When I was still there

I am Vicky

Cool, popular, trendsetter, big boss of the school. God this is so laughable. I am sitting in the chair in the office of my psychologist. If only they could see me now. All those people from school will be so damn shocked.

'Stop giggling and spining your chair. You're making me dizzy.' Mr alex jokingly kick my chair. He's my psychologist.

' Well oppsy. You know I cant resist the urge to spin a spinable chair. Everytime I come in her my eyes just zoom in to your awesome chair.' I jokingly replied, voice dipped in bitter sweet sarcasm. But seriously though who wouldnt want to spin in spinable chair it was what they were made for right? * wink*

' Ok now down to business. Hallusinations?'

' No.'

' Frequent Headaches? '

'No'

' Fatigue?'

I raised my eyebrows

'Well I know the answer to that.'

As he wrote down my answer I waited for it to come.

In

5

4

3

2

1

He looked up at me all serious
'Has she contacted you at all. Or show any signs of resurfacing? '

I know who he was refering to.
Me.
The real me.
Alice Hartly.
17.

I looked up my bored and joking tone dissapearing.

'No.'

'Are you sure? She is the dominant personality.? Like seriously no news? Even after searching deep within?'

I stared at Mr Alex.
Closed my eyes.
And searched.
'Deep within'
I suddenly opened my eyes. Face full of surprise.

'Nope aint got nothing Doc'

Doc sighs.

I know what he's worrying about. That she will never come back.
It is prefered treatment that the real personality gets treated As the 'fake ' personality is created to suck in the problems faced by Main personality.
So to say in simple terms I am her shield. A bulletproof armor that she can hide behind when the going gets tough. Not that I mind really because this is some how the only way I can exist. But..... Alice has dissapeared. Since 7 years ago.