Adopted by PTX

Chapter 5

OK sorry this chapter is slightly dirty...... SORRY COULDNT THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE TO DO!!!

I don't know why in the world I stopped drawing! I love it! I guess it could be better though if the voices in my head would go away. I hate the voices. Them telling me to kill myself that I'm a mistake. I'm always told I'm loved. I don't know if it is because of the voices and my parents know or they are just doing it to remind me.

"Oh My God! Guys! Look at this!" Mitch says bringing the notebook I'd left on his bed down to the group. I blush and look away. Does he get what it means? Does he understand that I'm telling him about the voices?

"It means something only I would know though..... and of course Alissa." he says looking at me. I look at him. Like I'm a loss child in the rain and he is the person I've been looking for. "Why? Why didn't you tell us? What are they saying? When did it start?" he asks me sitting beside me.

"I don't know why I didn't tell you. You already know what they're saying most likely. It started..... when I was nine." I said and he engulfs me in a hug. "I don't know how you fight them off. But I'm glad you can. When it happened to me I couldn't. I'm so glad you didn't listen to them." he says pulling away and looking me in the eyes as he cups my face.

"What do you mean? Who are they and them? Didn't listen to who?" Avi asks.

"The voices." me and Mitch say in union. "The voices in your head that tell you your a mistake and are worthless." Mitch says. "They tell you your a whore and were a never meant to be." I say. "They tell you to kill yourself." We both say in union again.

He look scared. They all did. Then I reached the reality of what Mitch had said. He couldn't fight them off? What did he do?!

"Wait. Mitch? You said you couldn't fight them off..... what did you do?" I ask him. He sighs deeply and shuts his eyes.

"We'll talk later but first things first. We have to get rid of the voices." he says pulling me into the kitchen and placing me on the counter. He cuts once on our hands and then puts the cuts together. Then he pulls our hands away and he says something I couldn't quite understand. He cleans up the blood and helps me off of the counter.

"What does..... what you said mean?" I ask him clearly not understanding what he had said.

"Olu na-arahu? It means the voices are gone. It is Igbo." (That is a literal language and that is literally how you spell it. Google Translate!!)

I nod at him in understanding. "Hey! I drew you guys something. I was really bored so.....here!" I say giving them the drawings. They all gasp in amazement.

"This is amazing!!!!!" Scott yells. Kirstie squils Avi has his mouth open and Kevin is just staring in amazement. Mitch? He started tearing up. It was adorable but sad. Like a lost puppy almost. I went over and hugged him. He tried his best not to. He couldn't help it!

I'm not sure why he was crying though. My artwork wasn't that good and he is a boy so he can't have mood swings. Can he?

"Aw. Mitch! Why are you crying?" I ask him still having my arms wrapped around his waist from the side.

"Your artwork! It's stunning!" he said through tears.

"It's not that good..... it seems like a mess to me." I say picking it up. I looked over the drawing. I was so bad!

"NO! IT IS AMAZING! How is it not perfect?!" he asks me.

"Well..... the nose isn't quite right, the eyes are the wrong shade of brown, the eyebrows are wrong and the hair is too light." I point out the flaws.