Fragility of the mind

I slicked back my maroon coloured hair, smoothly brushing the rain from my hair and face. I dropped a small plastic carrier bag in a nearby bin and let out a little smirk...

  Chapter 1

I woke up, feeling as though I had run a marathon, my head spinning as though I had just drunk ten bottles of whiskey, my knuckles stinging for reasons I cannot recall. I heard my mum screaming my name repeatedly with a panicked voice.

"Maya", "Maya". "H-H-Hurry up and come downstairs" her voice growing into sheer panic with every breath.

I groaned loudly wanting to say in bed for longer but the sheer pain in her voice made me jolt out of my room and downstairs as not to cause her anymore distress, almost made me trip down the stairs.

"What's wrong Mum? I asked as mum was sitting on the sofa with her head down and her eyes red. Mum didn't respond instead, she just pressed play on the Sky remote.

A seventeen-year-old girl schoolgirl identified as Rachel Langdon was found dead near Scotsman Lake in the early hours of this morning after a woman walking her dog stumbled upon the body. Here's Suzanna James live at Scotsman Flash with more from this developing story.

"As you can see behind me James the lake and surrounding areas have been cordoned off by the police. The cause of death is still being determined but forensics have discovered that a head injury located at near the temple which may or may not be responsible for the outcome. Police have also discovered several heavy boulders and rocks located on the dingy as the possibility of a cover up now emerging. T-."

Mum paused the TV and got up to hug me. I coldly dismissed her as I felt myself growing nauseous with ever passing second. I felt sick, panting for breath I ran upstairs to the bathroom to cool myself down.

Once I reached the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face repeatedly. I could sense Mum leaning against the doorframe, I turned my head slightly while I felt her cold hands caress my back and shoulders. The ability to supress the tears was diminishing with every touch. One by one the tears softy and quietly trickled down as I felt my knee strength fading. I fell to the ground and let myself go.

After a while I got back up on the floor with the help of my mum.

"Sorry mum" I laughed trying to relieve some of the tension "I don't know what came over me, I shouldn't have pushed you out of the way. I guess I just needed-".

"You don't need to explain yourself. I understand. I understand how close you two were" she spoke in a calm, smooth manner the way she always did when I was upset, I felt it incredibly patronising as though I was one of her patients coming to her because I had marital problems. I don't think she understood anything, not if I told her about the blackouts. Would she be so calm then? I don't think so, I felt my blood boiling and my feet becoming agitated.

"I need to take a shower mum I'll be out in about 20 minutes".

"Okay and I've already called the school. They understood the situation and said it's fine to take the day off"

"Thanks Mum" I gave a polite smile to which she took as a signal to leave.

I took off my clothes and stepped into the shower, turning the dial just the right amount to get the perfect temperature. I closed my eyes, letting the warmth of the water spray my toxic skin as I let about the chaos of this

morning's event sink into my brain. Only yesterday I went to Rachel's house and we spoke about a wide range of different topics I felt like wrapping her mouth with duct tape to try to get her to stop talking. How can things change so fast?