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Psychological Affairs: Chapter Forty-Eight: Pushed To The Limit -
I took—no, I stole—one of Chris’ removable razor blades from the bathroom and sat there. I’m cold, half-naked, and disgusted/shamed/angry/scared. I betrayed him in a low way and he didn’t deserve it.
The silent noise of sharp steel going through my skin perfectly filled the room; not even…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Forty-Seven: Receptions, Deceptions -
I stood outside of Peters-Michaels, taking in its aura. A place I never thought I’d go back to again. It’s not like I wanted to go, but I’m bored after crying all day. Plus, it’s a reception—I’m going to need this.
I took a breath in the cold air and walked into the building. I saw the huge…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Forty-Six: Thanks(givings) -
Thanksgiving day. My first ever Thanksgiving with Chris and the first I’ve ever taken time to celebrate. I made sure everything was special. I cooked, baked, and bought for Chris’ family and friends. Judging by the smiles and the occasional compliments, so far, I’m doing well. Ms. Joyce and…
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Thank you. I’m glad people are still discovering it. It’s my first fan fic ever.
Since I have 164 followers left, I wanna ask y’all a question: What do you want me to do with this story? For many nights, I’ve laid in bed, wondering what I was going to do. Back in April, I thought that I would just keep it finished, but now I realize that many of the characters have unresolved issues. Killing the main characters did nothing to resolve them. I don’t know. I honestly need some help. If I don’t get any feedback, I’ll leave it as it is. Help me figure it out please?
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Psychological Affairs: Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Love You -
I sat back on the bed in slience. Cold. Eery. Silence. Everything seemed so calculated. My body became oblivious to my emotions. I’ve tried to make it stop—make it all go away, but I feel nothing. The vibrations from the outside footsteps made me aware that someone was here. I stood up and…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Thirty-Seven: Racially Offensive -
I looked up at him. His face was soft and full of confusion. I look quickly down and wiped some more tears from my face.
“What happened? How come you aren’t at work? Were you crying?” He asked as one hundred questions seemed to slide out of his mouth in a minute.
I shook my head and kept my…
Psychological Affairs is updated since yesterday. Just saying, you know. If you care.
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Thirty-Four: May 2nd, 1991 -
May 2nd, 1991
Another sleepless night in the Johanson household. Parents Vanessa and Joseph were fast asleep in their bed. Joseph worked another long shift at the hospital and Vanessa dove in head first on her cases—even if she was supposed to be on maternity leave. Infiltrating the once…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Thirty-Two: Medication -
Thursday, January 31st, 2008
Lithium, Divalproex, Carbamazepine. Valium, Ativan, Xanax. Haldol, Zyprexa, Clozaril.
I am high; the brink of my insanity. Entrapped into a monochromatic, silent white cage with the windows locked so that I won’t take the easy way out and runaway. I…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Thirty-One: Lip-Biting -
Saturday, May 30th, 2009
“What are you staring at?” I asked, looking up.
He cleared his throat before talking.
“You look beautiful tonight.”
“Thanks.” I said.
I looked at his features, something I haven’t done at all. He really was handsome. He had those movie star looks; brown…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Twenty-Eight: Psychiatric Care? -
I coughed; my mouth almost tasting my own blood
More and more of my blood surrounded my face as I laid in it. My mouth hurt and my gums were screaming.
“I’m sorry,” “I love you,” “I’ll change,” and “Please forgive me,” were all interchangeable for every blow to the face, heart, and…
Psychological Affairs: Chapter Nineteen: Dinner Date -
I flipped through one of my diary entries.
“I think I’m falling in love with Chris. I think about him everyday. He makes me feel something different. Something I’ve never felt before. I want to be around him all the time. I want to sleep next to him at night without him having to go home. I’m…