♡The Psycho Lover ♡

Chapter 1

"The greatest deception men suffer is from their own opinions." -Da Vinci

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I am a dreamer. You may ask everyone is one, but the power I clutch isn't any ability. This that I behold is using me day and night. The strength and time it weakens are beyond limits. A dreamer can simply find his journey by moonlight, and his cost is that he beholds the dawn before the rest of the world.

Waking up with a heavy heart. I can't hold this anymore, every day gets harder than before.

Getting ready is a big task a human does every day but no one expresses how tiring it is.
My reflection looking back at me. I've always disliked the way I am. In front of me was an exhausted pitiful human trying to make a living.

Getting my keys heading out. Being a tea girl in a Psychiatric clinic is hard. You serve others as you get a glimpse of their lives. You easily understand them but hardly yourself. You're there attending to them but who is there to help you? I do think it is kind of foolish. My mother always thought so. I am halfly a no one but I can't help but feel sorry for these Dr. psychologicals.

Walking to the building as soon as the automatic entries shift opposite sides, I pause. I dislike the smell that burns my nose, such smell drives a being addicted.

Greeting the staff and rushing to open the small cafe. I can't help but think about my occupation my mother used to show her disdain for my job only seeing it as manageable. I've even shown her my satisfaction with it, she never cared.

It leads me to speculate, how others are going with their day. I may sound foolish but I can't encourage you to think about others. As some have reached their goals, while others are mourning their loved ones and some are starting a family, I could go on for hours if I could.

A woman in her late 20s came clutching her handbook walking my way.

"Good morning miss.", I tried to smile. Her heels clicked on the marble ceramic floor tile.

I never liked women who wear to lure. I say that I am a simple lady. I can struggle to understand their thinking. Mother always said it is foolish to not know your where, when, how and why.

After arguing that I was late she made me get to work. Groaning barely suppressing my irritated expression. Here's to ruin a ladies' morning.

She left after rolling her eyes with her disturbing heels while swinging her hips I can't help but tell a poor catwalk.

It is currently 8 in daylight. I come early to hardly waste my time thinking and noting about emotions that lead to addictions direct to disastrous activities instructs to a mentality that a human senses the understanding of their thoughts. Emotions are a very dangerous weapon a human can behold. It can shatter a kingdom. It can be manipulated for Good and great or evil and misfortune.

After my shift ended I left for some air. The London cold air ran through my nose to my lungs. There has to be a creator for every achievement has one. While wandering I saw a shadow rapidly vanish behind me. 

Usually ignoring these occasions as ghosts. Mother always told me stories.

Waiting for the traffic light to turn red.

The woman next to me might be near my age thumping rigidly in her screen. I could tell she was disturbed by a matter. She sighed and turned to me. Eyes twinkling instantly.
"Oh dawn? Do you remember me? We were classmates in tenth grade!"

"No, I don't", I would've said but I was always a well-posed person.

"I'm sorry, it seems that I can't remember anyone", we laughed at my misery. She addressed, "Oh dawn you were never the social one, you really don't remember me? I'm Yelena. Would you mind if you sit with me, we could reminisce about the good days I do need a distraction, life is too boring these days"

likewise

I stood roughly in my space staring at her. Nonetheless, can people get any more foolish? But who am I to recognize others I'm usually lost in my world. I wish I had this feeling of confidence.

She had green eyes with a well-sculptured nose her lips plump and smeared with gloss but you could notice that she had been biting her lips.
With her dark long hair in a braid. And natural blushed cheeks made everyone else dull. I'd almost take her as a model.

starting to feel the discomfort.

"Come on", fluttering her eyelashes.

The voice in my head kept on ringing me to decline, but somehow something possessed me. A desperate side in me and the next thing we were hand to hand and she was pulling me with her to wherever we were going.

Maybe it was for the best? Maybe with a friend life could get more interesting?.
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Coming back home had a shocking vibe of exhaustion not even two cups of concentrated tea can help the drowsiness. On god, It was only noon.

After having coffee with her new companion and recollecting memories of middle school. Well, partly Yelena doing the talking and Dawn the listening. It made her feel delighted. A bright change is what she always yearned for.

finally, she thought, perhaps life is starting to shine at her.

Sitting unlady I close my eyes in my mind I see a car burning flames with the sound of the ambulance ringing in my mind as soon as I saw it, I pushed it to vanish.
Click
      Click
           Click
The sound reminded me of the calm silence that would make me want to rip my hair.
Clickity
     Click
           Clung...
It came from the kitchen. Entering it seeing water dripping out of the rusty faucet. The door closes from behind me.
"If this is a trick show yourself I have my phone" I demanded feeling fear simmer in my chest.
Opening the door slowly I see no one. Unexpectedly from behind, I heard a meow, my heart pounding I felt like I was going to faint.

"Stars, stop scaring me," I say with my palm on my chest as if it will calm down my jumpy heart.
Stars meowed again hungrily. Giving her what she needs and Watching her eat my phone blinks.

Who would message her this late?

Yelena: hey
Yelena: today was so fun. However never my intention to make you uncomfortable but I did tell our friends that we met why not we go out tomorrow?

Our friends?

Biting my nails I didn't know how to respond. Others wanting to meet her?
Anxiously bouncing her left foot. This is going faster than she expected.
In the midst of her thought her phone dinged again.

Yelena: I get it if you decline I will be pushing this I bit fast on you

Dawn: yes I'd love to go out.
Dawn: Tomorrow I do have the day off.

Yelena: great let's meet tomorrow near the park 

I could see my mother standing by me pleased that I finally had found my courage it was as if she was there.

"See Mother I am no wimp I think I've made friends."

The woman didn't reply only leaving me with my cup of tea.

Alone.