you’re at the hospital because your abusive boyfriend threw a glass bottle at your arm, you had to get multiple stitches because of how deep it was

you called you therapist telling him about the situation your therapist seemed mad at what happened you told him your boyfriend hasn’t came yet

“Well, that’s unfortunate, I hope—“ you heard someone in the background call for help

“What was that?” you frowned

“Nothing sweetheart, don’t worry about it” as he hangs up on you