Part 37 (2/2)

She lifted her pant leg, and I saw the fresh bruises on her legs.

”When did you do that to your legs?”

”My arms would have been too obvious. Last night they put me in that dark room. It's a good thing they didn't tie me down. They left me in there all night, after what had happened with Dr. Bent. I hate the dark. I needed to stay calm, so my razor saw to it.” She pressed the razor to her lips roughly and kissed it.

”What happened yesterday?” I asked her. ”You just went crazy.”

”I didn't go crazy,” she said with serious eyes. ”I didn't do anything to that woman that she couldn't go home and drink off. It's like I said before. They want to blind us. Dr. Bent's no different. Why would they want to hide that Rocky did kill himself? Think about it.”

I could see that she was beginning to get upset again, so I didn't say anything else. I began to get up, but she grabbed my hand again. I sat back down next to her.

She smiled deviously. ”Do you want to?”

She held up her razor and gestured to my b.u.t.terfly pendant. Mr. Sharp smiled back at her through my face. I tried to push back through. I shook my head, but she wasn't buying it. I knew that she could see Mr. Sharp clearly.

Mena calmly took the b.u.t.terfly pendant out of my hand. She pressed the tip of the wing to my arm gently. My heart began to race. She pressed it hard onto my skin, and a sharp pain went through my veins.

”No,” I moaned, but Mr. Sharp wouldn't let me pull away.

She continued to press. ”Shhh,” she shushed me. ”We're almost there.”

Mena pressed the wings harder to my skin until it broke though. The pain pushed through, and a rush of adrenaline flushed out of me. She dragged the wing down and made a b.l.o.o.d.y line on my arm. The warm redness gushed out from the wound as she pressed the wing deeply into my skin and dragged it down my arm. When the blood came through, Mr. Sharp burst inside of me in relief. He sighed softly with my breath and he let a moan out of my throat.

A tear came out of my eye while the tingling sensation ran through my skin. I looked down at the blood. It was exhilarating. Breathing heavily, and with that amazing feeling that I missed, I looked at Mena wide-eyed. I was amazed at what she had just done to me.

Mr. Sharp made me take the b.u.t.terfly pendant from out of her hand.

”No one has ever done that to me before,” I told her.

I looked down at my arm again. I saw the blood and remained calm. Mr. Sharp embraced me warmly through the blood. The anger caused by Lexus seeped out from the fresh wound.

Mena was smiling. She leaned in close to me. ”That's good,” she said. You're satisfied.” She touched my hair again. This time she moved my bangs completely from my face.

I started to feel too strange. I moved slightly away from her.

”You're okay,” she said. She scooted closer once more.

”Yes,” I said. ”I'm fine.” I was a little confused.

”Kristen,” she said as she gently touched my face with the left palm of her hand. ”Have you ever...”

”Kristen?” A man's voice called out to me with a knock on the door.

I jumped up off Mena's bed, startled and still a little confused. I pulled my sleeve down and shoved the b.u.t.terfly pendant into my pocket.

”Yes? Come in!” I called out.

Mr. Anton entered the room. If Mr. Anton hadn't knocked, I wondered, what would have happened?

Mr. Anton stood halfway through the door and said, ”Kristen, come with me. I am going to take you to Dr. Pelchat's office. It is time for your session.”

The pain in my chest swelled back up.

CHAPTER 46.

When I entered Dr. Pelchat's office, he was already sitting behind his desk with his legs crossed and my chart open with his pen in hand. As soon as Mr. Anton left me and shut the door, Dr. Pelchat insisted that I take a seat. He was completely serious and used a professional tone. His demeanor worried me.

”Is there something the matter?” I asked.

Dr. Pelchat leaned back in his chair, realizing that I had caught on that there was something going on. He took off his gla.s.ses and looked at me.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, he said to me, ”The matter is your test results. They came in this morning.”

I gasped. I felt my heart jump.

”Don't be alarmed,” he a.s.sured me. ”Everything is going to be alright.”

”What did the test tell you? Was it able to tell you anything?”

My heart would not stop racing. What if the test didn't say anything? What if I was completely lost and hopeless? What if I couldn't be helped?

”Yes. The test did return results, but it was not what we were hoping.”

”No? What did it say?”

”First off, I want to ask you something.”

”What do you want to ask me?”

The delay from him stalling was bothering me. I wanted to know what was going on with me, and what the test had told him.

”How is your new roommate situation coming along?”

I thought back to earlier when I had let Mena cut me with the b.u.t.terfly wing pendant.

”It's okay,” I told him.

”I understand that you were the one to find your former roommate, Janine, in the bathroom of your old bedroom. That must have been really scary.”

I shook my head, remembering the screams and the look on Janine's face as they were trying to hold her down and keep her from hurting herself. I could almost smell the blood again.

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