Hey sorry it took me so long to update this chapter.
Me and alex has been talking for about 30 minutes now. But it is mainly me just listening to him yeah pon and try to explain whatever day she was talking about I really couldn't focus on what he was saying and he refused to just get to the point. He always did that he was horrible at getting straight to the point in conversations.
Voices. All I could hear you he was the voices. My medicine which I forgot to take this morning witch I'm spost to take every morning has finally worn off. Usually even remind me in the morning to take it but a course she is not here. The medicine helps keep mean sane. I've always heard voices but never sences my father had died they have become worse than before and his voice was just added to the many already inside my head.
They wouldn't shut up. He wouldn't shut up. I just gave Alec a look of death or as my family calls it my 'go to hell look' to get him to be quiet for just a minute.
"what? Why are you giving me that look?" he asked in a annoyed and frustrated voice.
"will you shut up and pass me that bag?" I say pointing at my backpack in the chair next to him.
He gives me a I don't want to look but picks it up and tosses me the bag anyway. I open up the bag and find a smaller one with my pills in it and grab my water bottle off the night stand next to the bed and swallowed three pills. It would take at least a hour for them to start working but at least they would help soon or later.
Alic already explained to me that my friends where all safe but they where being held hostage until he finished explaining what ever it is hes been trying to explain to me.
"Your still hearing the voices aren't you?"
I only ever told four people about my conditions my parents sister and of course him. I nodded to confirm that what he was saying was true.
"what do they say?"
"oh you know the usual."
The usual being shit like death is coming, the ends near, it's your fault, you are the end, kill them all. Yeah I know it's some pretty messed up stuff but whatever.
"look are you just gonna stand there and look at me with pity or are you going to get to the point so my friends won't be hostages anymore."
The room it made me feel so trapped the walls where starting to close in on me. I felt so closterfobic it wasnt the fact that the room was small because it was a good sized room. It was the act that I was stuck in the room with him. The fact that I couldn't leave.
"OK you want me to get to the point well here it is." he said confidently but I could tell he was anything but confident. He looked scared. "I know what you have been going through these last few days. I know about the huntsmen and how they took your sister. I know who you are. I know what you are."
"Say what. How the hell? Have you been stalking me or something?"
"Or something." he mumbled looking down at the floor. "The reason I quit football and joined the 'gang' is because they are so much as a gang as they are a convention. "
"what are you saying? That your a witch and that's why you gave up a potential carrier in the NFL. Your a fucking witch." I was starting to yell. It was all just so frustrating. Why the hell is everyone that I ever known and trusted hiding these secrets from me. I need to hit something.
Chavelle hello are you there?
What the hell that is a new one. A new voice in my head great just to add to my insanity. But the voice I heard it before but from where?
Its Victoria dumb dumb. Remember telepathey I can connect us her your thoughts and allow you to hear mine. You know you really should not think up such violent things. But then that guy is starting to get on my nerves as well.
I laughed at this. Which earned me a confessed glare from Alic which I just ignored.
But he is hot. How long did you date? And was he always this sexy?
Oh mi guard Victoria!!!
What. He is I mean look at him.
I looked up at him still staring down at me with a confused face. Probably because I was over here talking to myself. Then I got a idea.
Hey Victoria you want to have some fun?
Oh I see great idea let's mess with him a little.
Pay back time.
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Broken
FantasyChavelle's life is anything but normal. After her dad killed himself her life took a turn for the worst. when she starts to hear his voice in her head telling her that he's still alive. But two years later her twin sister Eva goes missing and she wi...