I sit alone on the cold wooden bench, and I check my mobile phone. No messages, and I also notice that she said she'd have been here five minutes ago. I begin to panic. What if she's been attacked on her way? No, perhaps she's just finishing off some college work. Suddenly, I see her emerging from the distance, and a huge weight lifts off my chest. She's perfectly fine. I leap up, ready to throw my arms around her the second she gets close enough. But then I stop. Something's not quite right. She's not walking as enthusiastically as she normally does. On an ordinary day, she'd see me and practically skip. But today she looks like a prisoner that's about to face the electric chair. Immediately I begin to worry. This cannot be good. She sits beside me.
"Siobhan? Are you ok?" I ask, letting all the concern I have inside me into my voice. She sighs.
"Adrian. I think we should break up. It just isn't going to work out, I'm sorry." I pause for a few seconds, waiting for the smile I fell in love with to spring onto her lips and her to admit her sick joke. I waited in vain.
"Siobhan. Please don't do this..." I whisper, unable to make my voice any louder. She lets out a frustrated sigh.
"Adrian. Just accept it. I don't want to be with you anymore." And with that, she punches her hand straight into my chest, tears out my heart and impales it with the pointed heel of her stiletto shoe. I let out an agonised scream, and she laughs...
And that's the point where, once again, I jolt upright in my bed. This happens every night. And it's always the same nightmare. The worst moment of my life replays itself with perfect clarity, before Siobhan rips out my heart and abuses it. The method of torture varies each time. Some examples that have happened in the past are her throwing it into the path of an oncoming lorry, her stabbing it repeatedly with a knife, and (this is the most disturbing one) her biting chunks off it and eating them.
The only advantage of those nightmares is that if they're occupying my head at night, I'm not being taken over by Colin. I guess I should remind you of what happened, if you don't remember. It all started a couple of months ago when Siobhan broke up with me. After that, things started going rapidly downhill for me, because I then learned that my dad had been cheating on my mother. But the final straw came when my best friend effectively turned his back on me when I needed him most. That's when I lost it completely. Literally, all the anger I'd saved up for years took over my mind and turned into a totally new personality. Every time something gets me to a certain level of anger, Adrian goes away and Colin just takes over. But it's not as straightforward as bi-polar. If only.
Colin is evil, in every sense of the word. He went to the house of the woman my dad cheated with, and brutally murdered her. Then, when I got locked in a mental hospital for attacking my friend that had betrayed me, I was forced to let him take control in order to escape a murder attempt. So I know exactly what he's capable of. But I have to say this for him; he does have his uses. It's because of him I have this job.
I work for a top secret research facility in the national military. They had a theory that the energy Colin releases whenever he escapes could have endless medical uses. That's just one of the benefits of working there. They also let me take 3 days off per month, and my next one's tomorrow. And for the first time ever, I'm going to use my free time wisely.
Or rather, I'm going to... I hope George enjoyed breaking Siobhan's heart. He won't be hurting anyone else after tomorrow...
Colin, for the first time ever, I agree with you. Just try to go a little easier on him?
I'm promising nothing. That's pretty much what I expect from him. So I rest my head against the pillow and try to at least get SOME sleep.
