Multifandom Short Stories

Intrusive Thoughts (Michael Langdon Short)

Sometimes I wondered if anyone else had these disturbing thoughts floating throughout their mind everyday of their lives. I never truly assumed it was a bad thing, not until they started getting darker. Who could even imagine such things? Such violence, carnage, and cruelty. I even took it upon myself to do some research wondering if anyone else shared such unwanted thoughts.

Intrusive thoughts.

Many different threads explaining how perfectly normal this whole situation was. My entire life I felt that it made me a terrible person. Yet, so many others had these same thoughts pop up on occasion against their will much like myself. I would always push them aside, smile and nod my way throughout conversations. It wasn't as if anyone could hear my thoughts anyway, so what was the harm? Although my anxiety made me think otherwise if I were paranoid enough.

One day I sat idly chatting in the library, we did attempt to keep our voices down not wanting to gain attention nor be removed due to any sort of noise complaint. My closest friend, Julia, sat across from me explaining her weekend plans to me as she normally would during our Thursday study dates. I merely gave a nod or a gun to indicate I was still with her, I was in fact listening but also attempting to write out my essay that happened to be due the next day. One of those rather disturbing thoughts materialized making me internally cringe, a sour look on my face as I say there burying my nose further in my book hoping Julia wasn't paying enough attention to my expressions to notice the sudden shift.

The last thing I expected was a soft snicker from behind me, the only other table in the end of the library which had not been occupied previously. My features breaking out into a frown, I turned my head ever so slightly catching baby blue eyes gazing back at me with a rather evil smirk on an otherwise beautiful face.
The man who seemed to be trying to stifle his laughter was watching me intently, completely avoiding his own book now sat down in front of him. We kept eye contact for only another moment before I quickly turned myself back around feeling my entire body tense up. Why was he laughing? Had Julia said something and I missed it?

"Hey! Earth to Y/N!" Julia interrupted my thoughts, sounding impatient. She reached out, placing her hand over my own.

I quickly looked up at her, "I-I was listening I just thought I heard something!" I stammered with a sheepish smile hoping she wouldn't question me further.

If you'd like, I can come over there myself and shove that pen up-

With a deep frown I shoved that strange voice aside in my head, what the fuck was going on inside of my head? It sounded like a man speaking, no, whispering in my ear however I knew nobody was actually there. My lack of sleep would certainly be the death of me.

Julia seemed concerned, giving my hand a little squeeze, "maybe we should head back now. You're all spacey, I think a break would be better." She suggested as she shut her laptop standing up from her seat.

I had to agree, I needed out of this library before I convinced myself I was going insane.

"Good idea... I think I need a nap." I laughed softly, shutting my own book and stuffing it into my bag with ease. A little sleep wouldn't kill me.

With that we were headed on out of the bustling library. I only looked back once I knew Julia was occupied, surprised when that stranger from earlier had now vanished. I wonder where he went.

After an hour-long nap I was wide awake typing away on my computer at mine and Julia's shared desk in our dorm room. She was out with her boyfriend for the night meaning I got the whole room to myself for once. It was rare that she left for entire nights anymore, with finals coming in close. When my fingers began to cramp up I decided to call it a night with my newest piece. I was trying so hard to kick my writer's block in the face, it just seemed like I was getting nowhere.