Hushed

1.

months have passed, with David being the same phycopath he always is. but no one actually seemed to noticed how mentally disfunctioned the boy was. the funny thing was, David suffered from Split Personality Disorder. as the months went on the girls noticed how fucked up he actually was.

David, Darla, Demetrie, Danny, Micheal, and Fernando were 5 of his 21 personalities or alter egos. he considered them as completely different people, all tiny beings living inside his fucked up head. voices.

The day dawned, David rolls out of bed; yawning.

he walks into the en-suite and takes in his appearance. there stood 21 different people, 20 of them all snarling and talking down to David. "just do it, since when has anyone ever cared about men kidnapping?" Danny whispered down David's ear. a pain shot through David as if to say another personality was taking over. Holding his head, he fell to the floor screaming in pain. then he stood up, and looked in the mirror, a new person

"hmm this doesn't look right" he said to himself, now from his deep manly voice a womanly voice was in its place. She kept staring in the mirror until she touched her lips.

"aha! that's it!" she chanted, then picked up a lipstick and smeared it all over her lips. From David, she is now Demetire, a store clerk with 2 children and a sexy taste in fashion. the usual for David.

behind our new Demetrie stood David. "give me my body back now Demetrie, i have work to go to" David was completely sane, the only thing was the 'voices'. "oh why!? i was just getting to have fun!"

David stood, arms crossed. he threw his self at the body, taking demetrie by surprise and swapping places. "right shall we get going then?" David whispered to himself. The faces of his alter ego's faded then David looked down. standing only in a pair of white boxers was a shell of a boy, who never had to worry about changes when he was young.

finally the suit slipped on and the boy with 21 personalities slipped out the door. "nothing wrong about today", he whispered. "water off a ducks back! i'm normal, just like everyone else"

but really the reality was, he is different.

he slipped into work, seeing the two girls the voices spoke about. Lacy and Sammy were nothing but annoyances too David. well so the voices said. David discreetly walked past their desk and slipping to his, slowly sitting down and ripping the silence by his chair creaking. he shuffled his papers then got comfy, since he would be sitting in the same position for a few hours. The door of his office slammed shut unexpectedly, startling David. Only until he realised the door slammed because of the A/C airing the room. The heat number was up at 38, sealing the room in coldness with a tiny bit of clamminess.

"yeah I was sent to get ya outgoin' papers?" a voice spoke from David's right hand side. he turned round and seen Sammy, smacking on her gum.

" I have none." David replied dryly. after he spun around and faced the computer screen once again.

"ya you do? their right er', pfft blind ol' man" she muttered before picking up a stack of A4 white sheets of paper all facing downwards.

"PUT THOSE DOWN THIS INSTANT!" David raised his voice, slamming his fists onto the desk.

"o-o-oh okay" Sammy stuttered before throwing the papers down franticly and scattering out the room, shaking in fear.

Sammy ran back to her desk and began gossiping to Lacy about her in counter. as this was happening David smiled idiotically as he sorted the papers and shuffled through them. scribbled down was pictures of a black and red beast for creation. everything was falling into place as he shuffled through the photos. David grabbed a spare piece of paper and scribbled down everything  he was planning on buying

things 4 me:

~rope

~lighter fluid

~toy train set

~taco kit

~makeup

~teddy

~three fake red or white roses

~hotel style pillows and sheets

~stain remover

~pepper spray

~knock out gas

an evil smile spread across David's as he planned his next few months in his head. in his mind the basement slowly turned into a hotel style room used for one thing, one thing he knew would be the happiness he needed.

so then... two months pass of construction and planning... the plan has begun, and David is more of a phycopath than ever.