Chapter 3

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The rest of the week goes by in a blur and I find myself talking more and more with Elizabeth. Today I drove her to work so that we could drive to her house together later. She's invited me over for dinner as soon as I'm done 'visiting my aunt.'

"Niall!" I hear Dr. Jean yell sharply.

"I'm sorry. What?" I ask her blinking my thoughts away.

"I asked if you've heard any voices lately." She states staring me down.

Tell her the truth.

Either way you're crazy.

I shake my head.

Dr. Jean purses her lips as if she's consumed something sour and jots down words onto her notepad.

"You can leave." She tells me with a wave of her hand.

I get up and walk towards the door. She seems mad.

She probably knows you're lying.

I shrug and walk out of the room. I have somewhere to be.

Niall's got a date!

I roll my eyes as I walk to the waiting room where Elizabeth said we would meet up.

I find her leaning by the wall, reading a book. I smile and watch her for a while.

She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear and flips to the next page.

Stalker.

I shake my head at the voice and walk up to Elizabeth. She looks up and smiles brightly.

"Hey Niall."

"Hi." I breathe out unconsciously straightening my blue dress shirt.

"Ready to go?" She asks holding her hand out.

My heart skips a beat and I nod grabbing it.

Pathetic.

The drive there is fun and filled with laughter and she tells me about her high school mishaps. When she asks me about mine it gets quiet.

You were too crazy for school.

"I was homeschooled." I say quickly, drumming my hands on the wheel.

"That's cool." I hear her smile.

We get to her house and I park my car in her driveway.

Inside her home I look around while she goes down a hall that leads who knows where. I'm left alone so I decide to sit on the couch and wait. I stare at the wall across from the couch with degrees on it. Wow, she's done a lot.

"Sorry I left you alone. I wanted to change out of my work clothes." I hear Elizabeth say.

"It's ok." I smile softly.

She signals me towards the kitchen smiling. I follow.

"Ok so what do you want to have for dinner?" She asks leaning against her counter.

"Whatever you'd like." I shrug smiling.

"But I'm inviting you." She pouts.

"Tacos?" I ask pointing at a taco magnet she has on her refrigerator.

She laughs and nods going to the fridge and taking out the ingredients.

I stand there awkwardly until she motions to a cupboard above my head.

"Taco shells."

I open it and grab a box before placing it on the counter.

She hands me a chopping board and a knife.

"Get chopping, Horan." She laughs handing me two tomatoes.

I grab them and place them on the board eyeing the knife.

Don't start stabbing people.

I shudder and grab the knife with my trembling hand before beginning to cut the tomatoes into small squares.

By the time we finish preparing everything and eating I find myself more comfortable with Elizabeth.

We end up sitting on the couch watching TV when we finish.

A few minutes into the show everything around the TV gets blurry.

I blink trying to get my vision back to normal but it doesn't work. Feelings of anxiety and fear began to crawl their way into my chest. No.

Shit. I didn't take my medication.

"IforgotIhavetodosomethingbye." I rushed out grabbing my stuff and sprinting out the door.

I could hear Elizabeth yelling after me but I was too scared to turn around and I got in my car and drove off.

You're like a crazy Cinderella.

As soon as I reached my house I locked the front door and sprinted to the bathroom but a figure by the door stopped me.

"Your medication isn't working." The figure said.

I shook my head.

"Why do you continue to take it?" He asks.

I shrug and begin pulling at bottom of my shirt, twisting it and wrapping it around my finger.

"Don't take it." He tells me and I nod.

Don't listen to him, Niall!

"Shut up." I mutter before retreating into the living room and sitting on the couch.

The voices in my head seem to get louder and I lie down with my back to the coffee table in front of the couch. I stare at the stitching in the cushion and watch it shift around.

This is about to get interesting.

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