IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD

Chapter 29- Leave The Genius To Moi

I paused and smiled at Rickey as he stared back with nothing but confusion. "Is your plan to smile weirdly until they give up?" He said giggling. I chuckled and then flipped my hair of my shoulder with my hand.

"Oh no, my dear Richard, just leave the genius to moi." I made a prissy face. "Was that french?" I cleared my throat and stood tall, straightening out my clothes,"Bien sûr que c'était français. quoi d'autre aurais-je parle?"

"You speak french?" Rickey asked scrunching in his eyebrows. "Don't you?" I said smiling. "Well I can but I don't normally and if I do speak other languages, Ich spreche Deutsch oder. That is German." "Umm... I know what German sounds like stupid. But just leave the ideas to me."

I walked away without another word and went towards my room. I walked in and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw three doctors in white coats and ties.

A short man with grayish black hair and blue eyes guarded by glasses spoke first in a casual tone. "Ms. O'connors, pleasure to meet you." He smiled happily. "We are-" I help up my hand to signal him to pause. "I know who you are."

I thought momentarily as Xander gave me all the incite on what they wanted and who they were. Then my favorite time came around and that was the time to yell and bitch at the creepy guys in lab coats.

"Dr. Martin, divorced and father of three. Dr. Gary Marshal, alone and intending to stay that way so you constantly work. And lastly, Dr. Hopper, still lives with his mother and will be single till the day he dies. Shall I continue?" I smiled sarcastically as all of them curiously stared at me with fascinating.

The door shut behind me. "Okay, I get it. You guys are freaking out. But I think I should be the one freaking out slightly more because you guys are from the program that is devoted to analyzing me." One tried to open his mouth but I cut in.

"I am not stupid. I might have been taken out of school when I got there but either way I know more than all of you combined times twelve. You people are here to take me to yet another office so you can ask me questions. And the first thing that you will ask is how I know all of this stuff. And please stop me if I am wrong.

"My answer will be you already know because if you didn't, the question, case, and over all investigation, wouldn't even exist. But then I will ask you a question and that is what part of this disturbing little program involves dragging my sisters out here? And you wont answer that so I will have to just keep digging through every particle of your mind until I find what I am looking for. And I have found it.

"Now I want to ask you this once and the answer will be yes unless you want me to start causing real havoc. Because if you think that there isn't that much that a ten year old can do you are so mistaken that it would make your heads spin. Now my question is, Are you going to leave here and stop this project or am I going to have to do it myself?"

The men all looked amazed, confused, and slightly offended.

"Are you going to just sit there like corpses or are you going to answer my question?" They all stood up and turned to walk away but Dr. Hopper stayed behind as the other men walked out of the door. "I think you know our answer Miss. If you didn't then the suggestion of bringing of down wouldn't exist. Thank you for your time."

He left before I could break his nose, which I really wanted to. I rubbed my temples in relief of not having to keep focusing to dig through minds.

I plopped down on my bed, crawling under then newly made up bed sheets. My eyes gently closed and dreams came to me immediately.

" You will know all have the option of meeting every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday," A man said to all of the kids from the jail and from the asylum.

Damian turned to me and smiled," I guess that means I can be with you more often. Seeing you four days a week, wow, that really has no down side." I giggled a little to try and let my blushing cheeks normalize.

"What ever, Damian. You just like to say things like that." I said smiling. My smile never seemed to fade. "Okay, Kay," He responded.

The dream changed but I stayed in black for a few minutes and only thought. I remember thinking why that was a dream. Most of my dreams were about things exploding, lies, and death. It was never anything pleasant.

But then the dream went to real scene.

I was standing alone in a field and everything around me burned. I could hear the crackling, feel the hot wind beat against me, and see the fiery inferno that surrounded me and threatened to engulf me. No one was with me. I was standing alone, cut up and bruised, in torn clothes with my tangly and dirty hair blowing in the dry breeze.

The I heard a distant cry that was shrill and ongoing. But then I realized that it was a scream that took place in between heavy sobs from a child.

I ran and jumped over the rings of hot flames to find this child. I ran and jumped for so long until the noise was right beside me. Looking in all directions, my eyes scanned the vast burning field in search of the maker of this horrid noise.

Finally, I spotted a tiny child who was surrounded by a wall of fire.

I willingly jumped through the wall, only to quickly pat out the flames that caught my clothes. The child back away from me, crying even louder. She then screamed as she pointed behind me. I turned and got a hard punch across the jaw.

I was probably sixteen or so and I was pretty built. I straightened up and looked from the person. It was a girl, tall and lean. Then the face clicked after thinking for a moment.

In front of me stood Hally. She spoke between gritted teeth, raising a gun to the small child's head. "Give it back or I will decorate the wall with your baby cousins brain." I then noticed the resemblance of the child t none other than Kathy.

She must have had another child later on.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" I screamed. Hally cocked the gun. "I really don't know! Just dn't hurt Kat!" I screamed. I looked back to the screaming child in fear. "Fine," She lowered the gun," Then I will shoot you instead," She aimed it at me," And then maybe you will give it back. I know Lillian told you and you took it.

"I don't know!" I yelled. Just when I went to open my mouth again, Hally shot the gun and it hit me in the abdomen.

I was hit with a blinding pain just when the dream started to change.

I was now sitting in a room, on chair with restraints on my hand and feet. I was facing a mirror. My hair was a mess and I was wearing black shorts and a sports bra. I blankly stared at the glass.

"Where is he!" I screamed. Something told me that I was yelling at a two way pane of glass. Someone came through a door on the side of the room. "Katrina, he is the least of you worries." A women had walked through and was now pointing a loaded gun at me.

I woke up in a cold sweat, kicking and screaming. Nurses and orderlies were all around me. I sat up and heaved in gulps of air. I tucked my tangled hair behind my ears and looked around the room at all of the faces.

I don't know why but I felt the need to find someone and after scanning thoroughly, I found who I was looking for.

The woman who had the gun to my head in my dream.