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We are all messed up inside our heads.
Jewel's parents always told that, her whole world was just a twisted figment of her imagination. Is that really true? Come along on her journey as she discovers who she truly is.
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ORIAN'S POV
DAY 55
My head is aching real bad today.
My psychiatrist treated me as if I were a lab mouse, yesterday . She druged me or something and said that it was a new technique to maybe help surface my memories.
The drug may have not helped my condition but it sure did help me with my relationship with Jewel.
Yup, it's official now.
We are enemies.
"JEWEL, I'M SORRY!! I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID THAT YOU LOOKED LIKE A WALRUS!!"
I try my best to convey my apologies to the girl who is currently throwing pillows at me.
"LIAR!"
A pillow hits my leg.
"Just because you were under the influence of some medicine..."
A pillow hit me chest and I almost trip on myself.
"Doesn't mean that you can say stupid stuff!!!"
A pillow hits my face and I fall on my back.
"Player down! Player down!" I croak.
I try to sit back up but I don't have enough energy.
"Apologise again!"
I hear Jewel command me. My eyes are shut close as I just groan.
"I am sorry, I am sorry and I am sorry!"
I sigh.
Jewel extends a hand towards me and helps me up.
"Apology accepted..."
She slowly nods but stops mid sentence.
"Why did you think I looked like a walrus, by the way?" She asks.
I look down at the floor and my lips from a thin line.
"No reason, Jewel!"
I throw up my hands and about turn.
"Nah uh. Talk."
She pulls me by the shirt and I hang my head in shame.
Good luck on surviving now, Orian!
"You looked fat in your jeans....I think."
Jewel raises an eyebrow and Pixie comes straight at me.
He knocks me down again and starts licking my face.
"Good boy, Pixie! Go on! Lick ickle Owian's face! You can bite him if you want as well!" Jewel mercilessly laughs at me.
Suddenly, I hear my phone ring and I try my best to reach for it, in my pocket. Pixie isn't going to stop licking my face anytime soon.
