Okay

Playing along.

      "Tell me why you jumped." he says as he pulls up a chair at my bedside. That's an easy one. "To get the hell away from you." I smile as it comes out, I may be playing along but I'm not going to be nice about it. He brushes it off with a blink and continues, " Why do you run?" his face is expressionless, like a mask. I know all about masks, for I wear one everyday. That is everyday of my normal life, then he showed up and everything changed.

  "That would be the same reason as the last question you asked me. I'm not fond of you." I say as I stare at him, watching to see how he reacts. He seems unfazed. Damn. "you know that if you would just let me take you there everything would be okay." that word tips me off the edge, and I land in the pool of anger that I have reserved over the years. I scream " how the hell is everything supposed to be okay, how does giving in to you fix any of my problems!" 

"Do you want to make something of yourself or just be another waste of life that pollutes the planet?" he hisses as he jumps off his chair and shakes me by the shoulders. I scream more but his hand clamps down over my month before I could draw any nurse's attention. I know I should stop but it's so hard, I just want to scream until I physically can't anymore. I want to let out all the emotions that I've had to deal with or my lifespan. I seem to be getting crazier as my life progresses. 

  I need to calm down, so I stop the screaming, and wait for him to take his hand away. I very much would love to bite him to speed up this process, but that might not be in my best interest to keep him talking about why he won't leave me alone. My skin crawls with even the slightest touch from him, but luckily he lets go of my mouth cautiously. If I knew that having the nurses catch him wouldn't cause me to be sedated yet again I would have kept screaming.

 "what do you want from me? Why won't you leave me alone?" I say harshly as he places himself back in the chair by my bed. He looks at me with an expression I recognize, he has a plan, and he's trying to decide if he wants to tell me that plan or continue to keep me in the dark. He starts off slowly, " your life would have purpose and meaning if you would agree to follow me. You wouldn't be like all those other people that are a waste of life and space on this planet. You could have so much power and glory. We could rule this world and rid it of the ones that are ruining it." his words get faster as he speaks them. I can't believe that he actually thinks that i'm willing to just listen to him. I thought that he would be a little smarter than that, i mean he has been stalking me for a few years now.

"Where would we have to go?" i ask quietly. He sits quietly for a second while he thinks of how he should answer that question.

"It's not here, but it's not very far. You just have to follow me there. Your life will improve greatly if you agree to come... will you follow me?" he says as he leans in closer to me, like this secret is so important that not even the walls should hear. I stare into his eyes, steeling myself to make this decision that i promised i would never make. Ever since that moment when okay pushed me past my breaking point. The promise to never let him catch me, and to never let him win. 

   "Okay." i say in a hollow voice as the irony of the word slowly and painfully sinks in. I feel the same numbness that took hold of me then; taking its place back in the center of my chest and slowly spreading like a cold fire throughout my body, until i feel absolutely nothing. I know this numbness very well, like an old friend i welcome it but i still have that whisper in the back of my mind that says 'how much will it take for you to feel something again' then the last line of the whisper comes ' who else will have to die?' It comes but it never leaves. I feel my mind cracking under the pressure, but i push it back steel my nerves and tell him, "Okay let's go."