"I'm going to take a bath, so don't bother me." I coldly say to Mr. Drew who was already following me into my bedroom. He sighed but started walking backwards.
I hated this so much. No one seemed to trust me alone anymore.
I grabbed a robe and headed towards my bathroom, ready to relax and forget about my uneventful day.
I prepared the bath before I undressed. The water was warm with essential oils, just what I needed. Clothes went flying everywhere, I was eager to distract myself from my reality.
Once inside, my body untensed a bit, but my mind didn't. My mind kept working even if I wasn't in control. It's so frustrating.
After a couple minutes Mr. Drew knocked on the bathroom door to check on me. Then, after an hour he informed me that he was retiring for the day.
"Okay, unfortunately I'll see you tomorrow." I said sarcastically.
Mr. Drew sighed, all this man did was sigh. "I hope you rest, sir."
A door closing was heard from afar.
A pang of pain was emerging from my temple, a sensation I knew too well. "Shit..." I climbed out of the bathtub in a hurry before the change was done. I rushed out to my medicine cabinet but it was too late. I blacked out.
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The Monsters in Me || Yanyan de Jesus ||
FanfictionIan Carl de Jesus suffers from Dissociative identity disorder, or multiple personality disorder. Up until now he has managed to function in society normally, or as normally as it gets for a person with this illness. But the alter personas have becom...
