7

(The curtains close and the house is black. There are sounds of children that start to fade away into the distance. The audience sits in total silence for nearly 5 minutes. After the long pause the curtain is drawn back and there is a young man sitting in a chair. He has a backpack on the floor next to him and he is thumbing through a magazine as he nervously bounces his legs. There is no one else in the waiting room but him. The telephone rings and the receptionist gets the phone calls. He sits and waits.)
Nurse: (A side door opens and a nurse peeks her head out and calls his name) Trevor McNan?
Trevor: (Stands and waves slightly) Yeah
(Nurse opens the door wider and lets him walk into the second room. The second room is calming with greens and blues and aesthetic pictures on the walls. There is a couch in the middle of the room and a desk with chairs near it. There is a book case and Trevor wanders over to read some of the titles of the books. The Nurse nods that the doctor will be in shortly and Trevor doesn’t look at her as she walks back out. He stands looking at the books)
Trevor: (Under his breath to himself) Childhood trauma, Why do bad things happen to good people…My dad shot my mom in the head? (He picks up the book to look at the cover)
DR: (Entering) that is actually a good book, despite all its creepy weird factors.
Trevor: (Startled turns around) Oh, sorry, I was just looking for- I mean looking at-I’m sorry (He puts the book back on the shelf)
DR: (Calm) it’s really ok; I would love if you wanted to read something from there. You are a reader I heard.
Trevor: Who told you that?
DR: Your mother, sometimes that’s all she talks about, is your reading and detachment from society
Trevor: How would she know anything about society?
DR: Have a seat; this might be too heavy of a subject to start with. How are you?
Trevor: I’m fine; really I don’t need to be here
DR: Fair enough. Let’s talk about how things are going in your life
Trevor: You mean about the whole, I was molested by some weirdo when I was a kid, orphaned, lived in a studio for months then some alcoholic witch became my mother and my life has been a freak show ever since?
DR: Well, I have a different version of that but- if that is something or something’s that you would like to talk about with me then I would like that.
(Trevor is silent)
DR: Are there any of those things that you want to talk about with me?
Trevor: I dono none of those things are my problem
DR: Okay, What seems to be your problem?
Trevor: I’m a complete freak
DR: What makes you a complete freak?
Trevor: You have to promise never to tell anyone
DR: Well, that is a good point, I have something’s that I need you to sign that state that I wont tell anyone any of the things that we talk about today or any day. Unless they are things that will either harm you or harm another person
Trevor: okay okay whatever, so I like this girl
DR: Yeah
Trevor: and she likes me too, which is really cool because she is like completely awesome, but-
DR: (waits for Trevor to say something, when he doesn’t he coaxes him) okay but-
Trevor: But I can’t have sex!
DR: What do you mean you can’t have sex? Trevor: Well, when I try to I can’t-