Murder City

Chapter 3

"Is that necessary"
Dr Frank looked confused, "is what necessary?"
"The recorder is it really necessary, I don't fancy being recorded you know"
Smiling, they always started on this note for ever single session, it was part of her rehabilitation, engaging in small talk or even talk of any kind,something that removed her mind from that night.
"Like you know, it is"
"A hazard of the business, i guess"
"It's to make sure i......."
"......Keep track of all I say, we do this every week, you know"
"Yes I do in fact, how are you?"
"As well as can be, did you hear? I leave for court tomorrow"
"I did not know that, how do...."
"I'm just gonna confess you know, come clean and say i did it" she rambled on, trying to get what she was trying to say out as quickly as possible.
"I'm not your lawyer"
"I know that"
"I'm your therapist"
"I know that as well"
"Why do you think you need to confess"
"You're not my lawyer"
Smiling, "I know that", repeating her words back to her.
"I committed a crime, I need to be punished"
"Did you?
Raising her eye brows, she asks, "Did I commit the crime,.of course I did, my prints were on the weapon. So I must have."
"Do you want to tell me what happned that night Rita"
" I told you already, I killed her, I went to her house and I killed her, stabbing her over and over and over again", her voice and body  shivering as she replayed the scene in her mind.
"Rita, you need to calm down. Take deep breaths, so we can start our session"
Laughing maniacally, "didn't we start already", holding her hands to her head, "I feel drained and I have recurring nightmares of the same thing, I just want it to be all over you know"
"Can you tell me what your night mares are about"
"It's the same thing every night"
"Tell me about your dreams Rita" he urges.
"It's the same thing, I'm in Surelere in Ada's room and she's there and I'm there and there is someone else in the room, I can't see them but I know they are, the knife is in my hand, suddenly there is blood everywhere, on me, on the couch and bed and I look towards Ada and she is dead and I'm holding the knife...."At this point she's crying and shaking and the memories of the dream make her curl into a fetal position on the floor, "...... and and and I didn't move but I had blood on my hands and there is a voice in my head saying, you did it Rita you killed her". She looks up at him and whispers slowly, "I must have killed her, right?".
"Rita, listen to me your dreams are just that, dreams not reality okay....you need to be strong and we need to talk about your dreams now, okay."
Laughing she sits up, "I've contemplated sucide you know, just so it all goes away and I can be free, but I find that I just can't do it you see, I'm Catholic, its against our beliefs"
"hmm, you say someone was in the room with you and Ada.....who was it"
"I did.....i ...I can't say...I don't know who, i can't see the face of the person,  why can't I see their face Frank?"
"Hmm...it's not unusual. The trauma must be blocking that particular aspect of the dream.Hmmm...I wonder.... Rita is it possible that the dream is a memory rather than a well dream"
Looking confused, " Probably, I can't tell all I know for sure is I killed her"
"See that bothers me too, it's clear you are experiencing selective memory......"
"Are?"
"Might be experiencing selective memory, why do you remember only killing Ada but not anything in between or even before?
"I...I don't know, could it be?"
"I don't want to get your hopes up but I need you to do something for me, okay. I need you to remember"
"It's not a FUCKING SWITCH YOU KNOW, MY BLOODY MEMORY CAN'T BE TURNED ON AND OFF YOU TWIT. I OBVIOUSLY KILLED THE BITCH. MY DREAMS PROVE IT, THE BLOODY CRIME SCENE PROVES IT AND YOU KNOW WHAT, THE BITCH DESERVED IT TOO". At this point she was erratic and flipping chairs and tables.
"Rita, today's session is over, I can see you are agitated but you need to remember okay, the orderly is on his way to take you to your room"
"You mean my cell?"
"It's not a cell"
"It dosent' have a window"
"For obvious reasons"
"Yeah, cause I killed the bitch"
"Rita, do me a favor"
"What"
"Don't confess tomorrow"
"Why?"
"Because"
"How cryptic, I killed her shrink get over yourself"
"Don't confess"
"You're not my lawyer, Frank".
"I know"

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