FRANCESSA'S POV
" Your mother, the child version of your mother. "
My resilience shaked a bit. It always has been like this whenever the topic came to my mother.
Back then, when I cared & loved everyone around me, she was the one I cared & loved the most, even more than dad. And even now, when I don't care about the world anymore, she's the only one I still love.
The woman who had made me.
The boy on the other side of the glass chuckles darkly. " At the end, you had finally unchosen the one person you kept choosing all this time. "
" You'd chosen death for your mother. " those words felt far more worse in words, " I think you're prepared now to be unraveled to the world. You've scored the perfect numbers in all your exams except those few in the beginning. "
" I won't deny it, your brain far more exceeded my expectations. You're a born genius, a prodigy in educational fields. But I want to make you a perfect human being that the constantly evolving world demands. "
A pause.
" Now let's see if you've really attained this state or is it the facade with which you're fooling everyone including your own self. "
" Let's test it. Let's see. "
My eyes went wide. My pupils glimmered with shock and terror.
" Sta-stop.. " I didn't stuttered because im scared. It's just my senses weren't lucid transparently, after spending days inside a sense deprived room. So, words just slurred or came half formed from my mouth.
" I can't, it's you who'd chosen death for her, for the person, for whom you'd gifted death to many. "
His hand in which he held the knife moved a little. A rush of something, something dark ran down through my mind.
He wasn't killing my mother, I was killing him.
He sighs. " I'm disappointed, I'm really really disappointed with you, right now. As I doubted, it's just a facade. " He laughs out a dark mocking and irritated laugh. " A facade deceiving enough to fool yourself. " He grits his teeth.
" Let's kill Patricia Ferreira. Maybe it can bring some drastic improvement in you. "
" Please.. Stop.. " I gritted my teeth like a mad animal while I begged him.
No change. Instead he slowly lifts his hand holding the knife high above his head. Straight in the line of my mother's chest.
A dreadful scream echoes. It was my voice. It was my scream. It was me. Something so evil and dark takes over my instinct, so naturally.
The boy statues for a moment. He's terrified. I can feel his fear. He's scared of me. Yet he's thrilled. It was a moment of pause before his hand flies down with a great speed and pierces right through the chest of the girl he was holding on his other hand.
My breathes became erratic and loud. I can hear my breathing myself. I was hyperventilating. The madness brewing inside me was psychotic. I clutched my head in anxiety. Something inside me, a part of me, only a quarter sane part of me was holding back all other parts that had turned demonic.
The boy doesn't stops and keeps stabbing at the girl's chest again & again. All the sounds it created was disgusting. It made me sick but mostly it made me even more feral.
I freed a hand from my head and clutched a fistful of the white hospital gown above my chest and kept tightening my fist with every single passing second. It hurts. It hurts. My chest was hurting so badly.. so badly. My nails digged into my skin making blood ooze out from my palms.
The pain in my chest felt so real that I could easily mistake that the boy had stabbed me in the chest instead.
And I think I'm not mistaken, I think he did stabbed me. It was me, he killed. Because, who am I?
I don't identify myself anymore.
A monster?
My face was completely covered in sweats by now. I took a deep breath and finally dared to open my tightly squeezed shut eyes and the first thing i saw was the crimson liquid spreading all over my white gown, staining it.
My eyes widens in utter shock & trauma. My chest spasmed from lack of breath. I couldn't breathe. And then, slowly I bought back my shaking hand from my chest to only find the blood spread over every inch of my skin.
My vision was washed with blood. I only saw red. Everything was red. Red.
I stared at my bloodied hand with wide traumatized eyes. Something animalistic takes over my instinct and-
Two seconds.. three seconds.. four second..five seconds and in a blink like a lightning my feet moved towards the glass wall. And the next thing I'm doing was.. hammering the glass wall between us with my bare fists.
My eyes stayed scarily bulged out from my sockets, like it would come out any time. I kept banging my tight fists on the glass wall. Insanely. Desperately.
Crack.
The glass was thick but some kind of unknown maddening force kept me banging my fists on it, like a crazy.
Again & Again & Again & Again.
Crack.
A huge crack forms even through that thick of glass. Blood splattered and flowed around the glass. The blood was flowing out from my hands. My skin was scratching and bruising with the cracking glass continuously. But that pain was numbed to me. And, i kept banging and striking with all my strength until the glass wall broke & shattered under my feet.
A dark and hungered monster caged inside me was raging to get freed. The monster this boy had made me & the insanity he had gifted me.
My eyes searched for something.. something to kill.
The shattered glass pieces caught my attention. I took a broken glass piece with a pointed tip, from the floor that makes my own hand bleed but it was the crave to kill that boy infront of me that drove me on my feet. He still wasn't budging from his place.
My hand was mere inches away from stabbing that glass piece through that boy's skull. Just mere inches....
And suddenly all the light went off and the whole room became pitch dark again. I let go of the glass piece I was holding. It falls on the floor but not a single sound came. I felt my heavy breathing but couldn't hear my breathes anymore. I wanted to kick my legs and scream my lungs out. I wanted to destroy everything.
He was right, everyone in this world are selfish.
I was failing to consume oxygen both through my nose and also through mouth. After few seconds, my knees gave out. My nose immediately detects the smell that was spreading inside the room. And my mind alerted instantly, it's the smell that always makes me dizzy before it completely evaporates my consciousness. They use this whenever I start hyperventilating and this drug or whatever they use to sedate me everytime, makes me unconscious before I die being out of breath.
I closed my nose and mouth tightly covering them with my hands but no use. The smell gradually did entered inside me and slowly my head started spinning and soon I lost my consciousness.
YOU ARE READING
Illusions (Alt. Ending)
Misteri / ThrillerTwo stories. Two persons. One destiny. And illusions. When the two stories were been told together, go ahead and read it but keep asking yourself if you remember who was who when you had started? Or had you fallen in the trap of illusion?