Your eyes widen as the boy who attacked you is beaming at you. But you know hidden underneath that mask, is the devil waiting to lunge for you again. Now that you're all alone with him, how will you really fare against his tactics as he will try and render you vulnerable again. He gestures for you to sit down in front of him. You study his face carefully and notice all his sharp handsome features, striking you deep like a blade. He seems to have read the expressions on your face and your cheeks flare red when you realises he noticed. He slightly laughs and then turns to look at you seriously. He clears his throat as the intonation in his voice begins to rise slightly, but not so loud because he knows there are other psychologists in the building. "So.. Y/N what have you come here for? Are you done admiring me?" The boy reads your thoughts like a book and you feel mocked by him not taking you seriously enough. "Cat got your tongue? You're wasting my time I have other patients to see". You sigh as you speak your mind and he studies you carefully, with slight mirth on his face as his lips curve up into an obvious smirk. You appear startled as he slowly edges closer to you. He's just a centimetre away from your face and you react and push him away. "I wasn't trying to kiss you, don't get the wrong idea". You explain to him about the 11:11 time period and why someone tries to kill you every single. He seems somewhat intrigued but his words dripping with sarcasm and venom. He really can't stand looking at you or talking to you, because you stole his girlfriend's life. "Y/N... 11:11 interesting. So the events all happened when you were 18 right? I happen to recall that time too... It was... Unforgettable and I never can forget! You.. YOU decided to forget everything and you can't even remember the name of your ex best friend! You can't even recognise her or face your guilt because of what you did and until you come to terms with what you did, the haunting will never leave you alone. But of course I'd rather see you go crazy, so you drive yourself to your own death". He speaks vehemently and your eyes break through broken glass, as tears begin pouring out. You finally had enough and storm up to the boy, grabbing him him by his collar and screaming in his face. "I DONT REMEMBER ANYTHING. WHO THE FUCK IS THIS IS I KILLED? WHO IS THIS BEST FRIEND OF MINE? WHO ARE YOU WHY DO YOU WANT ME DEAD?! Didn't you know? I lived my life having to forget anyone!! So even if I recognise you or not, I can never recall my past. It's too painful and it'll kill me to do so. He stares in your face and he laughs, until he grabs you by the throat and pins you to the sofa. You use your free hand and knock him in the jaw. He staggers back slightly and he catches both of your hands, as you try and fight back. "You're as weak as always. Remember it all, you took the one girl I ever loved from me. You took her, YOU. You seem to have a tendency of breaking a lot of people apart don't you?! Are you so jealous and unhappy because no one truly loves or cares for you? Because no wants you, that everyone has to pretend to be your friend because you're so damn pathetic!" His words feel like rubbing salt in your wounds and your tears on the brink of flowing down like a waterfall. You feel your senses taking over because your mind is no longer with your body. It's drifted off somewhere far and he takes advantage, by asking you questions that begin to run sharp pains in your heads. It's as if his voice is controlling your mind and the pain intensifies, as you drop to the floor; clutching your head whilst it fills your head with pain. Not just any kind of pain, the pain you longed to forget for so long. Your mind feels mentally unstable as different images begin to swipe back and forth through your head, just like a broken record on repeat. Your brain struggles to process this information and you try to reach for the door, but he grips your shoulders tight and forces you to remember everything. Your eyes burst open as you begin quivering and peering down at your hands, as flashing images begin to pour into your mind. You can no longer handle the pressure he has on your shoulders, until you collapse and all you hear is him laughing. The laugh is so evil, and filled with so much hatred that you try to avert your eyes from him. He peers down and looks into your eyes, that are bound lifeless and your pale face growing cold and your increased heartbeat, that fails to stay in sync with your irregular breathing. You begin to hyperventilate and he stares at you, as if you are his prey and he slowly creeps up on you, as his once alluring eyes that made you fall for his looks, end up becoming your worst nightmare. You want to hide and never be found because you truly felt fear and you've never been so scared to want to admit that you're frightened, struck to the core by his domineering presence and the aquamarine orbs he once had, have now become an ice cold lethal stare. If looks could kill, he'd strike you down easily.
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11:11
Historia CortaEveryday at exactly 11:11, someone has a knife to your neck and is slowly draining life and the blood away from your neck. Every time, that minute passes by it feels so surreal that you've gotten used to the fact you're just dreaming or hallucinat...