"Ebony? Is there an Ebony Cullin here?" A deep but soft voice asks.
I look up from my crossword to see a tall brunette standing in front of me. His eyes are kind but he looks serious. I can't manage to get any words out of my mouth, so I just nod my head.
He motions toward his office. I sigh and get up to follow him.
His office is small, and is not anything I imagine a therapist's office looking like.
"You're dad has filled me in on most of the details. He's really worried." He admitted.
"Like I care if he's worried. He doesn't even care about me." I mutter.
"Eb- is it okay if i call you Eb?" He asks cautiously.
"I honestly don't care. What is your name anyways?" I reply.
"Dr. Addams. You can call me Matt if you want." He answers. Some time goes by but the words just float by in my head.
The clock turns to 4:00. I am relieved, it feels as if I have been here all day. I dig around in my pockets for a bit until I find my phone. I see a few texts from my father, he says I need to contact him immediately.
"Well obviously, since I need you to pick me up from this horror I'm forced to go to." I think to myself.
I look up and see a dark red truck pulling up to the curb. I get inside it and see my father. His face looks disappointed.
"What is it." I ask sternly.
"Your mother is in jail again." He answers sighing.
I can't say anything. I feel the anger rising up inside me so I just keep quiet. We're home soon enough, and I storm out of the car and into my room.
The anger is bubbling up inside me and all I can do is scream. I open my laptop and log onto to tumblr, and I see that Gerard is online.
"Hey I know we haven't talked in awhile but I've really missed you." I type.
I sigh at the read symbol on my screen. I walk into my bathroom to splash water on my face.
"You know no one can help you, right?" A familiar voice chuckles.
I jerk my head behind me, but there's no one there. I look back into the mirror and see a girl standing behind me. Her eyes are a dark brown and her hair is all black except for about two inches at the bottom colored red.
"Who are you!? How did you get into my home!?" I screech.
She laughs. "I guess it's time I introduce myself. My name is Winnowill."
I stumble and catch myself from falling. "I have to get out of here." I think to myself.
"Ignore me all you want! I'll still be here!" She giggles.
I grab my jacket from my closet and run to the door. I am just about to leave, when I hear a voice.
"Ebony! Ebony wait. You have to unlock and relock your door 200 times." Winnowill says with a sleek smile.
"Why would I ever do that!?" I reply annoyed.
"I know things you don't. Things you would never even think of happening, things will happen if you don't do exactly as I say." Winnowill answers. "You're whole family will die if you don't do as I directly told you to.
My eyes widen. I'm not sure if I believe her at first... but I can't risk it.
YOU ARE READING
all in your head
Teen FictionShort story about a girl with OCD. She desperately wants things to go back to normal, but Winnowill is of course not going to make that possible. Winnowill is her OCD,or at least that's what she thinks, after all... its all in her head.