Chapter 1
To all of my fellow readers, this is my first story, I've been writing for a while but I was always a bit self-concious to show anybody my work. So if you wouldnt mind, please tell me how I did with this one and give me feedback so I could know how I did with this one, ty!
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I gaped at Dr.Wills as he talked. All of the sounds we're completely blocked out and I couldn't hear a thing--ever since he said the words 'mental' and 'disorder' and 'worser'
The world seemed to revolve around me as I tried to keep my eyes open.
I jump awake as a hand lands on my left shoulder, and I quickly look back to see my mother looking down at me. My eyes moved to her lips, but I heard nothing she said.
"Mom..." I whimpered, my eyes starting to water. "I... I just can't do this anymore." And with that being said, I picked up my bag from the floor and shouldered it on and pushed up from the chair, hurrying from the room.
I had to get as far away as possible from that building, I never wanted to turn back. Ever. I made sure I was far enough from the clinic before stopping at a crosswalk and taking my phone from my back pocket.
Two years later
I sat in the restaurant across from Leo, my best friend who always has treated me as his little sister ever since we were babies. I stirred my milkshake with my straw, which was starting to melt into chocolate milk.
Annoyed by the silence, Leo smacked his hands on the table, making me jump. "Alright, what's the matter with you? You've been quiet ever since we walked in here, and it's starting to annoy me. "
I blink rapidly, startled by his reaction. "U-umm...nothing, I'm sorry.." I sat up straighter, trying to sound casual. But my shaky voice gave me away.
Leo stared me down as if daring me to lie again. I roll my eyes. "Leo, seriously chill out its nothing," I snap.
His face scrunched up as he stood up and rounded the table, sliding in the booth next to me. "I can tell by that look on your face that something is the matter. "
I wipe my hands down my face in frustration and turn to look up at him. "Dr.Wills said that my condition has gotten worser. I haven't been showing any signs of schzoprehinia. What about-"
"Xhia... Please calm down. Maybe it's a mistake or either he's just making things up?" He suggested.
I shake my head 'no' and push my milkshake away, not having an appetite for it anymore. "That's not a mistake, Leo. I know it's not. A doctor doesn't just make up something like that."
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I shuddered violently at the thought of my dad's hands around my throat when I get home.
Everything went quiet and still. I raise my hand up in the air and call for the check.
Alex got annoyed that I tried to pay for the meal but he eventually let me pay for it anyways, and I heard him mutter something that sounded a lot like 'stubborn' to me.
We settled into his black sports car and buckled up. "Where to next, m'lady?" Leo said. I exhaled and ran a shaky hand through my hair. "I dont really feel like going home right now, can we go to your place for a while please?" I mutter. He stared at me for a while before nodding and starting up the car and backing slowly out of the parking lot. I pull the corner of my lip in-between my teeth as I stared out of the window, watching the world whir by in a blur.
I clench my hands in fists in my lap to keep them from trembling. crazy. But then my knee starts to bounce up and down uncontrollably.
I shoot a quick glance at Leo who was tapping out a nervous beat on the steering wheel. I sigh and ask, "How are you and Cameron?"
Some of the tension in the car gets released and I exhale before he responds, "Good, I guess."
Leo and Cameron had started dating about three months ago. I didnt like cameron. For one, she always gave me the creeps, for two...well I don't have a second reason I just didn't like her.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of my phone ringing. I extract it from my hip pocket with shaky fingers.
My breath gets caught in my throat when I see it's my father. Sliding the answer button, I slowly raise it up to my ear.
"H-hello?" I stammer.
"Young lady you get home right this instant, your mother and I are worried sick about you! If you aren't home by 8:00, there will be concenquenses!" I wince as he yelled into the phone.
Leo looked over at me as I quickly hung up on him and turned my phone on silent. "Keep going," I whisper.
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๐๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ข๐ป๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ด ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ฑ๐ด ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ต๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ. "๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ?" ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด.
