Homo Horrors: Education and Trauma

Part 7: Savior

Narrator POV:

   After 2 hours, school finally ended. Highschool Zoe was still inside the TV in the closet, but future Zoe promised herself she'd come back at night to swap bodies again. She didn't wanna be a dick.

After school, Zoe stalked Oliver as they went to a McDonalds. Zoe quickly followed behind them and sat down with Oliver, finally bringing up everything.

Oliver POV:

Oh god.. I could barely contain my excitement!! I was finally dating Zoe.. she was finally mine! After all these years of manifesting our love.. it finally came to be!!! I'm almost bursting with joy!

I walked into McDonalds and quickly ordered myself some food. I considered it my victory meal. Sure, I don't think a meal of champions is a happy meal with chicken nuggets and sweet and sour sauce that also included a small sprite. But, who cares.

I waited around for my food as I swear I saw Zoe out of the corner of my eye. I looked at where I thought I saw her, but there was nothing there. Weird..

The employee handed me my food as I quickly sat down. I almost felt weak with happiness. Zoe was.. finally.. mine.. she was.. mine! All mine!! Mine.. all mine.. mine.. mine..

As I trailed off into my thoughts, I heard a familiar voice break them. "May I sit here, Oliver?" I looked up to see Zoe. "O-oh! Of course Zoe..! How are you? Uhm.. dear.."

She seemed a lot more.. off. She awkwardly sat down and stared at me. "We.. we need to talk Oliver." She said, not removing eye contact. Oh no.. this couldn't be good..

"Oh..? What about?" I asked. She sighed slightly. "Oliver, I may not know much, but I know you need a lot more mental help than I can offer. I know you're not okay." She said.

I felt my heart stop for a moment. "Does.. this mean.. you're breaking up with me?" I felt myself tremble. I was so happy 5 minutes ago. Why this?!

"I suppose so, yeah. I want you to get medical help. You need to go to a treatment center. You need help before you date anyone else. I truly do want you to seek help, but I can't forgive you." She looked troubled, but stern.

I guess she was right. I mean.. having a shrine of your crush isn't normal.. is it. What is wrong with me? Why did I do this? Why did I turn out like this? What is wrong with me?! I'm so disgusting.. Why do I do this to people? Why-

"Oliver?" Zoe interrupted me. "O-oh! Yes.. I'm fine.. I.. I'll text my parents tonight. I promise I'll get help. I know I need it. I know I'm not mentally stable.. but, if it means that much to someone.. I'll get help. Nobody has cared about me this much before.." I looked up and smiled at Zoe.

She gave me a blank nod. "Yeah." She looked away. "But, you have to promise you'll get help. Okay?" She glared at me. I nodded. "I'll even text my parents right now!" I grabbed my phone from my pocket and quickly went to my groupchat of my mom and dad.

She looked over my shoulder as I sent a message explaining everything.

"Hey mom and dad. I have something serious to confess. I really think I need some therapy. I've had extreme obsessive thoughts about a classmate and have gone as far as to harm myself and others for her. Can we please talk more when you both get home? I really want help."

I looked over at Zoe and smiled, but she didn't seem too impressed. "You know there's more." She simply said. I felt my blood run cold. "W..What do you mean?" I nervously asked. However, I knew what she meant.

"You know you kidnapped Lena. You have to confess. You most likely won't be arrested. You're only 15. You'll probably be sent to a ward or something. Now text it before I make you." She said with an angered tone. I quickly nodded before sending another text.