The Killer with A Blade

Chapter 9- Oh no

While I admire Regina in her nap and suddenly hear a knock on the door. "Come in," I say. Regina's mother comes in, worried. I get up and button up my suit as I reach out to shake hands. "Sorry for all this, Cassian. I'm so sorry you have to put up with her shit. Fucking bitch needs to learn when to stop." Her tone changed. I've never heard her sound mad, and it's clear she is very pissed at Regina. "It's ok, Mrs. Blade. I don't mind taking care of her." We walk over to the couch and take a seat. "I received a call about this yesterday but didn't mind on checking on her since you'd be here. Sorry if it sounds selfish, but I am sick of her nonsense. Since she was 16, she'd been addicted to drugs, and we sent her into a mental institution, got her one of the best therapist, and gave her time and space. And all she did was waste it all. She never attended a single appointment. She ran from the institution. And all because of that stupid brain of hers. That brain," she said pointing to her, "that brain causes her madness. It caused so much destruction to herself when she was a teenager and everything was all going downhill for her. It's like a demon is living in her and taking control." She looks down and holds on tight to her purse. "I hate asking you this, but I have no other choice for her to get better." There's a moment of silence. What could this be about? I hope she doesn't want to let her die.

"Show her your dark side, Cassian. She needs to learn."
Fuck. No. No. NO. NO.
"Mrs. Blade. I-" she looks at me deepening on a yes and not a no. "I need you to help her. When she was little I taught her to never let anyone hit her in any way or form, and i know i shoumd have given her a good smack in the face, but what i been after, i couldnt let that be her life either. However, this is the only way to bring her back in line."

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"Regina?" I try to wake her up from her nap, and she's crying.
"Yes?" She says, getting up but failing to. Her voice seems weak, I wonder what she was dreaming of. "Let me help." I grab hold of her arm and I notice something on her legs, so I slowly pull up her gown and notice her scars. It fill me with rage to see her full of scars, to see her precious skin ruined by her. I wonder why she does this. Why does she?
She pushs my hand away as i try to look higher up her leg, and lowers her gown. I look the other way and let go. "I, um, sorry for that." I say. I just want to see those scars. How deep are they? How many are there?

She gets up and take a few steps to the window without my help. I have so much to ask her. I want to know why she does this, why she did all this. I want to know what goes in the mastermind of hers, but all she does is push me away, and as much as I want to know I can't push too far or she'll explode.

Show her your dark side, Cassian. She needs to learn.

"It's ok." She says. She looks sad and tired as hell. We need to leave soon so shell rest at out home. "I grab her things and just as I grab her purse, I notice needles and bags of weed. This woman can't get enough, can't she? At this point, I'm already mad. I thought she didn't carry them with her, but I now know to expect the unexpected from her. "Regina. We need to talk."

"Yea?" She turns to look at me holding all her herion i found from her bag. She  walked over to me as fast as her weak legs could let her, and almost tripped from trying to snatch them from my hands, but failed. She ends up on the ground. Face flat. I want to help her up and rub her face, but this is where I have to bring my dark side. She need to learn and the lessons will be hard.
"Hey! That doesn't belong to you! Give that back!" She says, trying to get up. "Regina. I not surprised you have this, it's just disappointing to know you fell into this evil thing." I say, chuckling a little. I bent down and grab her skull head. "I am very very disappointed in you. You are stronger than this, love. I know you are, and I'll help you combat this addiction. I promise you that."
She laugh at my remark and then gets up without my help. "I don't need your disappointment, love. I feel great. Better than ever!" She says, smiling. I get up and slap her across the face for laughing at me. She'll start from here. She fell to the ground and rubbed he cheek a little.
I hate this. I really do.

I bent down again and grab her chin. "Listen , love. I want what's best for you, and if you wont listen, if you just think of it as a joke, I'll have to bring you back to reality." She cries a little and turns the other way, but just as i reach for her chin again to finish what I'm going to say, she pushs my hand away, so all i did was stare and then walked out the door slamming it really hard so she'll fucking notice that I'm pissed at her and me. I'm pissed she's in this hell hole, and I'm pissed I laid a finger on her that way. I just need some time to relax and process everything that happened... and will happen.