๐ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ณ๐ข๐จ. "๐-๐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ง-๐ง๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐จ๐ฐ. ๐-๐๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ."
๐๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ. "๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ," ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ. ๐๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ. "๐๐ข๐ช๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ด. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉe ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ."
"๐-๐'๐ฎ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ," ๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ถ๐ฑ. ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ. "๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ," ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ช๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ง๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ. ๐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ.
"๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐!" ๐ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ. "๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐!"
๐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ธ๐ณ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฌ. ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ '๐ฏ๐ฐ' ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต.
I sprung up drenched with sweat and chills. My eyes adjust to the darkness and then wonder around the unfamilar room, soon realizing that it belongs to Leo.
His football trophies, the sage green walls, the game counsels and computer moniters everywhere.
"Dammit!" I screech and throw the thick cover of of me and climb out of the bed. "Leo?" I call out into the darkness. Silence.
Moving to the door, I carefully open it and peek part of my head out. There were no lights on downstairs, just the sound of the fridge whirring.
"Leo?" I whisper-yell. Still no answer.
Very cautiously, I move downstairs, holding on to the rail
"Leo?" I said a bit louder. And I spot him on the couch with his back towards me, a phone pressed to his ear.
I quickly kneel on the last step and lean my head against the wooden railing.
"I miss you too babe," I hear him say.
"No no, we can't meet right now I'm busy."
He listened to what the person on the other side had to say before sighing and saying, "I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Yes don-"
I start towards him.
"Leo?"
His head snapped up and he turned towards me. "What is it, you okay? "
"Who are you talking to?" I ask, nodding my head towards the phone against his ear.
"Cameron. Are you okay?" he repeated. I nod. He told Cameron he'd call her back and hung up, tossing the phone to the side and standing up. As he reached for my arm, I quickly take a step back. "I have to get home. " I say.
He looks at me confused before holding his hands up. "Sorry, I forgot,"
"Take me home, please" I plead. "It's getting late and my parents might be worried."
"Okay," he said, adjusting his green hoodie. Half of his reddish-brown hair stuck out ftom under and it and his green eyes glistened under the moonlight.
I always thought that Leo looked like the other Toby from creepypasta except with less attitude.
I shuddered violently at the thought of my dad's hands around my throat when I get home.
I shift in my seat uncomfortably as we pulled into my driveway. "So Leo, "
"Yes?" he replied almost as quickly.
"Are you walking me up or not?" I ask him. "I don't really wanna go in alone."
Leo already knew how violent my father was, he just didn't say anything most of the time. He knew I had scars and wounds everywhere but for the sake of his life he kept quiet.
My father was an total socio-path and he seemed to enjoy the thought of killing and hurting people.
I stuck close to Leo as we walked to the front door, my arms tingling with every step.
"Let me get my keys," I say, backing up. I quickly dig around my bag and fish out my keychain with my golden key on it.
Leo moved aside, careful not to touch me as I leaned down to unlock the door.
As soon as I turned the key in the lock, it swung open and my father stood there, grinning like an total idiot.
"The whore is finally home, eh? "
I turned to Leo with a shaky smily across my face. "I'll see you tomorrownat school, 'kay?" I whisper. Before he could even respond, I was being dragged into the house by my hair.
I scream as I was threw onto the marble floor and tackled.
"Get off of me!" I yell, throwing punches at my father's chest. He grabbed my head banged it against the floor, yelling, "Shut up, you ungratful bitch!" I scream. "Stop it!"
A sharp sting surged through my cheek and my head was suddenly snapped to the side. He smacked me.
Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he forced my eyes to meet his. "How many times to I have to tell you to stay away from that boy, you damn whore!" he yells before throwing a punch to my stomach.
I flinch, enduring the pain. "Y-you're not the boss of me. If you d-idn't want me in the first place, you should've never had me," I grunt out in pain before everything goes black.
