BEGINNING OF INSANITY

Chapter seventeen

Ramona's POV

We got to the house faster than I had expected. Nezzerah walked me to my room and Alastor proceeded to his office.

"Did he tell you."

"Tell me what?" I asked her confused.

"Ah of course he didn't how convenient." She said more to herself than to me.

"Ermm Ramona go take a quick shower, I'll wait for you in here we need to talk."

I hated that phrase so much.

Why??

Because every single time someone said 'we needed to talk' it never ended well at all.

I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth and made my way to the bedroom.

"Give me a minute I just need to change."

I didn't feel like wearing anything if we are being honest but I don't have an option so I just put on some pyjama shorts and a sweatshirt.

"Okay then."

"Ramona I am a therapist and starting from today or tomorrow if you need some rest I'll be having some sessions with you for at least an hour per day."

"Why the hell do I need a therapist?"

"Wait you don't know??Alastor - chlen (Translation:Alastor is a dick.)

"When my brother took you to the hospital the doctor diagnosed you with post traumatic stress disorder and along with your medication you require a therapist. However I'd much rather you think of me as a friend that you can vent to at any time."

"You are serious?"

"I don't have fucking PTSD!!!."

"Ramona I know its hard to admit but the first step to recovery is acceptance." Nezerrah said to me.

"Okay the I get that it's hard to come to terms with it but that's why I'm here to help. Please understand that I will never ambush you to tell me anything when you are ready you know where to find me."

Having said that she exited the room leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I don't believe it.

I have no idea what plan God has for me but what the actual fuck. How many times do I have to go through Hell on earth.

I lost track of time although I have absolutely no idea how eight hours had passed by so quickly. One of the maids came to escort me down for dinner but in all honesty I didn't have an appetite at all.

When I got into the dining room I could feel everyone's eyes on me. The atmosphere felt so tense and intimidating that I didn't even dare look up.

"Hey Mona you okay??'

"Yea I'm fine thanks....." I replied Nezerrah

I was starting to like her. She was the complete opposite of her brother.

I finally mustered up the confidence to look at Alastor. I have no idea why or how it happens but I'm singing my lungs out in the car with him and the next thing I'm too terrified to look him in the eye for some reason.

I slowly lifted my head up and realised why I didn't want to look at him. It wasn't in light of the fact that he terrified me. Whilst that is true to a certain extent I was more afraid because every single time that I looked at him straight in the eye something inside of me feels at peace.

I haven't been at peace with myself for a really long time so I recognise that feeling very faintly. Its like one look from him is like a million words. He doesn't look at me with pity like everyone else. Of course he doesn't say it out loud but its evident in his eyes that he somewhat understands what I'm going through.