Law & Order SVU Snippets/Short stories

"My little one," (P! Yandere Dr. George Huang x Child reader)

This psychiatrist will find a way to get you back. . .

It was now a Saturday, and at 9 a.m., you and your mother came over to the first therapy session with Dr. Huang. First it was you, then your mother was next. Once in the office, Dr. Huang had given you fidget toys for you to play with, and just in case, he had a cabinet filled with snacks and a mini fridge filled with beverages.

Dr. Huang greeted Y/n with a smile.

"Good morning, Y/n. How's your morning?" Dr. Huang greeted and asked.

You smiled.

"Good," you answered.

"Did your mother feed you breakfast this morning?" Dr. Huang asked.

"Yes," you answered.

"What did you eat for breakfast?" Dr. Huang asked.

"Waffles," you answered.

"Anything else?" Dr. Huang asked.

"Orange juice," you answered.

"Has your mommy been nice to you?" Dr. Huang asked.

"She feeds me, doesn't yell at me, doesn't leave me at night time anymore," you explained.

Dr. Huang hummed and nodded, but deep down, he felt sad because he was worried about not seeing you again.

"What about spending time with you?" Dr. Huang asked, but you shook your head no. A small spark was in Dr. Huang's eyes, with hope.

"No, she would just watch TV while I play with my toys," you explained. He nodded his head as he listened to you.

"Does your mommy stop drinking?" Dr. Huang asked.

You nodded your head.

"Yes," you answered, and the psychiatrist nodded his head.

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After your session, it was time for your mother's therapy, when your mother was called in, you noticed your mother didn't want to go through for this, she groaned and rolled her eyes, then she walked into the office leaving you alone.

After the three sessions that you and your mother went to, the both of you went home, you eat dinner, have a bath, before bedtime, you grabbed a book that Dr. Huang, gift you, and you went to find your mother to ask if she can read a bedtime story before bed.

When you walked out of your bedroom, you found your mother was in the fridge, and she was pulling out a green bottle.

"Mommy," you called out.

"What do you want?" Your mother asked while glaring you.

"Can you please read me a story?" Y/n asked.

"No," your mother immediately answered.

"Go to bed," your mother ordered, which you obey, you went back into your bedroom, turn off the light, grabbed a flashlight, sat down on your bed, and started to read while shinning the flashlight.