Patrick Trafford is pleased with the simple life he has, spending his time tending a tiny garden accompanied by his best friend, Chad, who just happens to be a cockroach. Nevertheless, he can't hide the excitement bubbling in him when a man suddenly appears in the garden.<br><br>Damien Abner politely welcomes, albeit somewhat at a loss, Patrick's warm offer to spend time with him. To have a coffee, watch some movie, and dance along with the characters in it.<br><br>They begin to date and Patrick has never been happier, though he barely knows who Damien is -- not that it matters to him. For him, being clueless does mean bliss.

Just a Little Unwell

“I know that, Patrick. You are somebody. You are an important somebody.”


For a moment Patrick only focuses on how Damien seems to return to the Damien that Patrick knows—the Damien who’s soft and gentle. Patrick feels like crying. He yearns to touch Damien but the leather restraints cruelly remind him of his pitiful state.


“Do you want me to tell you who you are?”


Patrick keeps quiet. He doesn’t trust Damien.


“You know you can trust me. You’ve trusted me.”


“You’ve been rejecting people since you were admitted here. You stopped going to the counselor; you threw away the pills we gave you. Oh, yes, we knew about that. We still managed to give you your meds without you realizing it, though. Otherwise you’d have been worse than this. But ignoring the counseling sessions isn’t helping you at all. That’s why I decided to come to you.”


Damien smiles sadly. “There is no house, Patrick.


It’s just your small quarters—your room.”


Chapter 4