Abuse

"I once believed my mother never cared and that's why she beat me, I once thought she actually wished I was dead until she told me: "if I wanted you dead, you would be dead.", which made me realize why no single attempt I've made to end my life for her satisfaction had worked."

Amber stops her thoughts from wondering before speaking again to her therapist, Marcy.

"She's stopped every attempt every way she could."

"How?" Marcy asked

Amber's breath shaky and tears start to form as she begins again, "I tried to swallow pills, then my mom made me a whole a pile of sugar. I accepted it, she then ridiculed me for having eaten said sugar-." Amber stops herself

"Go on.." Marcy says with a sick anticipation

"She forced me to throw it all up."

Marcy sat there quietly

"She never cared" Amber continued

Silence fills the room

"She just needed me alive so she can use me"

Silence fills Marcy's lungs

"She used me"

Silence.

"Just like everyone else had."

Pure Silence fills the room, the air in Marcy's lungs, and the cold heart of the lying little girl who has called herself 'Amber'

"Just like you tried to"

Now the room is filled with hate, confusion, and disgust.

"What do you mean?" Marcy stutters a bit

"I saw the files you took out of the cabinet about me, I know you know everything about me."

"Amber, I assure you, I have no idea what you're talking about-"

"Don't play dumb" Amber snarks back

Silence.

"I know they're listening to everything I say"

Marcy tries to not look behind Amber at the double mirror.

"Just keep talking" A guard from the back tells her

"Amber, what else did your mom do?"

"She didn't"

"What?" Marcy starts to worry more than ever

"She didn't, I killer her"

"Wh-"

"You heard me"

"Why?"

".."

"Amber?"

Silence.

"Amber, why?!"

Silence.

"AMBER!?"

Silence.

"AMBER, WHY?!?!"

Silence.

"AMBER! WH-"

Amber's face begins to contort, dishevel, it starts the practically melt. Amber's face becomes to unrecognizable, she looks almost not human. Amber opens her mouth as if to speak, her mouth hangs. Amber's jaw begins to twist, crack, and break off of her face. Her jaw lays on the ground, Amber stands up in front of Marcy. Amber's eyes fall into the back of her head.

"A-Amber..?" Marcy starts to cry and sits there in fear

Amber's legs twitch and grow, the 4'3, 8 year old girl is now 7'3. Its skin turns a purplish black, its hair falls off with the rest of the skin with pigmentation.

"You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.." marcy repeats

Marcy closes her eyes repeating the words "You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.. You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.. You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.. You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.. You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.. You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real.." Marcy opens her eyes to see whatever Amber was turned into dust.

The guards walk in.

Marcy opens her eyes once more to see amber on the ground, bloody, and beaten. Marcy drops the scissors and stares at Amber's lifeless body in horror.