Forever Always Ends (Ricky's Story)

Chapter 8

“How do you feel?”

I closed my eyes and folded my hands on my stomach. My head rested on the comfy, leather arm of the couch I was laying on. I sighed at the question.

“Still sad, but mostly numb.” I didn’t want to explain to him that it wasn’t the only emotion I was feeling, because I didn’t know what I was feeling either. It was a mixture of sadness, depression, regret, desperation, love, longing… and anger. I longed to see my sweet Emma again. I would do anything just to see her sweet lips smiling at me once more.

“Any nightmares?” The man asked me. I shook my head slightly. I would’ve rather been anywhere but here. I didn’t need a shrink. I wasn’t crazy- just incredibly sad. The only reason I was here was because George had insisted I see someone. He thought it would ‘help’. It’s doing anything but ‘helping’. The doctor flipped his notepad to another page. “Have you been seeing Emma?”

My heart skipped a beat at the sound of her name being spoken. “Everywhere,” I admitted. It didn’t matter where I went- I saw Emma everywhere. Any girl who looked like her, I was sure it was her, on TV, in magazines… Her face was inescapable.

The doctor let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose underneath his glasses. “Ricky, I know this is hard for you. And this may be a little difficult for you to hear, but Emma is not coming back. She’s dead. Yes, it is normal for you to think you saw her, but you can’t get your hopes up. I told you this last time you came here. You must stop getting your hopes up.”

My anger burned through my body. I couldn’t remember what had happened next. I grabbed the crystal figure on the table next to me and plunged it into the doctor’s through. Scarlet-red blood rained over me as he spit out the warm liquid. I pulled out the crystal figure and banged it against him repeatedly. Blood was spraying all over the room as I hit him again and again, trying to get all of my anger out. The crystal finally slipped out of my hands, so I covered my eyes and cried.

“Emma…” I whispered into the silence. “Come back to me…”

I uncovered my face and glanced down at the disfigured form of the face that used to be the doctors. Blood covered my hands and face, and various items in the room. I widened my eyes. What had I done? I killed an innocent men… out of my anger…

But what scared me even more was the I felt… satisfied somehow. Satisfied with the sudden urge I got to kill. And now I didn’t feel anger, but relief and satisfaction. What was I becoming?

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Okay, now I know it's short, don't hate me! But It's an interesting chapter because now you know who his first kill was! o.O The next chapter will get more into the girls and stuff. Look forward to it!

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