Chapter 8: Am I going psych?

We got to Jackie’s school in time before the school activities for the day began. We did our usual routine of hugs, kisses and a few sweet talks before Jackie finally entered the school, heading for her class.

I sighed seeing how happy Jackie was and wished the same could be said for me. I am now to return to that hell hole I call my house with Kirsten being the devil and Dylan the devil’s angel. The simple reason for this is that Kirsten was the evil master-minded demon that keeps bossing me around like the devil himself; I’ve seen and gone through hell in the hands of Kirsten cause she ‘calls the shots’ while Dylan was the idiotic robot following all her command at her mercy. I should name him devil’s advocate maybe.

I entered the cab and instructed him on where he is to take me to. There will be a world war in that house if Kirsten and Dylan knew of my plan for the weekend.

Something vibrated causing a slight shock wave to resonate through my body and I could tell it was my phone. A message has been sent to me since the vibration didn’t last long.

I’d set my phone on vibration so Kirsten and Dylan would not be able to tell when I receive a call or a message. The only person that I could think of that would have sent me a message was Val since she already knows I don’t pick up calls due to caution.

Ever since that day, the very day all the pieces of the puzzle I had with me were starting to make a tad bit of sense, that was the day I caught onto what Kirsten and Dylan are capable of, I’ve been on the cautious side since then. I don’t want my limbs to start missing one by one.

“Hello.” I heard the cab driver trying to get my attention. I looked outside the window and realized that I’d gotten to my destination. When one walks to this place, they simply will go back home believing the rest of the place was bushy but I know better than that because a house was located almost at the center of the forest. I paid my bills which were a tad too expensive since it was the same cab that took me to Val’s place that took me to Jackie’s school and then back to this place, he has been waiting all along.

I walked off into the forest but not before looking left, right, and left again like a criminal. I can’t risk anyone finding this place. It’s just sheer luck that Val is still alive after discovering this place.

That day I was so excited. Why wouldn’t I be After all for the twenty years of my existence I would be having a friend again, even if it was a fake one, I would have appreciated it also but I found or rather she found me and was willing to help me without a second thought.

Thinking of it now, I’m such a fool back then. I was gullible-too gullible until Val came into my life, that’s about four years ago.

****Flashback****

I left home after witnessing the scene. That horrendous scene where a sin was committed. The scene was so horrendous that it got my twenty-year-old self traumatized. A brother and sister had intercourse, like sexual intercourse.

The shameless brother and sister doing this was none other than…. drumroll…Dylan and Kirsten. Yes! The same Dylan I know as my ‘boyfriend’ and the same Kirsten, my ‘boyfriend’s’ sister whom I had once carried a pregnancy on behalf of.

I can’t believe they are able to do this to themselves and even me. Who the hell would have thought that…. I can’t take it anymore as I break down in tears. I silently left the house and ran freely in the forest hoping it will suck this pain in my heart, the pain that is making my chest to feel way heavier than I have ever felt. I sat down under a street light when I got into civilization. Tears were pouring out of my eyes like a dam was let loose. I tried subduing the tears but they won’t stop pouring out.

It was late in the night so no one should be around. Well, this is a pretty remote part of town, it would even pass for a village if not for the number of people habiting in this environment. I’m not expecting anyone to be up and about at this time of the night so I just rest here.

I thought, I thought about it deeply. Had I not been unruly and rebellious wouldn’t I be in a room – my personal room, with its shades of pink surrounding me while I sleep peacefully?

I wouldn’t be suffering this pain, this heartbreak right now. It’s getting harder to breathe and my mouth tastes bland, so bland that it’s becoming bitter for me.

“Here, this will calm your nerves.” Someone said just as a perfectly manicured hand held a mug in front of my face. I drank without looking at who offered the drink or the content of the drink.

After a while, I calmed down. Whatever this person gave to me did help to calm my nerves as they had said it would. I can now think properly. My emotions aren’t a mess as much as before.

“Do you want to talk ‘cause I know you’ve got a lot to say?” The strange person spoke in a raspy voice.

“Yes,” I answered as simply as I can manage before starting my oh, so pitiful story. “I wronged my Dad someday in the past and as a punishment, I was supposed to go to school by public transport. I was a pretty stingy girl and decided to trek to school and keep the transport fare. I passed the quickest route to school that day but unfortunately, the route that was supposed to be the quickest route to school would have been my quickest route to death until he came.” I sob as I remembered my pitiful self that day. It was like I was reliving that day again.

“Dylan came. He came and saved me. He beat them all up and saved me.” I sniffled in-between talks.

“He took me to some hideout where I wasn’t known until I woke up.” I paused a little before continuing.

“Did I forget to say I passed out from so much beating and pressure?” I laughed without humor. Am I going psych?

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Is our MC going psych? Should I make this her narration into a side story? Why do you think Dylan and Kirsten did what they did? Is it right for Barb to cry over something like that?