Chapter 22: Looney Bin

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I was insane.

That's a sentence that most people have said at some point in their lives. In some way, shape or form, everybody has said that they were a little bit of their rocker. A little insane in the mind cell's membranes.

But how many people can actually say it and truly mean it? Well, not a lot. But I can say it with a straight face and mean every single word.

You've guessed right. Victoria was sent to the looney bin. The crazy people place. I was in a mental hospital. I was officially declared insane.

Being insane surprisingly wasn't bad. The workers here were really nice and sometimes the food isn't all that bad. But the best part of it? Sometimes Justin gets to visit.

When he's not out in the real world living his popstar life, Bieber likes to visit little ole' insane me. He likes to tell me that he still loves me and the old me is somewhere inside of me, waiting to be free. And I liked to laugh at him, a cruel and maniacal  laugh to show him how insane I truly am. There was no me inside. He couldn't still love me. Not after what I did. And there was no me inside. Rebecca tore at me until there was none of my original self left. None of the compassion that I once had, none of the feelings for Justin, none of the self blame that used to keep me up at night because I killed poor, poor Annabelle. Rebecca's tortured soul ripped my own soul apart until there was nothing left, and she was always in my head to tell me I'd like the new me when she was done.

She was right in a way, I guess... I'd rather feel absolutely no remorse for taking Annabelle's life than feel like I'm drowning in a sea of guilt. A part of me figured it would be better this way.

The funny thing about this whole situation was that Justin also liked to tell me that God would make things right again. I know it's wrong, but this got me laughing harder than anything else did. The reason behind this is that while I spent my time staring blankly at the white walls in my room, I realized that there is no God. If God loved all of his children, then why would he punish me in this way? There were thousands of people on Earth that were committing worse sins than cheating on a boyfriend like I did. I came to the conclusion in here that there is simply no God. He doesn't exist, a total character made up to help people sleep at night. He was a support system to help explain things. An answer when there's no other explanation.

'Oh, I just had the best sex with so and so ever and now I missed my period.' 'Oh, it's probably because God meant for you to have the most amazing baby in the world!'

'So and so broke up with me.' 'I guess God didn't make you guys to be together.'

It's honestly shit to me, all of it a lie. My whole life I've been growing up, thinking that God loved me so much. I grew up praying to him, telling him all my problems in hopes that he would solve them or tell me how to solve them. And I realize now that they were rarely ever solved. Just a bunch of time wasted on nothing!

So, as I sit here, listening to Justin tell me that God will save me and that I'll be fine again, I just want to explode. I don't want to laugh at him again, because last time he looked really offended, but I don't want to let him keep talking. It's just wasting time.

"Just stop." I cut him off, rolling my eyes.

Another one of his hurt expressions crossed over his face, and if this were a couple weeks earlier, I'd just kiss the look off of his face. But not now. Now, I feel absolutely nothing. And, if I'm being completely honest right now, I don't even know why he bothers to come. I know he doesn't love me anymore. Not after I cheated on him and then killed Annabelle. Everyone probably hates me for that, especially Liam.

"Stop talking about God and everything! How is everyone doing?"

Justin took a deep breath, closing his eyes tightly.

"They're good.. Annabelle's funeral was a couple days ago."

He opened his eyes, looking at me expectantly.

I internally laughed, because how cute was this? He thought that I actually cared anymore to comment on it.

"Liam and Rachel were in the worst shape, I think. You took someone really important out of their lives, you know that?" He asked.

I shrugged, looking straight at the wall ahead of me. Usually, it was a plain white wall, nothing too exciting. But today, even at this distance, I could see a spider crawling across it. It wasn't too big, but it was brown and grey.

Rebecca must have left her eye sight behind when she left me, because I didn't have this sight before..

"Don't just shrug about it, Tori! Whenever we start to talk about this, you get all silent! You need to be able to talk about it, it should be talked about."

"What do you want to talk about?" I snapped, my head turning sharply to glare at him.

"I want to talk about why you did it. Annabelle was a daughter and a sister and a girlfriend and a best friend. What was going through your head when you killed her, Victoria?"

"I told you already, Justin. I told you that it wasn't me."

I've already explained this so many times to him and he still doesn't get what's going on with me. He thinks I'm insane. Which, as explained already, I am pretty insane..

"I don't even know who Rebecca is! You don't even know a Rebecca."

"I didn't have to know her! And I don't know why she decided to possess me! She could've possessed Rachel or Tiger, but she chose me! It wasn't my choice, Justin, it was hers! I didn't and I would never kill Annabelle! Rebecca did it!"

Justin stood up with a sigh, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

"I can't handle you right now."

No one can. And I guess that's what helped me make up my mind as I watched Justin walk out of my room without saying anything else. I'm going to make sure no one has to deal with me ever again.

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It's been awhile, huh? How is everybody? Good, I hope.

So here it is. Sorry to keep you all waiting, I apologize. I just couldn't bring myself to write. That's why the brilliant, lovely Jackie wrote the second half of this chapter. So you can thank her <333

The next chapter is the last chapter and sadly there will be no sequel, and again I apologize. One more chapter. The last chapter. This will be my first completed story. And knowing my commitment to stories, I never thought I'd see the day. But I'll keep all of the sappy stuff for the end of the last chapter.

What do you think? Leave a comment and as always I will read them. And if anybody didn't know already, I'm falling off of the face of Wattpad earth when it comes to 1D fan fiction soon. Sigh. Everything good comes to an end, I guess.

Yeah. Comment, vote, and keep being awesome. Not like you need me to tell you that, though.
 

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