Doctor Annabelle (GxG)

Part 34

VALENTINA

Dr Annabelle said I was getting better but I didn't feel like it. Honestly I didn't really know how I had been feeling. A part of me knew but I didn't want to admit that Dr Annabelle was succeeding in helping me. I loved my demons way too much.

I was in love with Dr Annabelle but I hated that she had the power to get rid of my addictions. I hated that I could become okay because I didn't know who I would be without my darkness and pain.

If I became better, I would be send back home. I did not want to be sent out to the world because I had no purpose. I had no idea what I wanted to do for life. College was not one of my options because I hated school. When I thought about the subject of school, I remembered killing a guy 2 years ago.

The guy I killed was my teacher.

Nobody knew what happened to him. He was young and everyone's favorite. His name being Ryan Owen. Mr Owen was an amazing teacher involved with his students. It was sickeningly amazing to other people but to me, the teacher sickened me.

One day my mother beat me up so hard, I missed school. I went for a walk that same day around night time and ran into Mr Owen. The man was so concerned, he looked at me with a caring expression. I reassured him that I was okay and went on with my walk.

The next day when I went to school Mr Owen asked me to stay behind. The teacher told me that he just wanted to make sure I was doing okay. He even mentioned that I should trust him if I needed someone to talk. From there on Mr Owen started asking me to stay behind for a little talk and I was okay with that for a bit.

I had no friends, we ate lunch together and he was being too nice. I suppose it was in his nature then the flirting started and his care even more affectionate. Mr Owen was truly loved by everyone and many students were attracted to the man. I was not, his caring nature sickened me.

In my point of view, Mr Owen was annoying. He was always in my business and his soft side made me feel sick. Then he kissed me one day and told me he was in love with me. We were alone in school when it happened. He had a whole speech I didn't bother to listen to, I guess I was in a bad mood because I told him that he was sick for that.

As days passed he tried to get my attention in private and even held me back by lying. The darkness in me started to creep out the more Mr Owen kept annoying me, checking on me. Then my mother beat me up so bad the wounds were visible to anyone who looked. Mr Owen could not mind his business demanding to know who was hurting me. I pushed him back and his head hit hard on the desk.

I believe he was just trying to hug me back then but I could no longer take it anymore. Mr Owen was a nuisance to me. I took his fancy pen and stabbed his eyes until they were out then I shoved them in his mouth to stop him from screaming while I curved his heart out. I was only trying to use my seramic blade to get the heart out in a neat way but I might have been too violent because he died and the heart was stabbed in the process. I left him there.

Nobody ever found out who killed Mr Owen and I lived in peace. Killing Mr Owen brought something dark out of me. I loved the feeling of destroying a life. It was so exciting. When a boy drugged me and took advantage of me, I drugged him back and killed him. He was never found.

This was the part I wanted to talk to Dr Annabelle about. Even after I betrayed her, I was her baby. Dr Annabelle would never let me be taken away. I trusted her and I would make sure she trusted me back in the next week left for me to leave the facility.