Daughter of Hades

Daughter of Hades (Part 9)

Chapter 9

          My eyes blinked rapidly as I tried to focus on the test in front of me. The letters jumbled together in a big mass of undecipherable words that I wish were gone. Slowly a migraine shoved its way through my head, booming wildly. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and carefully inhaled and exhaled like my ‘shrink’ showed me, but it didn’t help much. As I ever so slowly opened my eyes, the jumbled letters started to form words. I still didn’t understand what they were saying.

          I quickly raised my hand and asked, “Could I take a break?”

          “Yes, yes you may, but please be quick about it,” The teacher replied with a stern voice.

          I nodded my head, stood up, and jogged out of the room. I reached the washroom in a matter of seconds, because it was across from the class room. I walked up to the sinks, turned them on, and splashed my face with frigid water. I looked back up into the mirror and had a stare down with myself. I watched as the cold water trickled down my face and into the oval shaped sink.

          Why can’t my life be that simple? I want to be a drop of water and have no worries in my life. All I’ll have to do is go with the flow, literally.

***

“No, I don’t want to do this. Not anymore. I just want to go back home and be alone. I don’t need this and I don’t need you!” I yelled at my therapist, hoping he’d understand that all I need right now is alone time.

          “I’m sorry, Miss, but we still have an hour of therapy to fulfill, so, if you’ll just sit down, and answer my questions, time will fly by.” He tried to reason with me, but I just couldn’t do it.

          I paced the room, ready to just run out if needed. “No, today’s lesson is done,” I started blinking insanely. I’m not feeling to amazing right now, and I definitely don’t need to some weird old man bickering about how I’m crazy, but he’s going to fix me, or everything’s going to be okay. Well, sorry to burst your stupid bubble, but everything’s not okay! I’m meeting my dad in a week, and I’m slowly going crazy. Does that sound okay to you? Does it! NO! I think not! If he’d just let me go, maybe I’d be better by the next time he sees me, which will be tomorrow.

          “Would you just please let me be for a day and maybe I’ll be better by then. I have a lot on my plate today and I don’t need you trying to get to know me better, when, frankly, we both know that you don’t even care about your patience. All you want is the fat check that’s calling your name by the end of the week!” I burst out, and it was true. I was right, you could tell by his facial expression.

          He sighed in exasperation and said, “Fine, but only this once. If you’re not back by tomorrow, then I’m going to call your mother.”

          I rolled my eyes and whispered, “Oh, I’m so afraid; just trembling in my boots!”

***

I screamed and screamed and screamed, wanting this misery to end. I was falling, falling to one of my many deaths, falling to my ‘DOOM’, and disappearing under the dark, murky waters of my nightmare.

          “Please, just stop for once! Please!” I kept begging but I’m afraid that nobody was there to hear me, nobody was there to save me, and nobody was there to tend to my deranged life. For once, I knew what it felt like to have no one there for you. Maybe that was the reason I’ve been having all of these nightmares, because I feel like nobody is there to help me get through anything.