, especially with a pot of boiling water one time..."
"...Okay... That is a lot... Well how about we focus on the past trauma and move onto your current issues, shall we?"
I continued to speak on the fact that my parents were overly abusive, my mother covering my hand at one point with boiling water. My father was a large subject of the discussion as i spoke about the time building up to my diagnosis of cancer. I was 14 at the time and my father had beaten me for wearing what he considered 'whore-ish' clothes, i layed on the floor bleeding and crying as my mother was also struck for my 'failure'. We should have been a team and worked together against the man and to escape him, i knew that, but it didn't turn out that way as my mother blamed me for her own punishments and tortured me more for her own satisfaction. This continued for several years, my only escape being the times where i could escape into fiction with my limited amount of friends. Even then, that was stopped about a month after it started as my father cottoned on and gave me another round of beating as he was high on meth, my mother doing the same after her own round of beatings.
After this I started to cough up blood every day and coughed harder and harder, the beating i was getting making me think i was dying every time it happened where as before it was a usual pain, now it deep. Months later I had gone to the hospital to get some help, hoping to escape my parents and move on with my life... My luck was so shitty that they found i had cancer in pretty much all of my organs. I was stunned but at this point had accepted my fate.
I was placed into a ward in the hospital where they informed my parents that i was extremely sick but they didn't come. The doctors and nurses were astounded by the lack of response and asked the police to check in on them. I had heard from the nurses a day later that the house was completely cleaned out and it was obvious people had recently left, i was now homeless with no family and cancer everywhere inside of me. I would have probably cried at the time but i was so broken that I acted as if nothing happened and tried to act joyful and happy. I was offered books and novels, educational books and TV shows. Most of my time was then spent coughing blood up, feeling immense pain throughout my body and watching every Marvel Movie and other movie i could, i especially liked the ones that had good endings.
Everything from there followed what i had done afterwards and up to this point, keeping the specifics of powers, circumstances and people vague, as i relayed it all.
Illyana was hugging me from the side with a lot of force, comforting me as i explained my pain.
"I see... Well, can i ask some questions?"
"Of course!" I happily replied as Illyana continued to hug me.
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Don't worry i am not going to go through the session fully, i just wanted to explain her origin a bit... Sorry for the lateness of the Chap, i was a bit busy researching things!
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