What!? I always thought maby I had anmesia or maby an evil twin or something else when I saw the proof of me klling the senior but I didn't expect to have Dissociative Identity Disorder. It was the one thing I didn't suspect of myself.
" Are you sure?" I muttered loud enough for her to hear. " I'm sure, do you mind if I have a chat with Max?" She asked me. I stared at her in confusion.
"I- I don't know how it works. Even if what you said is true." I whispered to her. "Just try your best, I promise this will make you feel alot better afterwards." She smiled at me.
I took a deep breath in and out and closed my eyes. I thought about this 'Max' she talked about. I didn't know who she was or what she did for a living.
Who are you Max? Are you like a copy of me or my opposite? How are you like? I asked myself which felt wierd but I felt like someone was listening to my questions.
I fight for a living...so basically the opposite of you. I heard a voice in my head.
Max?
Let me out, I want to get out. I heard the voice in my head say.
Alright.
I started breathing heavily. I felt a drop of sweat go down my forehead. I felt my hands curl up into fists on my lap. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt myself drift away from my consciousness.
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I finally opened my eyes. I felt like I was always awake but couldn't feel anything for a week.
"Is this Maxine I'm talking to?" The women infront of me asked me with a caring smile on her face.
"Umm... Yes." I said awkwardly not knowing where I am and how I got here. "Tell me Max...have you ever lived through any sort of trauma, maby at home or at school?" She asked me staring deep into my eyes.
"How do I know I can trust you?" I hissed at her. "Funny, that's exactly what Jess said." She giggled
"Who's Jess?" I asked getting curious
"You'll find out."she said with a smile. I took a deep breath "Are you like a free therapist?" I asked hopefully.
"You could say that." She said " Are you planning on answering my question?" She asked me with an understanding smile on her face.
"Umm.....well..my parents got divorced when I was five. I lived with my mom..." The words started coming out of my mouth. I always knew I needed help but therapists were always too expensive, so I took my chance.
"How were you with your peers?" She asked me kindly. I stood quietly, I didn't want to answer that question. "You can tell me." She said with a smile on her face.
"I had no friends." I said sternly but truthfully. "How was your connection with others in school?" She asked me. In my opinion she was asking for too much information but I think that's what therapists do.
"I was bullied to the extreme. I almost died countless times because of it."
"And what did you do in that situation?" She asked me.
"I tuned it out, I went to my happy place in my head and ignored all of it." I said honestly.
"So that's why you suffer form identity disorder.." she said looking down at the table. "What do you mean? I don't have a disorder." I hissed. "I'm afraid you do" She said with a sad look on her face.
"NO. I don't believe you. I don't care if you are a professional at these but I DONT SUFFER FROM ANY SORT OF DISORDER!" I scram uncontrollabley. The women looked at me in shock. Serves her right.
I got up from my seat and ran towards the door. "Wait!" I heard her scream behind me. Well I'm not gonna wait. I started running faster towards the door. The door was automatic so it opened almost instantly when I ran to it.
"Is this a school?" I got distracted looking around meanwhile slowing down. "Escaped patient on the run! I repeat ESCAPED PATIENT ON THE RUN" I heard the women say behind me as I got back to my senses. I started spring across the hallway hoping to find an exit.
It wasn't long until i heard heavy foot steps behind me. I turned around for a millisecond and realised the women had called a whole security team and they were chasing after me.
But me being me, I don't run. I fight.
I spinned around 180° and put my fists infront of me as I stood there watching the security team come closer and closer. A man came charging at me then I gave him a few hard punches on the face and a high kick on the neck making him fall unconscious to the ground.
The rest of the team slowed down when they saw the unconscious man next to me on the floor. "Mam please calm down and return to your room!" one of the men shouted at me.
"I'm not going back there!" I shouted with an emphasis on the word 'there' and pointed to the place where the room I ran out of. "Then you leave us no choice mam, we'll take you by force." Their so-called leader said seriously.
"Come at me!" I shouted and put my fists up into the air infront of me. Their leader came charging at me with his fists as a weapon.
I beat the crap out of him.
After him I charged at the other security guards.
I beat the crap out of them as well.
"Wow... this school needs better security." I muttered to myself standing there in shock of how easy they were to beat.
I looked down at the men. They looked so peaceful knocked out I stood there until I felt someone's hand touch my back, I sharply turned around with my fist about to punch someone in the face, but I froze.
"Me?"
"I'm Jess."
A/N
This chapter was 1K words!! Probably the longest. Hope you guys enjoy.
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