Silence

Pt. 15

They grabbed my collar and dragged me through the school. 

We got to the stair well door that was locked.

One of the bullies kicked the door in.

 We climbed up the creep old stair well. I swear it is haunted. 

I was dragged up each stair. 

We reached the roof and yet again, they kicked the door down. 

I was thrown forwards with a stumble. 

I turned around. 

"What do you want from me?" 

"You keep manipulate people. You can read minds right?"

"What are you talking about? I can't!"

"Oh! I hear denial in your voice." 

"What are you on about?!"

"You know well what I'm talking about kid! Don't make me angry."

"For goodness sake! And what If I do have this power, what would you want me to do? Hu?"

"I just want to use his thoughts to torture him."

"There is no way I am agreeing to do that!"

"You just slipped up mate, now I know you can read minds. So do it for me."

"No."

 He walked closer to me.

I'm genuinely scared. 

*Awakes*

 I feel really dizzy. It's like I just got hit round the head with a baseball bat. 

I tried to shake it off but nothing would work. 

I noticed the psychiatrist sat next to me. He cared to give me a smile. 

For some reason, I smiled lightly back at him. Eh! What is wrong with me? 

"So, are you going to talk to me know? I know you can talk now as you spoke a word a couple of days ago." He asked, he looked pretty impatient.

I turned my head and pulled the face of 'I messed up'. I looked back at him, "Who are you?". 

"I'm Brandon, I'm your psychiatrist." He told me. 

"Why do I need a psychiatrist?" I asked with a little frustration. 

"Over the last few days, you have shown some signs that you are not exactly, well, 'with it'." Brandon said looking at his hands. 

"Excuse me? 'With it'? What is that meant to mean? I'm a freak? I need to be in a mental hospital? I'm too messed up for you?" I spat at him.  

He looked at me in shock. 

Who do you think I am?!

...

Wait... 

Who am I?