Pain of the Whispers

Chapter 42

  Red and Bill glance at each other with unknowing expressions. Both boys might have had their differences just seconds ago, but when a very powerful girl holds a dagger and is asking who to kill first, you kinda have to put those differences aside just for the moment. Red takes a chance and takes a step forward towards me with his arms out and his hands facing outward towards me.

Red's soft but brittle voice finds me as he softly orders. "You won't kill me. You don't have the guts nor the will to. This is all an act that one of your voices is putting on Rice. You can't listen to what the voice tells you to do. What you are holding is a dagger that can seriously hurt someone, but you know that. Why don't you give me the dagger so nothing bad can happen?"

Red's voice is lingering to my soul, I could feel his very words lick at my core. Making me want to give him the dagger and just have him curl me up in a hug after. 

But the voice had other plans still, it still wanted pain.

 It still wanted blood to be spilled.

 It still wanted to hear those lovely screams that would come out one of the boys if the dagger was dared to be drawn across the skin of one of them. 

Red seen the hesitation I had going on in my head, he knew I was trying to fight the voice but the voice was stronger this time around.

The voice makes me put on the cruelest smile I can muster up as it makes me say. "Your little book tricks won't help you, dear Red. I don't even have to try so hard to get Rice to want this, she wants blood drawn. She wants to see others in pain so others can feel the pain she goes through every single day. That dagger drawn against an others skin makes her feel alive again. She died the day she shot that man; her souls been gone. So, feeling alive is her top priority, using that dagger makes her come alive. I barely even have to push her to do the things I have been doing. She wants this and she knows it."

I want to scream out, the words the voice is making me say is not true.

Yes, I feel guilty every single day for when I killed that man, any normal person would.

But the rest of the horrible things the voice was saying was not true at all. 

The horror I seen on the face of Bill made me finally grab ahold of whatever the voice was made of inside me. I grabbed with both hands and strangled it, I felt the voice try to fight me, try to fight to get away but I was stronger. I kick the voice a couple good times before I let it go and it left on its own, the voice being ashamed I had to kick it away from me.

 I drop the dagger in the dirt below my feet, my hands springing to my head as I rub my temples. As soon as the dagger got dropped to the ground, Red dashes to my side. He cradles me in his arms, holding on to me as if I would disappear if he didn't. But Bill comes in, taking me from Red as he holds my shoulders.

Bill scans me all over, as if he's looking for something psychically wrong with me, when he doesn't find anything, he lets out a breathe he must have been holding. "That was very scary to hear those words come from your mouth, even if I knew they weren't true."

My eyes sparkle a bit when me and Bill look into each other in the eyes, something between us has changed but I don't know what yet.

Red yanks me away from Bill, putting me behind him as he takes the dagger from the ground and continues to point it at him and growl. "Just because her episode has finished, doesn't mean your let off the hook."

I swiftly grab the dagger from Red's palm as I sigh and rub my temples again. "I'm not having the two of you fight again over nothing. Let's just sit down and have a talk, because apparently a talk is needed."