Lustrous

Chapter 43: The Power of Words

'Hey Sky, gone to work. Call me if you need anything okay? You know where everything is.
Ps. There's ice cream in the freezer ;)'

I read Jessie's note and smiled. I hadn't gotten any sleep last night and I was regretting it now that morning was here. My mind felt a little less clouded today which was promising. But my body still ached like I had been in an accident, or a really bad fight.

I decided that - if only today - I was going to have ice cream for breakfast. I smiled wickedly to myself and pulled the tub out of the freezer and a big spoon. Not bothering to scoop it out of the tub and into a bowl, I sat down on the couch and watched re-runs of the Bachelor in other countries.

I started to cry as I scooped up another spoonful of ice cream, watching the poor girl be sent home. "Life's so unfair." I sobbed and dribbled a little.

Classy Sky, real classy.

I jumped, my tub of ice cream falling to the floor.

What? Why the panic? Is there a rat? Oh my go there's a rat! Alarms started going off inside my head.

I started to laugh. "I've missed you." I spoke to the voices in my head. They weren't as loud and demanding as they once were, but they were there. And I for once, I loved this noise.

And... where exactly did I go? She looked at me like I was nuts.

I shook my head not bothering to answer the question.

Sighing in relief, I picked up my ice cream. Everything was right in the world - well almost everything.

I took comfort in the fact that the voices had returned and started feeling like myself once again.

There was a hard knock on the door and I jumped a little at the intrusion. I thought for a second of letting it go, but decided to answer it just incase it was a package or something. As I opened the door I saw Anthony standing there. His eyes lit up as he saw me - most likely from surprise.

"I was hoping you'd be here." He said with a small, forced smile.

"I thought it'd be the last place you'd look." I turned around and went back to the couch and half melted ice cream.

"It was, first was your father's. This was the second and last option." He explained as he shut the door behind him. He didn't attempt to sit down, only stood - very awkwardly - half way between the couch and the door. "You going to talk to me or what?"

"There's nothing else to say."

He scoffed. "There's plenty to say. Like what the hell was last night about? You can't just throw a packet of pills at me and expect me to understand."

"I don't want to take them anymore. They make me feel... not like me."

"I don't care if you take them or not Sky."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Then why make me take them!"

"It wasn't my idea. You were the one who said it."

"Excuse me." I stood up from the couch and faced him. "I confided in you and you sent me straight to a shrink!"

"I suggested it. You didn't have to do it!"

"Well geez thank you for making that so damn clear."

"I don't even know what your problem is." He waved his hand in the air for extra emphasis. "You always find something to nit pick about, I'm sick and tired of constantly being on trial here!" His face tinted red as his frustration boiled. "It pisses me off beyond my limits."