Crazy to Think You're Here..

Chapter9

Chapter Nine

Are you sure you want to do this?" "

"Yes, I have nothing else to do, do I?" Eleanor was concerned when I told her my plan, she was trying to talk me out of it but I said no, I was going to figure out who took away Noah and no one is going to stop me

"But what if someone notices you and hands you over to the mental institution?" she asked, pouring me a cup of coffee

"No one will, I told you, I'm going to take a shower, and hopefully when I'm squeaky clean I will look a lot more different than this" I had everything planned, hopefully

"But-

"Listen, I ran away from the mental institution because I wanted to find Noah, now my job is to find out to kill-took him, and maybe I'll find closure to this mess of blood and bones"

"Maybe you should sleep first" unfortunately she didn’t know my problems with sleep, I don’t just walk and talk while sleeping, I kill.

 When she finally gave up, I went to her bathroom to take a shower, the feeling of hot water running down my back was something I dearly missed, oh how I wish for a simple life, where I take a shower and get out and take a nap,

Why why why am I stuck in this body, this brain, I started hitting myself, and pulling my hair out, and screaming. Just letting all this anger out on myself, because I didn’t have anyone else to blame, and I didn’t want to bother anyone with my problems, no one should worry about me, these bruises will remind me of how much of a failure I am. This wasn’t the shower I was hoping for.

When I finally got out, I looked at the mirror, not one time in ages has my face looked so fresh, it was like my eyes have gained back their hazelnuts, and my face gained its skin back, I can do this, I can finally rely on myself, I wore the clothes Eleanor left for me, and I finally looked sane, she brushed my hair, added some stuff to it, I looked sane.

I asked her to drive me to the police station, and I was wearing stuff that would never uncover me, I looked different than the photos, and that was great.

We got there, she dropped me off, making sure to say goodbye properly, for maybe it was the last time I would see her, now my plan was on.

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 I was happy when they didn't ask for my ID, apparently if you tell the police "I know who killed Noah Lennon" they'd let you in without questioning, the problem was, the minute I walked in the station, I saw a photo of the woman I killed on the board, I shivered everywhere, images popping into my brain, I covered my mouth with my hands, I now knew who she was.

I tried to look as normal as possible, and sat in front of the police

"What's your name?" he asked

I can't believe it was her

"J-Jeanin-ne" I barely let this name out, my sudden realization eating me whole

"So, you had a thing to tell us, about the murder of Noah Lennon, he died one year ago, what makes you talk now?"

"I was afraid, I wanted to tell you that a gang at the beach killed him, I was there"

I stuttered, he looked me like I was an idiot, which I was

"We know, we already captured them" he said

"Really! What were their names? I hope they're doing a good time at jail"

"I don’t understand how you didn’t know, it was all over the news five months ago, Jerry Birnoculars and his gang murdered Noah Lennon at the beach"

"But why would anyone do that, He was a nice guy"

"That part, we still don’t know, they haven’t confessed the reason yet"

 "Okay thanks for your time" I was shaking, my plan wasn’t on a good start, maybe I got what I wanted but I got something else that I never thought of getting

My brain was so messed up that I hadn’t realized who I killed, back then I thought it was a person, a normal one, with no relation to me, but now that my mind is half-working again, I know exactly who I killed

My sister

My brain hadn’t functioned back then, how how could I have done that, how could I have killed a person of my own blood, I always forgot about her, she hated me, she went to study in London and I couldn’t, I envied her, but that gave me no reason at all to kill her, Luna, Luna, Luna, I ate her candy, I stole her bag, My one and only, I plugged scissors inside her head, this is wrong

The minute I got out of that place of terror my eyes were pouring rain all over again, I couldn’t bear myself, I couldn’t bear this body, pounding on my head repeatedly, I wish I could have amnesia all over again

So I could forget this shameful memory.

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Here was another journey through Lauren's effed up brain, I've planned this since the beginning by the way

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