See The Stars [Completed]

Chapter Five

“What happened?” Dr. Kimberly asked as soon as I sat down for my second session. Was my lack of sleep so visual? I have been trying to get him out of my mind, and it wasn’t working anymore. I wasn’t feeling good and right now, Ducky was sitting on the sofa right next to me. 

“She had a bit of a meltdown,” Ducky spoke like Dr. Kimberly could hear her. I glanced at her as she got up and walked to the window.

“I suppose your friend is here with us today,” Doc said.

“She isn’t my friend.” I immediately replied and that caused Ducky to pout like she cared what I thought of her. 

“So, she is here today.” She was testing me. I gulped and nodded. 

“Why? What happened?” 

“Ronan,” I mumbled. Doc raised a brow, wanting me to explain. I glanced at Ducky who was fixated there with a blank look. 

“Ronan is the name of the boy I fell in love with.” I sighed and wrung my hands together. “I just recently found out that he was looking for me last summer.” 

“And you weren’t here?” Doc questioned. 

“Yes.” 

“Aww……such a tragedy. You do realize bigger things are happening in the world and nobody gives a fuck about what lover boy was doing.” Ducky taunted me. I gritted my teeth and tried to block her out.

“Emotions are manipulative.” She started. “I have seen cases in which their influence makes people go mad. Why? Because they don’t realize one thing. That they are the ones in control. It may look hard, and you may feel like you have no control. But don’t lose hope.” I was grateful for her words but Ducky's snicker made me sneer.

“Yeah, don’t lose hope.” 

“Don’t listen to her.” Dr. Kimberly could see that my attention was diverted. 

“Yeah, don’t listen to me.” Ducky mocked. 

“I….” My breath turned shallow. I was already feeling bad and now, all this was taking a toll on me. 

“Yes?” Dr. Kimberly gave me an encouraging smile. 

“I am much more broken now.” 

“Why do you feel broken?” That was a good question. Why did I? I didn’t even know. Because of Ronan? No. Because of Ducky? No. 

“Because my mind is broken. I can’t just go outside without finding a flaw in everything. That didn’t use to happen before.” 

“How were you before?” She asked. I glanced at a silent Ducky and continued. “I was fond of coming here. I used to want to go hiking and swimming, and I used to sit around the beach and paint. But now, all I see here is dullness and the constant question is, why bother doing anything? And I hate it.” 

“Is it this place specifically?” 

“No. But it’s the strongest here.” 

“Then why did you come back?”

“I didn’t want to,” I spoke. Dr. Kimberly leaned forward in her chair and waited for me to explain. 

“I…” 

“Yes. Tell them how you and Milo teamed up together to arrange a murder. She might take pity on you and not tell the police. But she totally would tell the asylums of a crazy person on the loose. How fun would it be? Us, two together in a small brick room. I would tell you—”

“Darla!” I snapped out of it and looked over at Dr. Kimberly.

“I did something. Something bad and mom sent me here.”