Monster's Daughter (Legacies Fanfic)

Aftermath

"I don't need to be here" Grumble sinking in the chair

"Hope" She sighs 

I roll my eyes

"Please just talk to me" Cami sighs

"About what" I glare

"We could start with what Lizzie told me" She looks up from her notepad

"Narc" I cross my arms

"She wasn't trying to "narc" she just was upset with what you said" Cami trys to reason"Also you switched bedrooms"

"Yes, I did" I roll my eyes

"Hope can we please do this without the attitude" Cami thoughtfully sighs

"Fine" I roll my eyes

"Thank you"She smiles "What about the hiker"

"What about her she's just dead" I shrug

"Josie mentioned how upset you were and Lizzie said it was bothering" Cami mentions sympatheticly

"I don't remember that night to well" I lie. I remember that night it frequently played in my head like a horrific movie. 

"I've moved on." Which was so far from the real truth. I would think about her every night before I fell asleep. I would wonder about her and her family. What they were doing and What I took from them. It has been hard to paint because everytime I sit at the easel I see her horrified face two feet away from her limp body. The ground seeped with blood. Then my mind would wander to Jacksons head. How the teeth were battered and the skull was smashed and the brain matter leaked into the ground. 

"Hope" She snaps me out of it

"Sorry I must have zoned out" I shrug

"What about Esther, I heard about her hauntings and your bed rest-" She starts

"I'm over Esther as well she dead dead and her 'hauntings' if you can even call them that are extremely exaggerated I'm afraid" I snap

"It's okay if you're not over it" Cami looks at me trying to decipher my statements and actions

"I know" I shrug switching positions in the chair.

"Happy people aren't angry, the more you tell me the happier you will be" Cami pleads

"Because the looney bin is such a happy place" I roll my eyes

"Hope" She places her head in her hand "I'm not sending you anywhere except for maybe home, and you know I don't like when you say looney bin"

"yeah,yeah,yeah" I sink down in my chair tired of the conversation

"Is this about.....him" she starts

My eyes go wide and my face goes pale.

I hadn't though to much about him since I started staying in the guest room but durning my  "bed rest" all I could do was think and sometimes Esther would make me hear his voice. I would shudder and shake under my covers trying to convince my self it wasn't real. It really made me, think people don't go crazy because they believe the voices but because they hope that if they listen they'll go away or at least say something else.

I shudder "no, I have-en't tho-ought about-t  him in a w-while" I try to say quickly

"Can I go already" I sit up

"Sure" She sighs taking her notepad back to her desk.

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Which characters would you like to see interact more? because I know it bothers me when I don't see people interact.