The Ninth

The Ninth (1)

Name☆The Ninth (1)
Words Used☆3500 Words.

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Eyes snap open, Arianna was covered with cold sweat, shaking hands, heart pounding, looking around her room with suspicious and paranoid eyes, feeling that the horror may have followed her here to. She gets up cautiously, shivering and rubs her head and eyes and tries to fully make herself awake. 

She stumbles to the bathroom and looks in the mirror slowly, cautiously, as if not sure of what she'll see. How much ever she tried, she wasn't able to forget the day that snatched her life from her, snatched her brother. A day which she never wanted to remember was haunting her every single second. She couldn't help but live her worst memory everyday. 

The sun shines bright through the window, washing away the vestiges of the horror, leaving the victim relieved to return to their mundane existence. Starts brushing teeth, she was lost in thoughts of her family. 

Once she lived a life which was a beautiful dream for everyone but now it just remained nothing but an nightmare for anyone. There are many who don't wish to sleep for fear of nightmares. Sadly, there are many who don't wish to wake for the same fear.

Currently, Arianna was living in a apartment with her childhood best friend in London. If today she has someone to say as her family, then it was Camille. She was her huge support when she was all alone to fight against this big world. 

She didn't had enough strength to keep up the broken pieces of her heart and burst out into a bitter cry. Even though the incident took place couple of years back, it still pained her the same as if it just happened. Sometimes, breaking down is the bravest thing you can do.

Listening a sound coming from Arianna's room, Camille barked inside just to witness a scene she saw a thousand times before. Camille was with Arianna from the time when her family started to get shattered, she supported Arianna during her hard time, was with her during her every nightmare. She couldn't help but just watch her suffer. She felt so helpless thinking she couldn't do anything to lessen her best friend's pain. Camille comforted her and asked her to take a shower so that she could feel better.

Taking a quick bath, she started to get ready to face a new day. Getting ready in her red t-shirt and blue khaki pants, she remembered her last conversation with Camille.

Camille couldn't see her die every single day in front of her and pleaded her to visit a psychiatrist. Camille knew she had to share her pain with someone then only it can be lessen up a bit. She also knew it won't remove the pain from her heart but at least she could be a bit free. Camille was afraid where Arianna will get used to her pain and start to feel it as a part of her life. She convinced Arianna to at least visit psychiatrist once, for her sake.

Arianna started her journey to the psychiatrist's office. She didn't know what she was doing was right or not, but she knew she has to share her fear with someone to move on or else she could just remain stuck in her past. A life she couldn't live any more.

Thinking about her life, she reached the psychiatrist's office. The receptionist welcomed her with a broad smile and asked her a appointment letter. After confirming she directed her towards Ms. Juliana's cabin.

Ms. Juliana welcomed Arianna after she knocked her door.

"Good morning dear." Juliana said her with a beautiful smile.

"Good morning.." She said hesitatingly.

"Tell me your beautiful name dear." Said Juliana lovingly.