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2023-11-01 23:39:23Day, night, awake or asleep. It continues to torture her
"Emily" it calls out"say something, play with me a little""please leave me alone" tears fall down her face. she hasn't gotten a minute of peace, her mind no longer belongs to her, and now she shares it with this beast.perhaps this was the universe punishing her for her continuous cries and her unstop complaints of being lonely, now she was not alone and it doesn't seem likeshe'll never be alone again."come on Emily, I've been doing everything to make you like me. we can be really great friends if you just cooperate with me""I have no interest in being your friend, please just leave me alone""Well I'm very interested in you and I'm not leaving until I get what I want" it sounds determined and is definitely not leaving anytime soon"What the fuck do you want from me?" she tugs her hair, pulling out some hair and bruising her scalp"Emily you're talking to yourself again" Charles struts into her room not even bothering to knock, maybe he did, maybe she just didn't hear. He has the blue pills in his hand "Drink more of this""It doesn't work" she refuses the strange bills "it's only getting worst""Take the damn pills Emily" he forces the bottle into her hand"Fuck you Charles, I said no" she throws the bottle on the ground. The bottle breaks and all the contents spill on the floor.His gaze falls to the ground then back at her. He glares at her fuming with anger, the veins in his head throbbing up and down as he clenched his jaw. She isn't backing down, she glares right back at him, unwilling to give in.Those drugs are fucked up and she knows it and he knows it too but for some reason unknown to her he forces her to take them.He sighs heavily, rubbing his eyes with his fingers "you know what, I'm not doing this with you Emily. You don't wanna take them you don't have to, I'm leaving"He walks out of the room as majestically as he walked in. He pauses at the door "you know I'm only trying to do what's best for you" he gazes at her probably waiting for a reply, she turns her head in the opposite direction signaling that she has nothing else to say to him. He frowns then leaves slamming the door behind him.He seemed angryShould I have just taken the damn pillsBut they don't workOh I hate fighting with my husbandI should just drink them and apologize when he gets home"Flush them down the toilet""What?" Emily asks confused"Pick up every single one of does damn pills and flush them down the toilet" the voice continues " and if he ever brings more, flush those fuckers too""I'm not going to let you ruin my relationship with my husband" she yells in an aggressive tone"He's messing with your brain and you've been so blind to see it cause of those pills"Emily is unsure.Who would you trust? A husband that you've known and loved for many years or a mysterious voice that's been driving you crazy for weeks?"Emily listen to me, I know what I'm saying"She bends down to the floor picking the pills one by one making sure not to leave a single one out. she stares at the strange pills in her hands, wondering how she was able to ignore the irritating acidic aroma in the past.She walks to the bathroom and drops them from her hand one by one into the toilet, the water turns blue then starts to fuzzies and bubble."What are these pills?" she mumbles before flushing everything down the toilet"Great, you're finally listening to me""Oh shut up, I still don't trust you. I just trust those pills even less" she says watching the blue liquid go down the toilet and then disappear. a feeling of doubt rushed over her, is it right for her to disregard her husband's words like that?"you're his wife, not his guinea pig""but you're sure of what you said," Emily asks doubtfully "about the drugs messing with my brain""a hundred percent"Emily is worried and confused, this could all be a plot by the voice; maybe the pills made her better, maybe the voice wanted her to stop taking them so it could torture her forever."I hate it so much when you call me that""call you what?" Emily asked"the voice, I'm so much more than just a voice in your head Emily" the voice became low and smooth, its giggles echoing across the room"then what are you?" Emily asks hoping to get an actual answer this time"I thought I told you before""That wasn't an actual answer" Emily rolls her eyes annoyed"well that's the only answer you're gonna get" more giggles follow after that sentenceEmily rolls her eyes once more, giving up on anything even remotely similar to a reasonable answer from the voice"so what would like me to call you""hmmm" it pretends to think long and hard about it "millie, pronouns she/her""Okay....millie, happy now""Very"Emily is amazed by the extent of her madness, is she really communicating with the demons in her head, did she really just give it a name and pronouns? just how sick in the head is she?"relax Emily, everyone has voices in their head" Millie states in a nonchalant tone"well not everyone has full-on conversations with them," Emily remarked"well I guess that makes you special"Emily only scoffs "I highly doubt that"Millie laughs again. There's something unsettling about Millie's laugh, it sounds like a long evil chuckle and echoes across the room, bouncing off the walls right back to her eardrums, she didn't know imaginary voices could produce echos, let alone send icy chilies down your spin. she laughs so long and so often, like shes so sure of herself, like she knows something Emily doesn't.what does she know and why is she hiding it from me?Related chapters
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Last Updated : 2023-11-04Cry For Me   chapter 10
She sighs, relieved he's finally gone. If not for him she'd be dead by now, she isn't sure if she should be happy he saved her life, or angry he's the reason she wanted to end it in the first place. The hospital isn't all that terrible, white walls and sky blue bed sheets strangely put her at ease. She is completely alone, for the first time in weeks. No voices in her head, no screaming husband, nothing. Just her alone in the deafening silences she thought she hated so much, but has now grown accustom too. The nurses were here a few moments ago, asking her how she got so many bruises and why she didn't visit the hospital sooner. She just rolled her eyes at them and refused to answer any of their questions. What is going on in her home is none of their business, they should just do their job and shut up. The food here is terrible, she would throw them in the trash if given the chance, but the nurses always watch her and won't leave her alone until she's eaten every last bite. It w
