Whispers In The Dark ; ahs

Chapter 9

        I have been staring at everything. A month has gone by and I haven't said a word. I feel even more depressed than I've ever felt before. I'm miserable. I feel like a zombie, my body is here but my mind is far far away.  I'd stare at anything to the windows, to the walls, to the ceiling fan. Even people. My mom tried to make me see my therapist 2 times a week instead of 1 but that didn't help. 
        I've been avoiding Tate too.  He'd try to comfort me but I just shut him out. I don't talk to anyone but Violet. She's been through shit like this. But she isn't always here. 
        My parents think they understand but they really don't. They think I was friends with the people who died too. They're clueless. They don't know that I'm the reason they're dead. I want to tell them but I can't. My mom would freak out and I can see my dad calling the police. I can't afford the death penlity. But I  need to tell someone. Who? Violet. 

        Violet paces back and forth. I keep telling her that it was an accident but she keeps saying how she knew my power was dangerous and that I need to learn to control it. But I can control it. Do I look like Elsa? 
        " You need to tell your parents" 
        " I can't! They'll freak!" 
        " No they won't" 
        " They won't believe me Violet!" 
        " Trust me." She says and I sigh 

        She leaves about an hour later and I continue to do nothing. I'd blast music once in a while or go online. But I never leave my room. Though it has been a month people are still posting " RIP Alyssa, Catie, Shannon, Anne, and Sarah," with a " The person who did this will pay." Which causes me to almost break my laptop because of how hard it was slammed. 
        "Amy." Tate says behind me  and I turn to look at him. "Something has changed in you. Towards me. You're distant, cold. I don't know what I've done, but I'll leave you alone from now on if that's what you want. Is that what you want? You know why I'd leave you alone? Because I care about your feelings more than mine. I love you." 
        A bomb goes off inside me as he speaks. I then start crying and whisper his name. He sits next to me and quickly wraps his arms around me and I cry into his shoulder. 
        "This shit just got emotional" I quietly say and he laughs slightly. I like being in his arms. He makes me feel welcomed. And he's the only one who does. 
        " I have to tell my mom." 
        " About what?" 
        " That incident, the telekinesis" 
        " They'll think you're insane, Amy." 
        " It's a shot worth taking, Tate."  
        " I guess so." 
      I quickly get out of his arms and stare at him.  He stares back at me with a hopeless look in his eyes. I then quickly look down just so I don't start crying. He quickly rewraps me in his arms and kisses my cheek. All I've done today is cry. But for some reason he stops that. He calms my crying. I think I like that. Right? 
        I slowly get up from where I was sitting and walk towards my door and open it. I walk down stairs to where my mom is sitting and sit right next to her.  I smile at her and she gives me the what-did-you-do eyes. I glance over to her and go, "What?" and she rolls her eyes and goes, " Nothing, Amy." 
         I can't tell her. Nope, I can't. I mean how could you tell your own Mom that you killed someone? Oh right, that's basically almost impossible. "I need to tell you something..." I whispers and she glances over and me, "What did you do, Amy?" She asks. 
        " Oh.. Well... Uhm..." 
        " Amy!" 
        " I think it's easier to just show you." I say as I lift my hand up and move the remote over to the other side of the room witth out actually moving it. She looks at me with these eyes and goes, " How long have you beem able to do this?" I quietly mumble " 5 months," and her eyes get suddenly bigger.
" I know what to do. Grab me my laptop." She says and I do as asked. I hand her, her laptop and ask, " What are you doing?" But I only recieve silence. I look over her shoulders only to see the following website Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, New Orleans LA.