Psychosis (ToLine FanFiction)

VII

C A R L O S

I went home at 3 AM. Duty's at 1:00 - 8:00 PM. I know I'll have an extreme hangover. Di man lang ako nakapag washing. Kahit san mig light lang.

And guess what, hindi ata ako makakapasok mamaya dahil alas kwatro na ng umaga gising pa din ako. Nakikipag staring contest sa kisame. Badtrip. What the hell's wrong with me?

"Celine, huh," I mumbled and grabbed my phone.

I opened contacts — I don't know and I have no idea of what I am doing — and found myself in a sitting manner.

"Sht. Wala akong number niya." I whispered. My mind snapped when I realized what I just said. Its like my body's moving on its own.

"What the hell am I doing?" I heaved and ran a hand over my hair.

I lay down once again and tried to sleep, peacefully, I hope.

"Get away from me!!" I screamed. I looked around. It was dark and hazy.

My head hurts. Its throbbing against my skull. My vision's slowly becoming blurry.

"Caloy, its me." She said. I saw a shadowy figure in front of me. Who is she? All I know is that she's something dearly to me. Who is she?

"ARGH!!" My hand slowly crawls beside me, looking for something.

I never felt so much pain in my life. Compared to my therapies, this is more painful.

// Kill her. //

Shut up. I don't need to follow you!

// Kill her. She's not even real. //

No. No. No. No. No.

I clasped the strands of my hair. It hurt so much. The more I ignore and deny, the more it hurts, the more the voice talks to me.

My hand grabbed a pen, I grasped it tightly.

// Go on. Kill her. //

Shut up. Fucking hell.

"ARGH! It hurts!!" I screamed. I suddenly felt hands on my cheeks. I know this feeling, I am very much familiar with this touch.

"Baby, I'm here. It's me—"

It stung. My head stung.

"ARGH!!! Please, stop. Please, please, please. It hurts. My head hurts." I screamed. My vocal chords are in the brink of tearing.

I felt her hand cupped my face, she slowly lifted my face, I wonder why, but I saw nothing. I saw the pitch blackness of this place. The figure turned even darker.

// She's. Not. Real. //

No. Help me.

My heart beat fasten, this feeling. This nostalgic feeling. I realized that her lips touched mine. She kissed me. The shadowy figure's dark color slowly becomes gray, it slowly reveals her. I slowly get the name, the personality, the person.