She was what we would consider a Witch in modern times. Her ability to weave the psyche of someone’s mind, that was magic. It’s because of that, I spent every penny I had to make sure she followed me to Sidence, along with Sydni. It’s why I’m a broke bitch.
“I can’t say for certain what triggered it, but…” I lean over the railing, and I grind my teeth. “This fucking Vampire nearly decapitated me. Asshole!” I say through my clasped teeth.
Through the phone, I can hear writing, which is normal, “What else?”
My eyes close, reliving the moment. The lifeforce of that Shifter from a week ago still flowing through me. Even when that one named Mathas broke from my hold, I held no fear. He was weak in comparison to me, even more so than the other Vampire who was oddly compliant.
Boring.
But when he…
“I was brought back to that moment. I was no longer in an alleyway, but back in that container…” I haven’t had a nightmare, or an episode in so long, I forgot what it felt like. Granted, no one ever got the drop on me. I’ve not been cut on any of my five points since the incident, and it was the only explanation of why this was happening.
Harper hums, “What happened next?”
“I lost fucking control, doc, what do you think?! I popped his head off. A dog to Achille!” That was a problem. Not only that, but I also let the other one live.
Kairhyse, my thoughts of him teem.
“He...” I squeeze the phone, anxiety building as my skin vibrates. “He smelled like one of them. The one that...” I force my eyes open, fearing flashbacks of that moment if I blink. “If he had answered me, he wouldn’t have had to die...”
A long sigh follows my sentence, “The only expectation between us, Xeraphine, is that we are honest with each other. Try again.”
I click my tongue against the roof of my mouth, “I didn’t want to kill tonight. I wanted to hold onto as much of this lifeforce I could for as long as possible. He may not have had to die, is that better?”
A ‘mhmm’ is all I get, so I continue, “The other one lived, which is—”
“There were two?” she interrupts me, and she knows how much I hate that shit.
“Yes, both Vampires, but he doesn’t matter.”
“Why did you let him live?”
“I didn’t want to kill tonight, Harper! I just said that!”
“But now he will go to Achille.”
Thanks for stating the obvious, you blonde-headed bimbo.No fucking shit!
I stifle myself. I do like Dr. Harper, even if she grinds my gears. She and Sydni would be best friends, but I refuse to let anyone know my princess. No one from my life can ever know I have someone I’m slightly weak for.
“I would have killed him, but there were too many witnesses.” He probably already went and cried to Achille, but I didn’t give my name. That Vampire Kairhyse won’t get anything on me. Thanks to Sydni, I’m a ghost.
When Harper stops writing, she sighs. “How are you feeling now?”
My heart settles, but I feel all the blood rushing in my veins, meaning I’m one toe stub away from unleashing the Beyond on this place.
“Why am I not fixed, Harper?” I move to a sitting position, curling my legs up to my chest and huddling in the corner of the five-or-so-foot balcony. “I shouldn’t be like this after so long.”
“As I’ve said many a time, Xeraphine, there is nothing wrong with you.” This bitch is such a liar, but I won’t call her out on it. She may actually feel that way. “Trauma is not an illness, there is no magical cure for it. What happened to you, it will never go away.” I hate when she goes all mental on me. “There is no medicine in the world that could make it just disappear.”
“Yeah, but ten fucking years? Just the other day, I fed a man his own dick and wanted to orgasm because of it.”
“Oh, Gods damn Xeraphine, I didn’t—”
I don’t let her finish, “This shouldn’t happen. I want to restart our sessions.”
She grumbles, and I nearly shout, “I pay you—”