To Sing of Sorrows

"Let it swim in your head..."  Dr.Mando Said to her.

"Fuck you, stupid quack" Was what she wanted to say to him. But she couldn't bring herself to let the words fly off her tongue. 

"Why?" Was her reply instead.

"Because if you think things through, or let them grow in your mind as you grow, you may understand your actions." The Doctor replied.

She had been doing that all week, what the doctor said.  "Why did you kill them, Dia?" A little girl's voice in her head asked with a pleading tone in her voice. "Be quiet you! Last time you bitched at me about that, Mando almost heard me fess up!"  Dia thought to herself. 

"Dia, what is she saying? What is the little girl saying?" Mando asked, crossing his legs as he sat back in his expensive leather chair.

"She's crying like a bitch again. All she does is cry, doc. There's no point in letting her sobs swim around in my head all day, and all night, god forbid!" Dia rolled her eyes at the thought.

"No, she's speaking again, I can tell. You scrunch your nose when she talks to you. Tell me what she's saying, Dia." He persisted.

"She says I killed them. Shes crying because she thinks I did it."

"But you did do it! You know you did! Dia stop lying!" The little girl's voice got angrier. 

"DId you do it Dia?" 

"NO! I loved them! I wouldn't dare!" Dia fumed. 

"Why does the little girl think you did it?"

"Gee, I dont know, why not ask her yourself, doc?" Dia scowled at him. She hated thereapy sessions.

"What's her name?"

"Fabeena." Dia scrunched her nose as she spewed the horrid name from her lips.

"Fabeena, why do you think Dia killed them?" He asked. Dia lay on the couch silently, staring up at the ceiling. Her face suddenly contorted itself into such a twisted disfigurement that Mando had to look away momentarily. 

"NO! Fuck you Fabby! I didn't do it!" Dia seemed to be shouting at the ceiling.

"What did she say?"

"Bitch wants to posess me so she can talk to you directly. Hell no!" Dia glared at him and then at the ceiling. Her nose scrunched again.

"Try it." Mando suggested with a shrug.

"Excuse me, who was it that kept saying that I should think things through? Now that I'm thinking it through, you want me to just abandon all inhibition and hope this kid doesn't go all out psycho on us both? No thank you!" Dia was finished. She no longer wished to talk about Fabeena. 

"Why not just give it a go, Dia? Please! You've kept me locked up in here all these years! I want to talk to someone else!" Fabeena pleaded.

"GR! FINE!" Dia growled. All was quiet for a while. Then Dia began to convulse wildly, shrieks of agony pushed through her lips despite her attempts to keep them back..... No sooner had the convulsions begun, they ended.

"Fabeena?" The doctor inquired. Fabeena, in the form of Dia, looked at him and smiled.

"You're Mando? You look like a troll doll!" She snickered.

"And you look like Dia." He replied.

Fabeena frowned at the thought. "Dia killed them...She hated Mommy. Mommy was mean to us!" Fabeena began. She sat up on the couch to look Mando dead in the eyes. Dia's normally light blue piercing eyes were completely black.

"What did mommy do, sweetheart?" Mando asked, trying to radiate a friendlier vibe to her. He knew he was walking on thin ice now.

"She burned us! So we burned Mommy back." 

"I'm afraid I dont understand what you mean." 

"Mommy tried to kill us, said she loved us!" Fabeena began to cry her tears were a thick black syrupy slime that dripped dow her face. 

"Mommy locked us in our room and burned it while we cried to come out! So when we survived, by hiding in the closet, we found Mommy with her new boyfriend and burned them both!" She smiled deviously through her goopy black tears. they fell onto her black shirt, sticking and hardening there. 

"Your mother tried to kill you? You never forgave her? Is that why you killed them all? That family? You were jealous that their mother loved-" Fabeena cut the doctor off.

"NO! SHE LIED LIKE MOMMY! SHE DOESN'T LOVE....love them...." Fabeena paused as she said the word love. She grimmaced as though it hurt her to say it. Her lips began to bleed, Mando shifted in his seat uncomfortably. 

"There's tissues next to you Fabeena." He said. She looked at the box and picked it up timidly. She wiped off her blackened tear stained face and cleaned up the blood on her lips. 

"I have to go now. Please leave Dia alone now. By the way....never let her go to church." She replied as Dia was allowed to come back into her own body, with the same convulsions as before. She foamed at the mouth as her screams and groans racked her body.

Dia lay fast asleep, after the seisure, on the floor. Mando poked her with his cane. She held onto the end of it weakly. 

"I'm hungry..." She said, her eyes remained closed.