THE ROCKSTAR SECRET THERAPIST

CHAPTER3

Emma's POV

The realization hit me like a freight train.

A doctor?

I myself google my own Symptoms whenever I have headache.

So why on earth did I Say yes?

My Stomach twisted So hard I thought I might throw up right there in the Conference room..

The executives however looked like Christmas had arrived early.

"Thank God."

"We might actually survive this."

"Get the Car ready."

Everyone Started moving at once..

Phones rang.

Assistants rushed in and out.

People Shouted instructions.

Meanwhile I Sat frozen in my Chair Still trying to Process the fact that I had just Sold my Soul for a Paycheck.

A very large Paycheck.

The man who had introduced himself as Rebecca Hayes' assistant turned toward me.

"Doctor?"

My heart jumped.

Right? Apparently I was Doctor now.

I forced a Smile.

"Yes?"

"The driver is waiting."

The driver?

Waiting for what?

Then realization dawned.

Oh no.

This wasn't Starting next week or tomorrow or even tonight…. This was Starting now.

Twenty minutes later I Sat inside the back of a luxury SUV.

The City blurred outside the tinted windows and my reflection Stared back at me.

I Couldn't do this.

I absolutely Couldn't do this.

At any Second Someone Could discover the truth.

I'd get arrested, humiliated and thrown into jail.

My phone buzzed.

It was Sophie.

I immediately answered.

"Hey."

"Emma!"

Her Cheerful voice filled the Car.

"You Sound weird."

"Do I?"

"You Sound like Someone hiding a body."

I almost Choked.

"That's oddly Specific."

"Answer the question."

I rubbed my forehead.

"I'm fine."

There was a Pause.

"You aren't."

Leave it to Sophie to know me too well.

"I'll tell you later."

"That's never reassuring."

I laughed weakly.

"I’m not kidding."

The driver glanced at me through the mirror.

I quickly looked away.

I definitely Couldn't tell Sophie I was Pretending to be a doctor for a Celebrity.

She'd have a heart attack.

Then She'd kill me.

Then She'd have another heart attack.

"I love you," She Suddenly Said.

The words Caught me off guard.

My Chest tightened.

"Love you too."

After ending the call, guilt Settled heavily in my Stomach.

I hated lying to her but how Could I explain this?

How Could I explain Something I barely understood myself?

The SUV turned through massive iron gates.

And Suddenly my jaw dropped.

The mansion looked less like a house and more like a luxury resort.

The Place Probably had its own zip Code.

I Stared and the driver Smiled.

"First time?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"A little."

I laughed nervously.

I looked like a tourist Seeing Disneyland for the first time.

The SUV Stopped and the driver opened my door.

I Stepped out…

Immediately a tall blond guy burst through the front doors.

"Doctor Brooks!"

He Practically jogged toward me.

His grin was bright enough to Power a Small City.

"Hi."

"I'm Noah."

He Shook my hand enthusiastically.

"Thank God you're here."

Something told me I was going to hear that Phrase a lot.

Noah Stepped aside.

Two other guys emerged from the mansion.

One had dark hair and Calm green eyes.

The other looked like he wanted to Punch Someone… Possibly me.

Noah Pointed.

"That’s Liam."

The Calm one nodded.

"Nice to meet you."

Then Noah Pointed toward Mr. Sunshine.

Or rather Mr. Murderous Expression.

"That’s Jake."

Jake Crossed his arms.

Suspicion Practically radiated from him.

"Doctor."

Something about the way he Said it made me nervous.

I Swallowed.

"Jake."

His eyes narrowed Slightly… Like he was already trying to figure me out.

Inside, the mansion Somehow became even more ridiculous.

The living room alone was bigger than my apartment.

A grand piano Sat near floor-to-Ceiling windows.

Gold records decorated the walls.

Framed magazine Covers Showcased Midnight Riot's Success.

These guys weren't just famous… They were insanely famous.

Noah led me toward a large Sitting area.

"We Should fill you in."

Fill me in on what?

My Pulse quickened.

I Sat down trying very hard not to look terrified.

Liam leaned forward.

"Ethan's Condition has been getting worse."

I nodded Slowly.

As if I understood anything.

Jake watched me Carefully.

Noah Continued.

"Last month he Sleepwalked into a hotel hallway."

I blinked.

Okay.

That Sounded bad…

Then Liam added—

"Last week he nearly fell off a hotel balcony."

My heart Stopped. "What?"

The word escaped before I Could Stop it.

Noah nodded grimly.

"Thirty floors up."

A Chill raced down my Spine.

"Oh my God."

This was Serious… Dangerously Serious.

Jake Crossed his arms tighter.

"What treatment do you recommend?"

My Soul Practically left my body.

Treatment?

What treatment?

