Taming Sagittarius

Chapter 7 "The Final Lair"

(Sage's POV)

My attention was bolted on a small copper figurine that was on top of a side table. My elbows were resting on an arm rest while anchoring my head on my hand. The chair I was sitting on was making squeaky-fart like noises whenever I move. Sometimes I hate leather.

My mind sailed across the sea of tenacity, interrupting a discussion between me and the shrink.

"Sage, I asked you a question."

I sighed irritably then stretched my whole body afterwards. I glanced over to a desk where I can clearly see the good doctor's name. Ruth Montgomery-Harrison PsyD.

I rubbed my eyes when I returned a peer on my aunt. She was examining me visually. Every shift of gestures, every squint of an eye and every words that I convey she writes it down on her yellow paper. It makes me feel like a lab rat as if my life was a playground for them to mess with. Idiotic pretenders with an obvious mask glued on their faces. What is there really to analyze?

I lightly bit my thumb still looking at my aunt. She was now tapping her pen on her pad while waiting for me to answer her question. I shrugged my shoulders just to mess with her. True enough, her impatient side showed which was a wrong move for every shrink to do. I laughed inside, adding an imaginary score to my tally.

She tried to compose herself as if she was saying a whispered mantra on her mind. She released an exhale and looked at me again with a friendly smile, "Alright, Sage... I will ask you again. How many times did your eyes dilate this week?"

I looked away, now biting my nails. "I don't know... I lost count."

She scribbled another moronic word on her pad. "Okay... I think we're not having some progress." She then placed her writing pad together with her pen on another side table, she crossed her legs and placed both hands on her lap. "I heard your father will be visiting you today. How does that make you feel?"

Only one thing popped into my head. Bring him down. I will destroy his empire, like he destroyed my mother. I watched that son of a bitch play with that fucking cunt of his. He gave that girl everything. Even if she was not asking for it, my father gave it to her. Everything was gift wrapped for that whore while my mother stood there begging him to love her. That girl destroyed my family. I would always catch a glimpse of her entering the house with an escort. She almost saw I glimpse of me. My long blonde hair was my veil of deceiving my father. A daughter... to complete his family portrait, a wife who craves for her loving husband and a house to uphold the Callahan Empire. Soon, I will put an end to His Majesty. You just wait...

That bastard will not stand a chance, he can never frighten me anymore... An eye for an eye.

"I can see your eyes dilating again..."

I smirked at my aunt ready to chastise her with my thoughts. I laid my back comfortably and crossed my legs like a man. "I'm sure, he will not be happy to see me. I'll be expecting him this afternoon or later tonight. Depends on his flight... I bet he's on an economic class of seat right now. He must be so angry at me... I can imagine his facial expression right now." I looked at my watch and realized that it's almost 1pm. I pursed my lips with both eyebrows raised then stood up. I walked towards the coat rack reaching for my black hooded jacket.

"Sage..."

I looked back at my aunt not pivoting my body to face her.

"Your mother must be so disappointed at you. She would have wanted you to have a peaceful life. Not like this." She said, slowly shaking her head. She looked at me with sorrowful eyes, feeling inwardly sorry for me.