Chapter 282 - The Unknown Psychiatrist (1)

"What do you remember, about that night?" Gaze asked the young girl, her eyes closed but there was serious bags under them. It was clear she hadn't gotten much sleep.

"It didn't happen….." The girl said slowly her voice was weak and filled with emotional distress.

"What Didn't happen?" Gaze asked, her eyes held nothing.

"the…..The….." She couldn't say it, her hands clenched, she could have drawn blood the way she was going.

Faith Ward the female lead of this Story, she had a normal life, was a single child. Quite introverted, she kept to herself and distance herself away from any drama. She is a character who would buckle under pressure. Her Parents where both strict and busy as they upheld standards for her, but, its clear that they loved her.

She never did expect that one day she would become the victim of a ****, nor that no one would believe her. Home alone one day, she got a surprise at her door. When Teen Heartthrob of her Highschool, Jordan Robinson knocked onto her door.

Great Reputation among the community, Smart enough to get into Harvard, His Father is the Sheriff of their small Town. He has a record of good deeds and rarely anything bad.

The two had never talked nor run into each other when he knocked, she was surprised and let him in. A short talk then suddenly turned threatening when she rejected going with him to senior prom. In fear she didn't fight back and then he left just like that. Without thinking she called the police in terror, a report that went up and blow way out of proportions.

No believed her, and she was ruined for it. Afterall, who would believe the quiet girl was r.a.p.ed by the Jordan Robinson known for having a good reputation. Now she was the quiet girl who wanted to ruin a good person for no reason, she was forced to retract her words, by everyone including her parents and teachers.

She faced punishment for making a false report and is now in therapy enforced by her parents.

Gaze is the unknown Psychiatrist in the book, the one she talked to and the one who was mentioned and never shown. Leilani Sweeney, her original occupation is the Guidance Counselor of Alakin High School of Honors. The very high School this story takes place in, she often works as a psychiatrist for the summer.

Gaze was paid by the girl's parents for her depression, they where worried about her, although disappointed, they where worried and she wouldn't talk to them.

"Not all s.e.x.u.a.l assaults and r.a.p.es cause visible injuries. Injuries can often be internal, such as internal bleeding or s.e.x.u.a.lly transmitted diseases. There may not be any injuries at all after an incident of violence or abuse.

It was noted by law enforcement that you had no physical injuries. But unfortunately, they never checked the mental state of the victim due to the lack of physical injuries. It's possible that they never considered a victim to be to scare to fight back if they were held at knife or gun point." Gaze watched as the young girl trembled and turned her body to face the leather of the comfortable couch. She picked up her mug of coffee and added a spoon of sugar before she drank it and continued.

"Survivors of s.e.x.u.a.l violence may have difficulty trusting others. As a result, survivors may have a hard time maintaining relationsh.i.p.s. In some cases, it can become challenging to determine who can be trustworthy.

They may also remove themselves from their community and loved ones following acts of violence. Changes in behavior may also occur, including having outbursts of anger or similar reactions." She sighed and took another sip before placing the cup down. Gaze looked at the young lady's back for a few more minutes as she stood up. She leaned against her window and looked out at the teenagers sitting by the grass relaxing. Some are leaving because the school hours have ended.

"Miss. Ward, If you cannot trust others and others cannot trust you. Then the least you can do is to trust yourself. I will not keep you here and you are free to leave if you wish to now." It was a few moments until she heard a shuffle and the girl left closing the door behind her.

Some time had passed before Principle Blake Jenkins walks into her office to see that Gaze is still staring out the window.

"How is she?" Blake asked in curiosity. He wasn't a bad person he may follow the rules of the department of education too much. But he cared about his students, he was eager to have Miss Ward who had a bad reputation to get the help she needed. As such he incorporated session with Gaze daily.

"Blake, have you ever wondered? If she had been telling the truth the whole time."

"….." Blake froze, Gaze had known Blake during her collage days both have been employed at this school for more then twenty years. "don't tell me you-"

"Blake, please answer my question." Gaze said.

"No, I haven't because it isn't true. She lied about such an awful thing and has to pay the price for it."

She sighed as she sat back down in her chair. "The police didn't handle the situation as well as you think Blake, **** doesn't have to leave physical injurie. The second thing is if they where unsure of the truth they could have given her a lie detector test as per protocol. Yet they didn't, Miss Ward named an assailant, but doesn't the assailant doesn't mean that it's the person she named."

"….." Black gulped, as he leaned back with a pale face. "What do you-"

"She shows all the signs of a Victim of S.e.xual Assault, the charges at the hospital will test to that. Although discharge wasn't identified. What was identified that she was that she had lost her v.i.r.g.i.nity not long after she came to the hospital.

That was the day she reported her case to the police.

Blake, She did have some kind of s.e.x.u.a.l intercourse that day. If it was ****, what kind of injustice due you think both, you, the girls parents, and the police did to her. I am not saying to believe I am saying to investigate this and be completely sure.

As her councilor and therapist, I am limited to what I can do."

Blake sighed and nodded his head. "I'll look into this, quietly to." He pushed his hair back, as he got up.