I woke up to my phone alarm clock.
I had my usual schedule with Rebecca to ' Talk out my feelings,' since I was nine. I've been going to her and over time she has shown me that no one is worth trusting in this world, she is the reason everyone thought or still thinks I'm crazy.
But in all honesty ,she should be the one sitting on this small, and especially not comfortable couch.Her husband left her for his accountant, and may I add it was a male. Also,she was never able to have kids. Which I guess was good for her husband seeing he had turned tables.
But, I what I think is ironic about this all, is she has a diary. Yes, a diary that is basically her own mini psychiatrist. She was stupid to leave it around and opened for me to read it, I was always here before her. For someone who has only their job left, they are doing a sucky job keeping it.
I pulled my arm up to snooze, trying to silence the annoying Brat of a phone, I really needed to change that obnoxious ringtone. Then, I remembered everything that happened last night.
All the flashbacks,Harry,the confessions,and explaining.
I stuck my hand back under my bed to feel around for him, but he wasn't in arms reach.
I got on my knees, and looked under the bed for him, nothing.
I went to my closet, looking around, throwing my clothes to the floor and still no sign of him.
I ran around this apartment, looking everywhere.
But still, No sign of him.
Maybe my dreams of him are getting too real for my own reality.
I brought my hands up to my head, putting pressure on my temples.
" It was all a dream. He wasn't even real,he's a childhood memory of tragedy that just popped up again because I hit my head really hard on that brick." I said over and over in my head.
I said it so much to try and convince my own self of something I truly know happened.
I walked to the bathroom and Pulled my hair up into a ponytail, not really caring that it wasn't even a correctly done. I Brushed my teeth, walking to my drawer and pulled out some jeans to wear under this over size shirt. I took my phone and checked my messages.
'From: Sarah'
Sarah.
" Hey! I just got back into town and i was wondering if we could have Lunch today? Or whenever you can, I know you have a busy schedule. Call me when you have time, i'll be here for two months! :) "
I couldn't believe what I was reading, She protected me from whoever brought be down growing up, I probably would be a hell of a lot worse without her ever being in my life.
She left town with her family when she was 10 and I was 9. She was the only person I opened up to growing up, well that I know of. Apparently, a lot of my memorizes are lost in my head.
I saw a pair of winter boots that matched enough for me to wear with this outfit.I quickly pressed the call button that was next to her caller ID.
I waited for the ring, walking down the stairs into the kitchen.
" Hey Katie! It's nice to finally get a reply from you."
I could sense the sarcasm in her voice.
" Yea, I've just been busy with work, and my therapist, and almost getting raped on my birthday." I said so casually and sarcastic I made myself laugh at my own pathetic life. I pulled the ice coffee carton from the fridge.
" Yea I heard about that, I hope you're feeling okay.If you need a shoulder, I'm here."
I bit my lip, and nodded even though I knew she couldn't see me.I didn't want to comment cause I knew this was a touchy subject for her.
She hasn't been raped just once, but three times.
And all by different people:
Her mothers ex boyfriend, a doctor, and babysitter. I think that's a pretty weird combination. But, she is a very pretty girl that I guess no one could resist.
Not even a children's doctor.
I checked out my fridge to look for something to quickly munch on.
I had no milk, I really need to get some. I swear I got som-
"It was real.." I whispered, It wasn't a dream, it was real. He was here.
" What did you say?" She said, which some confusion in her voice.
" Nothing, nothing. I just have to go I'm late for an appointment. But we should meet for brunch, at out favorite place we always begged our parents to take us every wednesday. But I seriously have to go I'll see you then." Without letting her reply, I pressed the end button and made my way to the door, I grabbed my coat , walking out.
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" So, Kate. How are we feeling today?" she looked tired and depressed, maybe I should be the one helping her today. My brain started thinking about how she's wearing a tight skirt in the beginning of December. How was she not freezing her tits off.
" The Professional look." I said in my head.
If that's a way to look professional, i'd rather be working at a warm Mcdonalds, with long clothes." I'm Amazing." I said, like I did every appointment. But,this time it was different, I actually meant it. Because, I was Happy and I felt amazing.
Because I knew I wasn't crazy.
" But, everything that's going on, Your attempted rape, the mysterious rescuer,and your Nightmares." She said as she wrote some notes down on her notepad. I actually think she was doodling, maybe all this time that's all she ever did, doodle.
"Actually, I was upset about that when it happened. But, after it I wasn't. It wasn't even the guys fault to be completely truthful. And there must be a reason why no one knows the rescuer, he's probably not one for generosity. Also, now I know my nightmares weren't actually nightmares. All these things that happened are slowly becoming amazing."
I felt like everything was making more sense now. Well, most of it...
I watched her jaw drop, " Are you high?" Was the only thing that could come out of her mouth.
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FanfictionKate was a normal 21 year old, she was like everyone else. Just her inner demon was more real than she would ever imagine. And he wasn't afraid to pop up once in a while.