Warning : This chapter might be confusing for ill be switching the character's point of view. (If that made sense) so yeah.
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The next morning i was contemplating on what i should do.
The moment i woke up, i immediatly groaned and throwed a tantrum .
I cant believe i have to meet up with that therapist again. Id rather slam my face onto the concrete rather than say hello to that witch again.
And so i actually made a list of what i should do before i go there.
1. Make hot coffee, pour it all over myself so i can have an excuse to go to the hospital instead, for having burns.
2. Pretend im sick, tell my mom and have her yell at me for pretending that im sick, until i die.
3. Dont go at all. And have the angel of death barbecue me . (Doesnt sound so bad. . . )
UGH . Why is this freaking happening to me.
I reluctantly dragged myself out my room and ate breakfast.
My schedule for today is at 10:00 am.
Its pretty early and i cant shake the feeling that id be staying there for a long freaking time. .
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Death
I watched her quiver in fear while trying to mask it with courage as she entered the elavator to her therapist.
I can hear her thoughts. I know that she's currently thinking of jumping out of the window or poisoning herself . Or both. Rather than seeing that witch .
Xirca.
I remembered when she was just a teenager .I knew She already possesed great power but needed guidance. She was born a witch ,A powerful one.
Just like Lana. Now look at where Lana is.
Just like Lana, she learned that she possesed great power and wished to have more. Lana used to be her mentor. And just like her mentor, she became evil. So evil that i had to kill her and trap her soul.
And I dont freaking know how she. escaped
Or how Frasier, that freaking Demon got her.
And now she's out, she is Hell bent on killing me.
Like goodluck with that. I snickered..
The elevator went ding and I watch Paris jump in fear.
"This day is going to be freaking great" I smirked and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. . .
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Paris
Ding!
"Oh fudgeballs" I jumped in fear.
Damn it,I was really hoping for the elevator to crash or something just to delay this session.
Came into view are the same white walls that I saw the last time I came here.
My heart immediatly dropped.
The same girl that was behind the desk is still furiously typing ..
When she saw me get out of the elevator, her expression quickly changed from bored To Still bored but knows something will happen later kind of look.
"Oh hey, youre back. Your doctor is waiting for you. Just go inside ." She smiled sweetly at me. Too sweet.
Im already getting a bad feeling about this.
I slowly made my way to the same door and opened it.
Cold air greeted me while all the blinds are down today. I couldnt see anything from outside but the sun's brightness.
"Good day Ms.Andrews . How are you feeling today?" My witch of a doctor asked me .
Well atleast she asked how I am before she kills me right? Oh such good heart .
I managed a small smile.
"Im good"
She clapped her hands professionally and started to speak.
"Please, sit down." She smiled . I even caught her looking at my bracelet for a moment. She quickly averted her gaze to the paper stacks on her desk.
Yikes.
Im just hoping right now that she doesnt cut my arm off just so she could get this thing.
I sat down and cleared my throat.
"Uhm, I think I wont be needing this therapy anymore. I believe im getting better. " lies.lies.lies
She squinted her eyes like shes trying to read my mind but failed.
She sighs "Ms.Andrews , ive heard that phrase from my other patients-"like you have other patients than me. "-but i truly cannot help you if you wont let me. " she rubs her head like shes having a fake headache .
Gosh she's so beautiful.but the more I look at her, the more I can see the flaws in her face.
Her face looks very pale at the moment and her eyes look weird what the hell?
"I can see that youre scared to show or tell what's been happening to you Paris. But right now were friends." She smiled evily.
"And friends tell eachother everything." She took my hand where my bracelet is clasped and held it like were bestfriends.
Im feeling hot .
Literally.
Suddenly im sweating and nausea hits me.
"I cant breathe." I snatched my hand back away from her and she winced like I just punched her or something.
"You must be nervous . Here lay down for a moment. " she walks me to the couch .
Hmm I swear there was no couch right there awhile ago.
Or maybe there is. I wasnt just payig attention.
Ignoring my thoughts,I followed her to the couch . The soft couch is very soft and is making me very comfortable.
Hmm i should stay here.
The doctor rubs my head like im a puppy. Its a really nice feeling.
Maybe she should massage my hand.
"Do you want me to massage your hand Ms.Andrews?im a great at that." She said with that sweet voice.
Mind filled with random thoughts and a body thats failing me, nausea is practically engulfing me at the moment, I close my eyes and let her take my hand. Her fingere linger to the bracelet for a moment and i swear i kind of heard her wince in pain when she touched it.
Suddenly she's gripping my wrist.
I open my eyes.
I watch my doctor's lovely appearance turn into a pale girl with bloodshot eyes and dark lips. You can see veins on her face.
I was to scared to move. Her cold hand with long fingers is gripping my wrist .
I scream and thrash around but theres somehow an invisible force kepeing me pushed on the couch.
"LET ME GO!!!!"
she laughs that witch laugh.
"Tsk tsk. Do you know how hard it was to put you in this position ?"
She sneered.
Oh gosh im gonna die.
"ARRRRGH!!! WHY IS THIS SO HARD TO TAKE OFF!" She screamed while clawing the bracelet off my wrist.
Ouchh.
"Just let me go please." I cried in pain.
"Shhh stop fighting it. This is part of your therapy honey" she sneered again.
I screamed in pain and kept on thrashing around hoping that i could get out of this invisibe force that's making me not move.
"Now let's get this bracelet off of you so we can kill someone whose name starts with a letter D." She smiled evily.
"D-D-Death?" No I cant let them do that . But how do I escape this?
She laughed . And it echoed througout the whole room.
"No, I call him Douchebag " she smirked while i was struggling in her grasp.
The moment she said that, the whole room went still . I felt a shiver inside my bones. Her face became confused .
A scream resonated from outside the door.
The lights went off. And I heard the door open.
The witch's hand is still painfully holding my wrist.
All the glass decor inside the room shattered one by one. The sound was freaking scary it sent my heartbeat into a haywire .
She mumbled profanities under her breath
I blacked out.
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Yikes. . .
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