MASK

Confession #2

Another break,

They might need some time to process or may be plan what they are gonna do next.

I am sure the officer is cursing me with his fellows while drinking coffee about how vicious I am. And Mary said she's gonna talk to my parents and make them understand the situation.

But I am feeling bored, so I decided to gather my thoughts in the mean time. I do not hate sitting alone like this rather I like it. It gives me some time to think about everything around me. I am used to this.. being alone by myself.

Being alone helps me run my imaginations wild. I feel in my head that my thoughts are coming into life. I am thinking about Mary now.

Mary, the day I met her I still remember every detail. She was wearing a white dress with little orange flowers. Her shinning brown hair was flying gently and she flipped towards me talking on the phone. I still remember her sweet fragrance roaming around the room, the warm sunlight brightening her face.

When she saw me she welcome me with a smile, since then I can't tell you how much I like it when she smiles. When after the session she tells me don't worry,you are not a bad person and smiles at me, my worries and guilts melts away. 

And today also I am waiting for that moment. 

The break is over and they are coming back. Mary seems different. She looks gloomy but when ours eyes met she gave me forced smile.

-"Shall we begin again?"

The officer also sat down and looked at me," Now spit the rest of your craziness out lady."

I looked at Mary but she said nothing.

-"Mary are you okay?"

-"Oh! yes, I am absolutely fine. So Jenney are you really sure that you committed murder before this. Are you not just imagining stuff?"

I can feel the desperation in her voice. The desperation to prove that I am lying.  To prove that I am just sick not a killer.

-"I have come way too far to say that now."

Mary let out a sigh and looked at the officer.

The officer took a breath, "So then let's start and see what else do you have? Start speaking." 

I am not even listening to him , I am worried about Mary. After  talking to my parents she seems a little pale. It's driving me crazy that I can't even ask her what happened.

The officer is literally yelling at my face, "What are you thinking, don't tell me you gonna back off the confession now. I won't let you do that, understand?"

This person really has no manner.

-"Can you please stop and let me talk first. Why would I back off when I already made up my mind."

I said that very annoyingly.

-"That's well then. Lets not waste time."

Mary took a long breath then smiled acting normal. she started the conversation again,

-"can you tell me when was the first time you felt the urge to commit murder?"

-" Umm.. I am not sure. Didn't you once told me every human felt such energy or urge at least once in their life. Isn't this a common thing?"

-" Having thoughts or feeling such emotions are one thing and putting that into action is another. You need to understand the difference Jenney, but I guess it's too late for you now." she said utter disappointedly.