Mental

Chapter 3

Aiyanna

The sound of my alarm in my ear wakes me up the next morning. I groan as I open my eyes and reach for my phone to turn it off. The time on the phone says that it's 6:00 in the morning. The sun hasn't even risen completely yet. I turn over about to fall back asleep when something clicks in my mind.

My eyes pop wide open and I sit up in the small twin bed with a gasp. Taking in my surroundings I begin to feel all over my face and body, afraid that I'm dreaming. I wait a few seconds for everything to crumble around me, but it doesn't.

'I... I'm in control,' I think to myself. I start laughing loudly before I remember that I'm not the only one in the room. Looking over to the bed on the other side of the room I see De'Nari is still sleeping peacefully.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I quickly jump out of bed, giggling quietly as I gather some under clothes and my hygene things before walking into the bathroom. I flick on the light as I sit my things carefully on the counter. I don't want to make any sudden movements just in case this all turns out to be a dream.

My breathing is shaky as I slowly take off my sleeping clothes until I'm looking at my naked body in the mirror. I turn sideways and backwards admiring the work Kyrie did to make his -- our body get into shape.

'That's about the only thing you've ever done right, you little bitch,' I think as I smack my ass watching it jiggle. 'Just beautiful.' I'm turning myself on lowkey. I'm so fucking sexy.

It always baffled me how Kyrie put in so much God damn work to make his body so fucking perfect but never did anything to show it off. Back in high school, after he lost all that weight, niggas would stare at him licking they lips and shit. "Accidently" brushing up against his ass when they walk by.

He claims to have never noticed, but I know he did, because I did, and we were one in the same. He could've been getting so much dick like he wanted, like we both wanted, but no. He wanted to wait until we were out of the house. He was just being pussy. Afraid of our no good ass parents finding out about his secret craving for dick.

He was just being selfish. Not even thinking about what I wanted or what my needs were. We both inhabit this body, so we should get equal say. I never got that, so for as long as I have control of this body, he won't either.

I turn on the shower and wait for it to heat up as I thought about everything I was going to do today, and every other day I get. I finally have free reign to do as I please for longer that a few hours, and I'm damn shol gon' take advantage of that.

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I walk out of the shower feeling clean and refreshed. De'Nari is up getting his things together when I walk into the room.

"Good morning," I greet him with a smile.

"Good morning," he replies back yawning. "I didn't take you for a morning person."

"I'm not," I say as I put on my deodorant. "Just excited, I guess. I always get like this when there's something important I'm doing."

"Yeah, I feel you on that." He stretches slighly as he walks toward the bathroom. "You wanna stop somewhere and get breakfast before orientation?"

"Yeah. That sounds good," I tell him.

"Ok. Be out in a minute." He walks into the bathroom closing the doir behind him. I hear the shower start running as I try to find an outfit for today. Kyrie never puts on nice clothes unless he's going to an event or out of town. It drives me crazy because he has so many nice clothes.

I decided on a fitted all red pair of joggers, a white t shirt and white vans. I had a gold watch and chain that I could wear with it. Not really dressy, I know, but I'm not trying to impress at the moment.

As I get up to go iron the wrinkled ass shirt Kyrie stuffed into the suitcase, he decides to finally wake his ass up.

"Rise and shine, bitch!" I say sarcastically as I pull the iron put of the closet. Our dorm is set up more like an apartment with a kitchen and everything. Beautiful, to be honest.

'What? Aiyanna? Are you... Talking?" His voice is a quiet whisper in my head. 'How?'

"Oh, sweety! You can't tell? I have control now!" I speak in a sickly sweet voice. I couldn't wipe the smirk off of my face right now even if I tried to.

'But... But how? You're not real! You're just a figment of my imagination!' His voice is louder now. He sounds like a scared little girl. It's funny.

"Oh no, see, that, my friend, is where you are wrong. I'm real. Just as real as you made me. You see, I'm only here because you felt neglected and wanted a companion, but was too much of a pussy to go and find a friend. So you created me. I grew with you. Helped you through so many things in your sad little life. And what do I get? Written off as a simple little play thing. A fairy tale. You never took me seriously. Never even tried to listen to my advice. I'm the realest bitch you got, the best friend you have, and you try to play me off as your imagination?!" I slip the freshly ironed shirt over my head as I make my way back into my room.

'Aiyanna, you ARE my imagination. No one else can hear you or see you but me! You don't even have a body!' His voice is pleading now.

"But I have your body. And your mind, now," I spoke with venom. I could see his face pale in my mind. "You've had control for eighteen long years Kyrie. And what have you done with that? The best thing you have done would have to be your body. What else? Shit! Nothing. Your life is a joke, and would continue to be, but I'm in control now. And all those fantasies, things we've always wanted to do but never found the courage to? Will get done."

'Please. You don't know what you're doing. You have no experience! Life is so different when you have to make concious decisions at every second. I'm barely able to do it after eighteen years. How do you expect to when you've never even been able to before now?!' he thought in a strong voice.

"I guess we'll find out," I said lowly before I shut him out. He wouldn't be able to speak, only to witness as I make his pathetic life something great.

De'Nari walks out of the bathroom fully dressed just as I finish putting on my clothes. He had on basically what I did, but with black joggers instead of red.

"Damn, we dressing alike already?" he said laughing.

"I guess so," I replied back with a smile. "Hey, do you have any earrings I could borrow?"

"Uh, yeah." He turns and grabs a pair of diamond square studs out of his bag. "Here."

"Thanks," I say as I take the back off of one of the earrings.

"Kyrie, your ears aren't peirced," De'Nari says confused walking out of the room.

"I know," I reply before pushing the earring through my unpeirced ear and putting on the back. I do the same with the other and grab a washcloth from my bag and walk into the kitchten. I turn on the faucet and wet the rag before wiping the blood off of my neck and ears before it gets on my shirt.

De'Nari stands by the front door in shock. His mouth is hanging open in an O shape.

"You ready?" I ask.

"... Yeah. Let's go," he replies before walking out the door. I follow him, making sure to grab my key before stepping out of the apartment, closing and locking the door behind me.

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