"What's your name?"
"my name? " to say I was surprised would be putting it gently, this lady in front of me wanted to know my name Ironic really in the face of all that has happened to me recently asking for my name was actually mundane.
"Yes your name, I want to know what it is "
"Alright" I say looking at her with a slight smile
"My name is Amy stone " I extend my hand for a shake "its really bad to meet you hope we never get to meet again" strangely she doesn't looks as though she would love to Rip my head off, pity I was actually looking forward to it,
"Amy", she says in that voice guaranteed to make any one crazy I mean come on it was literally dripping with sugar and spice and everything nice!!, bet she never had bullies in school, wonder if she has ever had a bad hair day.
"Amy.. !!!, can you hear me? "..
"What oh sorry I zoned out, you were a little bit boring ya know, " I say mockingly "teenage mind gotta keep em hoping if u want things done fast " the woman literally doesn't even blink an eye she just kept that fucking nice and serene expression on her face, fuck mama was never this good I gotta tell her to up her game. "Am listening" I said aloud , if I was gonna be bored at least am doing so with an open mind
"Amy do you know why you are here? " I couldn't help it, I laughed so hard tears came out " okay lemme get this you are seriously asking me why am here in front of you when it obvious, are u stupid or u just dense? "
I asked.. "Amy this is serious " she says still serene "okay, okay " I wind down "you wanna know why am here?, I 'll tell you, "
I closed my eyes and leaned back in the seat and looked around the room /office, it was a really nice room if you like the sissy stuff all blue and cheery and stupid stuff I would never use,
There where lots of artwork of Paris and italy on the walls she had a pale pink desk with various blue paper weight on it, to match the walls I guess?
Finally I focused in her and told her
"Well Mrs brains we both know am here"
I took a deep breath and plunged in
"Am here because well I killed my boyfriend and the lying bitch of a mother he was cheating on me with " I say and yes it was really bad of me to say so but I loved the flash of fear that leaped into her eyes before the mask fell into place again it was too late though the beast was awake already, and sadly I thought with no little amount of regret I wasn't about to put it back in the beast wanted to play and I was pleased to be its host.
Looking up at the dumb psychologist I smiled mischievously "wanna hear a story? " and of course as stupid and dumb as she was she said yes, this was going to be fun.
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