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She's probably about 5'3 staring into Charles's eyes with no fear. He glares, she glares right back. Finally, he gave up. "Okay, please continue" he sighs, sitting down crossing one leg over the other "I'll just go straight to the point" she also takes her sit, observing his arrogant sitting position before rolling her eyes "We have reason to believe your wife is in need of medical attention, the type WE can't provide" "I don't understand" he says sitting up straight "what do you mean?" "I believe Mrs. Emily might be showing signs of schizophrenia" she places both elbows on the table to show the seriousness of the issue "but I think you should consult a psychologist to be absolutely sure" He just rolls his eyes, he didn't come here to hear something he already knew. " This may have been caused by drug abuse, stress, neglect, depression or it may just be genetics" she rests back on her chair "but we both know that's not the case" she eyes Charles "What are you implying" he raise
Last Updated : 2023-11-10Cry For Me   chapter 12
stomach cries out begging her to eat something. "What us wrong with you" millie says out of nowhere "you're gonna stave yourself just cause you're mad?" "I am, I am VERY MAD. I'm so mad I'm hearing voices in my head" she pulls her hair. "You know other people would've accepted me by now, but no....." she stretches the no "you just have to be so fucking slow" "I can't trust you" "I'm YOU, who the fuck else are you gonna trust if you can't trust yourself" millie argues "I just want what's best for you, what's best for us" Emily glances at her reflection in the mirror "Let me help you, cause you know you can't do it on your own. Now you get to do it with me" she places her hand on the mirror "trust me...please" For the first time ever, Millie sounded desperate, like she honestly just wants to help, like she really knew how to save her...to save them. She makes it sound like they're a team. Like she's no longer alone, but she doesn't know if she can trust her...even if she is her
Last Updated : 2023-11-10Cry For Me   Chapter 13
Charles was shocked, he still can't believe Emily, HIS Emily, would refuse something he offered her. He's frozen on his seat. He doesn't move a muscle as his food gets colder and colder. He flung the dish to the floor, staining the wall with cold sauce. "Fine, fucking die for all I care" He yells at the top of his voice "you hear me Emily, DIE!!!" He storms out the the house, shutting the door behind him. She slowly unlocks her room door, opening the door just wide enough for her head to fit through, looking from side to side, making sure it was safe to come out. "He's gone" she sighs in relief. She walks to the basement, where she spends most of her time. She used to dance, and twirl, and try to recall a past that has long been forgotten. As she stood in front of her old dusty trophy case, she sighs. Touching the glass, making her palm dirty. She slowly walks to the back of the large cabinet and pushes it. As she pushes, she remembers the promise she made to her husband- 'to
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They drove around for hours, no destination, just warm breeze and vintage songs playing on the radio. "It's getting late, maybe we should start going-""no" she cut him off "But Mr. Charles said-""Don't ruin this moment with words Eric" she said sticking her head out the window. The wind blows her hair up and down and all around, into her mouth and eyes but she didn't care. She started to think of what her life could have been if she wasn't with Charles, all the places she could have gone and things she could have done. Those things were still possible, she could jump out of this car right now and run with the wind to somewhere far-far from here, far from Charles. But she isn't who she used to be, she's no longer young and wild. She's a mad old woman and running from her problems won't solve anything. They drove round in circles for hours just to pass time. Soon it was time to return home. "Your late" Charles sat in a dark room awaiting her return."I know" She answers nonchalan
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The car stops and Eric opens the door for her. She comes done, placing one foot in front of the other. "Where are we" she observes the area"You said you wanted to buy something, so we're at the mall" he answers confused by the question. "Oh" she says moving her hair out of her face. She looks around exploring the area, from the clothing shop to the shoe shop, from sephora to forever 21. This place is amazing, you can find anything here. "Excuse me ma'm" a young girl in an apron calls out her name. "Would you be interested in a sample""A sample of what" she tilts her head a little"We have a new product that we're trying to promote..." she explains "We don't have time for this" millie says " remember why we came here " "Sorry I have to go" she walks away. Eyes follow her as she walks around the store. People wondering who she was, and why she was so elegantly dressed. But it wasn't just the dress, Emily is a beauty. Soft, pale skin that hasn't touched sun light in almost 10 y
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She sits silently in her room, she listens carefully to the screams and wails of her husband as he breaks everything in his sight. She let's out a heavy sigh, this isn't the first time his done something like this, and it definitely won't be the last. He's just as crazy and as she was. No, he was crazier. Imagine, she used to look up to him as the wiser one, the normal one, the stable one. But he's just like her. "Crazy man, Mad woman. You guys are a match made in heaven" Millie comments "We're a match alright" She replies with a chuckle "but we're definitely not made in heaven" He screams louder and breaks everything in sight. He can feel himself losing control. Losing control of him temper, his emotions, and his wife. He let's out one last scream and starts panting heavily. He looks around, observing his environment. He is surrounded by broken glass, broken picture frames, what remains of his phones and the broken ballerina trophies. He picks one up from the floor, his hands
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stomach cries out begging her to eat something. "What us wrong with you" millie says out of nowhere "you're gonna stave yourself just cause you're mad?" "I am, I am VERY MAD. I'm so mad I'm hearing voices in my head" she pulls her hair. "You know other people would've accepted me by now, but no....." she stretches the no "you just have to be so fucking slow" "I can't trust you" "I'm YOU, who the fuck else are you gonna trust if you can't trust yourself" millie argues "I just want what's best for you, what's best for us" Emily glances at her reflection in the mirror "Let me help you, cause you know you can't do it on your own. Now you get to do it with me" she places her hand on the mirror "trust me...please" For the first time ever, Millie sounded desperate, like she honestly just wants to help, like she really knew how to save her...to save them. She makes it sound like they're a team. Like she's no longer alone, but she doesn't know if she can trust her...even if she is her