I didn't know any treatment…

Think Emma… Think.

My brain Scrambled desperately.

Then Somehow words Came out.

"Before treatment..."

I Paused dramatically.

Mostly because I needed time.

"...I'd like to observe him."

Noah nodded immediately..

"That makes Sense."

Jake didn't look Convinced… Not even Slightly.

But he didn't Push further.

Then I met Ethan Knight.

And immediately understood why tabloids Called him difficult.

The guy entered the room like he owned oxygen.

He has a broad Shoulders, dark hair and a Piercing blue eyes.

The kind of face that belonged on giant billboards.

The kind that made women forget basic motor functions.

Unfortunately, his Personality ruined the effect almost instantly.

The moment he Spotted me, his expression darkened.

"No."

Everyone groaned.

Noah Sighed.

"Ethan."

"No."

He Pointed directly at me.

"Another therapist?"

Jake muttered Something under his breath.

Liam rubbed his forehead.

Clearly this Conversation had happened before.

Ethan looked at me then rolled his eyes like a teenager.

"How old are you?"

I blinked.

"I'm twenty-Six."

His eyebrow rose. "You look twelve."

Okay. That's very rude.

My annoyance flared.

"You’re funny."

"I'm not funny"

"I wasn't asking." I Said.

Noah Suddenly looked interested.

Liam looked Concerned and Jake looked entertained.

Ethan Stared… I Stared back.

Neither of us blinked.

Then finally he Smirked…

"You've got attitude."

I folded my arms.

"So do you."

The Smirk disappeared.

Apparently Mr. Rockstar wasn't used to being Challenged.

Good.

Someone Should Challenge him…

Ethan walked Closer.

His eyes locked onto mine.

"So tell me doctor, what miracle Cure are you Planning to Sell me?"

My Stomach twisted.

But irritation Pushed Past fear.

"I wasn't aware helping Someone qualified as Selling."

His jaw tightened.

Noah quietly whispered—

"Oh, this is going to be fun."

I ignored him.

Ethan ignored him too.

"You therapists always think you Can fix People."

"I'm not trying to fix you."

"Good, because I'm not broken." He Stepped back.

Something flashed across his face.

Pain…

But it left So quickly I almost missed it.

Interesting.

Very interesting.

The arrogance and hostility, maybe those weren't the real Ethan.

Maybe they were armor.

Then again—

Maybe he was Simply a jerk.

Honestly, both options Seemed possible..

"I'm not doing therapy."

His voice cut through my thoughts.

I Sighed.

"You don't have a Choice."

A dangerous look entered his eyes.

"I always have a Choice."

"Not when your Sleepwalking almost gets you killed."

There was a heavy Silence.

The room froze.

Noah looked nervous. Liam looked worried and Jake looked Shocked.

Apparently nobody talked to Ethan like that.

For Several Seconds Ethan Simply Stared at me.

Then he laughed.

A deep, Surprised laugh.

"I hate her already."

Noah grinned. "That's Progress."

Hours later, I Sat alone in my guest room.

The room was bigger than my entire apartment.

The bed looked expensive enough to have its own Security System.

Yet despite the luxury Surrounding me, I felt Sick.

What was I doing?

I wasn't a doctor. I wasn't qualified and I wasn't Supposed to be here.

Every Second felt like borrowed time.

And Sooner or later, everything would fall apart.

I Called my Sister and told her everything that happened silently. She Screamed her lungs out and almost entered the Phone to Come bite me here.

I told her to exercise Patience that I'd find my ways out of here Soon but firstly, She Should help me arrange my loads and Send it here first thing tomorrow morning.

She later Calmed down and agreed. I dropped the Call afterwards.

A knot tightened in my Chest.

Maybe I Should leave.

Maybe I Should tell the truth.

Maybe–

A Scream Shattered the Silence.

My eyes flew open.

Another Scream followed..

Footsteps thundered through the hallway.

My heart leaped into my throat.

I jumped off the bed and rushed toward the door.

The moment I yanked it open, Chaos exploded around me.

Noah Sprinted Past.

Liam was yelling into his Phone.

Jake looked Pale and fear flashed across his face.

Real fear…

"What happened?" I Shouted.

Nobody answered.

Then Noah looked at me.

His eyes wide with Panic.

"It's Ethan!"

My Stomach dropped.

Another Scream echoed through the mansion, Coming from upstairs.

Coming from above us.

Noah took off running.

Jake Cursed and Liam raced after them.

Without thinking, I followed.

We all Charged up the Stairs together.

The Screams grew louder.

My Pulse hammered.

Then we burst through the rooftop access door and my blood turned to ice.

Ethan Stood at the edge of the roof.

Fast asleep and Sleepwalking.

He was one Step away from a deadly fall.

And he was Still moving forward.