"What is it, Chermaine? What's happening?"
Come on, now's your chance, go kill her! Go!
I struggled to get the words out, to tell Charlie that she was talking again. I desperately tried to say something, anything, but a headache had arrived, and now, along with Zia's voice, tormented me and put back into the world of pain I had already been in so many times, but never got used to.
I tried again to say something through my gritted teeth,"Ch-Charlie. She's in my.. h-head,"
I could see how Charlie was desperate to help, but couldn't. I curled up on the ground, hands on my head. There was no way I was going to kill Roxy, but how would I survive this pain? It was clear as day that the pain wouldn't stop until I had killed her, but I tried not to give in. I had told Charlie I would fight her.
"Cher?" There was worry and desperation in his tone. I felt bad, because he couldn't do anything. It was all in my head, and up to me.
"Charlie.. listen," I stopped when a wave of pain took over my brain then tried to continue, "Y-you can't do anything to stop this. Just st-stay here with me,"
"Alright, Chermaine,"
He sat down beside me and put his arm around me. It didn't lessen the pain, but it brought comfort, and right now, I thought that was all that I needed in this situation. Warmth and somebody to be with.
I was crying. When would this stop? When I died? When I commit suicide? I was anxious and overwhelmed by the thought that I didn't know how to stop this. I never did. There was that one cruel option, but there was only a slim chance that Zia would stop. It wasn't guaranteed.
We stayed on the ground for a while, and eventually the pain subsided.
But then, like I had been possessed, I stood up abrubtly. I couldn't take control over what my body was doing, someone else was. What was happening? I started to panic again, what was I doing? This has never happened before; me being controlled by Zia? She had escalated yet another level; controlling me from the inside. I couldn't talk either. Everything was blurred and mixed up. How could this happen?
"Chermaine? Chermaine! What are you doing?"
Charlie stood in front of me, and I could see he was terrified. I wanted to speak.
I couldn't.
"Chermaine, please! Say something! Fight her!"
I wanted to cry and hug him and tell him that I was terrified. Terrified of what Zia would do. Terrified that I would hurt Charlie.
There were so many things to be scared of.
I could barely hear Charlie now. My mind was hazy, like it was lost in a cloud of fog. I knew he was talking, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. Everything around me was a mix of confusion and yelling.
Suddenly, I broke out into a sprint towards the shopping mall.
