This Love, This Hate

Chapter 8 Group Therapy

Chapter 8

I opened my family album. It was very old. It's not like I'm old or anything. Venus snickered.

The family album was once a white, but now has faded horribly, there was now spots of rust colored, dry blood on the insides and on the front of the covers. I glided my finger on the inside cover. The inside cover had a piece of wrinkled paper in its cover. I carefully grabbed it and, slowly opened it. I didn't recognize this.

I opened it. It was our family tree of many past generations.. I gasped. I saw, my great great grandmother. She had white hair, I guessed, since it was a black and white photo. I guess this is where Leo got his white hair. The rest of my family had black hair, like myself. I got my silver eyes from my dad. He was the only one who had silver moons as his eyes. I have crescents of silver.

This, album had a lot of memories, mostly bad. Our family members were starting to be hunted down by Daniel Kilffer. We don't know who shared our secret of how to kill us, or who told him to kill us. Perhaps the government, who finds us to dangerous. I mean someone who has abilities to change in to anything or anyone, and that's just the family power. Each individual have a specified power. I have darkness, or shadows. For Leo he has light. Fraternal twins to the bone.

It was almost 2. I decided to go to group therapy anyway to get a feel of it. I grabbed my schedule and found the room, 126. I opened it. I went inside. There was no one inside, so being curious I looked around. Their were rewards on the wall, for being successful I guess.

Have of me still couldn't believe Leo left me here. "Arthur Willington..." British I'm guessing. But why was he in Peru?.. My eyes looked to the filing cabinet. "Ooh..." I said, Venus giggled. I took a hair clip and started to pick the lock. It clicked open, and I searched for Felix. "Felix... Felix... Felix..." I got it. I pulled it out, and sat behind Arthur's desk, in his swivel chair. Staring at the Manila folder, I finally got the courage to open it.

"Shadow Felix, I'm guessing?" A light British voice said from behind me. I turned to swivel chair. My eyes looked up. From his shoes, to his jeans, to his tucked in buttoned up blue shirt, to his pink lips, to his bright green eyes. I licked my lips. This was going to be fun! I could feel his gaze go up my body as well. "Yes?" I said, getting up, and sitting on his desk. "You're early." He said. "Oh yes, I had nothing to do.. So I looked around." I said. "Shadow you can't just come in here and look at other people's files. It's prohibited. But since your new, I'll give you a freebie. But that's it. You're new, and probably don't care about rules." He adjusted his glasses, and took my file. "Seeing as you, are wanted for dead or alive. Wanted in what four different countries..?" He said, closing the folder. "Five." I said laughing.

"-anyway, I'm Arthur Willington. Group therapy counselor. As well as your one on one therapist." I went up to him, my hand resting on his chest. "Oh., I promise to be good, don't send me to detention.." I said jokingly. I walked around the huge room, I looked at the two sliding doors. "Are you going to diagnose me?" He chuckled. "My specialty is hypnosis, going into your subconscious, to see what your afraid of.. To see your past, to help you get over it." I nodded and looked back at him. "I have a alter ego, that might come out." "I'll be the judge of that, Shadow."

"Could you help me, set up the circle of trust?" I burst out laughing. "Circle..! Of trust?" I asked. "Yes, this is still new to you, but you'll get used to it." So I helped him set up chairs in a circular circle. I sat in front of him directly. I crossed my legs, as people started filing in and sitting. The blonde that spilled her smoothie on me, entered and sat near Arthur. Whore. I shrugged, I wasn't that different. Mike entered and sat next to me. "Alright." Arthur said. "We are missing one,. Claire Kliffer?"

My eyes widened. Claire Kliffer?! Was she the daughter of.. Daniel? The same guy who murdered my family?! My roommate....?

The blonde pipped in. "Probably went to talk to her daddy, poor bitch." My eyes glowed, and I closed me eyes to calm down. But I thought.. Daniel Kliffer was a human..? Mike looked at me. "You okay?" I nodded.

"Well lets continue. Shadow Felix?" I looked up. "We already met." I winked. He chuckled. "Amber Exet?" The blonde chipped in. "Oh that's me, you don't know me, yet." She looked over to me. I smiled, which made her look frustrated. "Alright everyone, welcome Shadow." "Hi Shadow". Everyone said in unison. "This is a circle of trust meaning we talk about feelings, and why we are here."

I was suddenly curious as to why other species were here. "Why don't you go first Amber, go counter clockwise." She looked at her nails. "I am a sex addict, I like it too much. And I'm here because of my decisions. You see, I am a black widow, once I'm done, my partner dies." She said like it was nothing.

Next was this guy named Ryan. "I'm a demon. I am the anti-Christ." "No, Ryan your not, your a regular demon." "Ah... That's right." Then came up Matt. "I am a Vampire. My addiction is eating, and eating and eating til I achieve my certain amount of high that makes me go suicidal and homicidel. " then it was my turn.

"Do I really have to do this?" Arthur looked up from his notes. "Yes, please continue." I sighed dramatically. "Where do I start? Uhm, I'm the last of my species? Except for my twin brother? Who has abandoned me in this shit hole. I'm wanted in many different countries because I still valuables, that are worth more than your lives. I have what you could say, an eating disorder. I drain my victims of their soul or essence of life. It's addicting. And I'm saying now, I don't deserve to be here. I can handle myself." Arthur looked up at me, writing several notes.

We went through others, and I lost track, as I gazed out of the two slide doors, as a blue jay was singing. By the time it was time for us to leave. I got up. "Shadow. Stay. It's your one on one session."

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