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Roseline Walker

It's past 2 am I'm working alone at the nurse station on third unit because Mrs Wheeler, had to take sick leave.

All the patients were asleep, nurses were probably in locker room or cafeteria.

I looked down the files of patients, going through the weekly reports of their behaviour and health.

There were so many poor kids that were dealing with PTSD, depression, some recovering from suicide attempt. It's makes my heart hurt a bit, I have been working here for a long time but it still pains me to see people like this.

I was immersed in my work, the light of the lamp flickering slowly, then as hear a snap making me turn my head and I saw that man— Draco the ghost, the demon or whatever entity he is. How did he just appeared on the chair beside mine?

I didn't realise I yelped in fear with my hand on my chest my breath caught up in my throat, "oh my god no no not again" I close my eyes convincing myself that this isn't real

Because how do you explain him disappearing everytime before someone else sees him! And how did he just appeared on the chair beside mine!.

"Roseline, you still don't believe I'm real?" I hear his voice again which makes me curse myself, to get a hold on myself.

I'm not going crazy? Maybe I am.

"You're not! Please get out of my head whatever entity you are!" I shook my head, more like shaking the person or the ghost or whatever he is out of my head.

I'm not going crazy, I can't be.

Why am I saying that, I'm not even sure if I'm not crazy, every time he disappears, I feel like I'm imagining him.

He appeared right beside me, I could have sworn he wasn't there earlier.

"Oh, come on, I'm not in your head. I'm beside you, right there" he says, points aa finger at himself and I'm trying so hard to not look at him too much.

What the hell even is he? Is there a demon named Draco? Or is there someone named Draco who died where I'm living? Is this why he has been haunting me?

"What are you a ghost? a demon?" I snap, I feel like I'm going nuts

"No, not a ghost, not a demon" he tilts his head to the side."Will you just let me touch you so o can tell you I'm real?"

Why is he so insisted on touching me or making me touch me I don't want to do that, I don't want to give into someone or something that might not be human or might not even exist.

Also I'm scared if I touch him, or if he touches me something bad will happen, I don't know what but something about the idea seems off.

"No" I say pushing my chair away from his "Do not touch me"

He said he won't touch me until I ask him to, I internally gasp maybe he's a demon that could be set free if I touch him?

"Can you see my eyes? my face? it isn't an hallucination, you know that right?" He leans his head forward a bit.

Ofcourse I can see him, but there are other stuff that a normal human being don't do! Like disappear or appear out of thin air.

"I- doesn't matter! you are definitely not normal" I say after taking a good look at him

"I'm not normal?" He says with small chuckle. "are you? look at you, working in the late night, questioning yourself if you're hallucinating stuff."

He's right?

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