A few hours later I heard the door open, but I didn’t dare lift my head. I knew my fate had already been written and decided this man was going to kill me. He's going to make me disappear just like his previous psychiatrists.
Preparing myself for more blows, I squeezed my eyes shut bracing myself, but nothing came, lifting my head slowly. I felt all the fear in me wash away when I looked into those heterochromia eyes…..
Amore?
○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○Amore's POV
I just came back from college and was eager to hangout with Alice.
She's really pretty and fun to be around and isn't helping my brother for money or to get in his pants.
She's the type of woman my brother needs in his life.
Alex has gone through so much from the time he was little.
Even though I was born years later after everything that had happened to him I could tell that he had become completely distant and broken to the point where he shut himself up from everyone, even me.
That's why I decided to always stay by his side. To show him that he isn't alone in any of this.
I know he loves me, I can see it in his eyes whenever he looks at me even though he comes out as cold and aloof I know that somewhere deep down there's still that scared soft little boy but the trauma he faced had locked away that soft side. Morphing him into the person he is today,
Cold,
Heartless,
And most importantly lonely.
There are days when a small part of his soft side comes out but before you can even get the chance to embrace it, it completely shatters, withering away, overshadowed with darkness.
Alexander has a hard time expressing his emotion that the only expressions he wears on his face are sinful and humorless.
I will never forgive my family for what they did to him, if it wasn't for them he would never have become the monster he claims to be today.
Walking through the halls on my way to Alice's room I hear a faint sharp but painful scream echo through the halls.
Where did that come from?
Quickly dismissing it and blaming it on my delusional mind for playing tricks on me. I need to stop watching horror movies.
Continuing walking down the hall I come to halt when I hear the same scream but this time it's a little more clearer.
Fear consumes me as I walk in the direction of the supposed person screaming. I stop in my tracks when I hear a door open and rush to hide behind a pillar.
I peek my head to the side as the door shuts with a loud bang, huh who's— Alex?! What was he doing there? Was it him screaming but he looked okay and the voice sounded high pitched.
I waited for him to bypass me and quickly made my way towards the door he came from. I've always wondered what he kept behind that door but every time I tried to evade the place I found the door locked.
Three times is a charm, I shakingly place my hand on the doorknob and take a deep breath before twisting it and finally pushing it open.
I step inside and what I see causes me to go in a temporarily paralysed state.
Alice?!
Alice's POV
Relief washed over me when I locked eyes with Amore. Tilting my head a little I tried to look closer when I noticed tears in her eyes— what why's she crying?
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Mentality of The Heart
Fiction généraleWhen a healer meets a man broken beyond repair, can she save him-or will he destroy her instead? Alice Monroe is a 24-year-old psychiatric prodigy, celebrated for her brilliance at London's most prestigious hospital. Known for her control and empath...