Shadow Syndrome

Chapter 12: Feelings.

He looked at me in horror like I was going to stab him again. But this time,

The knife was closer to him.

He instantly grabbed it.

"DON'T YOU DARE COME ANY CLOSER TO ME YOU BITCH!!"

"I'm sorry I couldn't control myself!!"

"WELL THEN I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF!" Atif said as he swung the knife close to me. I stepped back.

This was probs the last day I was going to be alive.

But for some reason...I wasn't scared to die. I didn't feel like I would die. I felt like I really had no feelings at ALL.

My thoughts were interrupted as I realize Atif had stabbed me.

I backed away from him as he backed away from me.

But for some reason...I didn't feel ANY pain. I felt like nothing had happened. Atif was disappointed. He kept swearing and screaming.

Yeah. That's it. Let's bring you back to who you really were.

No no no! They're trying to make me "insane" again with that horrible shadow syndrome! No!

"TRINITY WHERE ARE YOU???"

Atif only smiled at that. Looks to me like he's gone insane too.

"Oh her? Yeah...your not going to see her for a while.." He said menacingly. My eyes widened as I imagined what happened. Oh god no. Did he kill her?! I began tearing up. I didn't want her dead. But she was covered in blood. I lied beside her and tried to feel a pulse.

.........

......

By now the tears were already out of my eyes and all over her shirt. By now I was also raging in my head.

Oh, this will be fun. Hehe.

I slowly turned around to see Atif's horrible smile. He wanted this. Didn't he. I got up and slowly began walking closer to him. He didn't back away, since he had the knife. I didn't care. If he was going to kill me, at least I'll be by my sister again.

"You've really changed, haven't you?" He says, bringing the knife closer to him.

"And you've really fucked up big time haven't you?" I say with pure hatred, gritting my teeth.

"Well, not exactly. 1 down, the other to go." He brings the knife closer to me now.

"FREEZE WHEREVER YOU ARE AND DROP THE WEAPON!"

We both turned around to see the police with a gun against Atif. He dropped the knife and raised his arms. I didn't. They then pointed the gun to me.

"Drop everything and arms up, or else whatever you say will be used against you."

I slowly raised my arms up. Great. I'm going to spend the rest of my life in jail.

The policemen handcuff both of us and drag us out of the building. After some investigation, they also found Trinity's dead body. She was all wrapped up in bandages as she was dragged off to an ambulance. Wait..did that mean she was alive?! Hopefully. I can't get my hopes high though. Normally that would just let me down.

In the meantime of THAT, I was dragged along in the back of a police car, as the police began to drive away. How did I just suddenly become a criminal? How?

I bet it was ALL because of those inside voices.
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Weeks later:

I was being released!

With one little condition though...

They said they recommended me to get help. They think I suffer insanity for stabbing him.

But turns out, they believed that Atif ended up attacking me since me and Trinity were the 2 attacked there, and he confessed saying he was attempting to kill me for a LONG time. He also said that I attacked him as an act of self defence. Was he trying to get to my good side to make me NOT hate him? That's not happening. Well. Ok. I admit. I sound selfish now. He sacrificed 10 years of his life for me.

By now, there were reporters EVERYWHERE. All around my house, people swarming up to ask me questions, and trying to see if I was ok. I just fought to get past. By the time I entered my house, I was exhausted. And safe, for now.

It's time to actually start fighting. Not my peers. Not my family, but my inner demons.