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○Becca○
FOUR MONTHS LATER

The smell of alcohol and regret with a tinge of body odor filled the room, rolling around in the circle of chairs that surrounded me, each chair suited to another victim, with a different story, a story they too are to scared to share.

“ How about you Rebecca? Do you want to speak today?” The Group Therapist asked Turning to me. I gave him a look that said I wanted to rip out his throat for such statement, I rubbed my arms shaking my head.

“ Then we’ll go to Addison first,” he reasoned, I sat back in my chair exhaling a deep sigh, the white fabric of my hospital clothing rubbing against my skin. My eyes continuously flashed to the clock, every once in a while patiently waiting until this stupid session was over. I looked around me at the men and women who looked like me I guess, some of them wanted to be here though, I guess thats what set me apart, unlike them I hate the thought of being here. I hate the thought of reminding myself what had happened in that house and the barn. I hate being associated with them because of what I went through. I'm not like these people, I'm not like that family, Im me Becca. Suddenly that name seems feral and distant though. Becca wasn't this person, she was happy, she had a life, she had dreams, she had Alex. This person I am now… I can’t even recognize myself in the mirror. My darkened eyes show the exhaustion that plagues me, the burn scars coat my face like a mask of fear, making me hide behind it, hide within myself. The worst part of it all Is knowing that after all I went through, knowing everything that happened, how Alex...how Alex could end up being just like them, she disappeared shortly after I was sent here, after she killed Derek and her parents...eating them and leaving their bones and a lake of blood behind. The police have been searching for her, for a long time now, trying to find her before she hurts anyone else. Michael and Brad are good friends now, and every one in a while they come to visit me, because my parents won’t they cant even talk to me on the phone anymore.

“ Rebecca?” Doctor smith asked pulling me from my thoughts.

“ Yeah?” I asked now back in the group, everyone's eyes seemed as though they were melting into mine.

“ Do you care to share now?” He asked. I took a deep breath in, rubbing my palms on my white pants, before nodding ever so slightly and standing up.

“ I- I'm Rebecca Cooper.” I said my voice cracking, everyone gave a small smile.

“ Hello Rebecca.” They said in an ensemble of ranged voices.

“ And Four months ago I was Kidnapped by Cannibals.”

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