It's been twelve years since Nancy committed suicide and I'm not the dumb little girl of before. My intelligence increased strangely ans so fast.
I grew taller and the female parts of my body changed. My hair is below my shoulders and my body is very hot now. Effects of exercise.
This beautiful body is not the only thing that has been perfected. My intelligence! My intelligence increased so much that I was able to get three PhDs in chemistry, biology and medicine in six years.
Due to depression, I had immersed myself in my studies so that I could entertain my brain. Oh, I forgot to say. I studied at Harvard. Where Nancy was supposed to go.
Having three PhDs before the age of 26 is not for everyone, but for me, it's worth nothing. Maybe if I wasn't depressed I would never have done this.
Today is my last psychotherapy session. hope my psychic won't extend the sessions,
I'm tired of talking about that incident.
"Elizabeth, how are you feeling today?" Doctor Benjamin Adler, my forty-year-old psychologist asked.
"Very good sir, I feel light today,"
Psychologists often have a false pride. They think they can analyze the character of all people. Of course, they are skilled in this work, but I am not analyzed so easily. I can pretend to be the happiest person in the world when I'm destroyed inside.
"Let's talk about that incident, are you ok with it?" Asked My doctor.
"Umm… Sure,"
Again! He wants to make me emotional and analyze me again. How simple, predictable and of course effective this work is(for ordinary people).
"Where to start? the cinema? Or my sister's suicide?" I asked.
"Let's talk about suicide. How did you feel when you saw your sister?"
How did I feel?! Umm… let me see. Fear and hatred were the most important. But I can't say the second one.
"I was very scared, I was shocked. It was the first time I saw a dead body" I said.
The doctor talked a lot about my sister to make me emotional. I also had to act emotional so that he would think he had succeeded.
"Were you sad?!" He asked.
Now I have to show more emotions to make it more natural. I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye. What a good actor I am!
"Of course I was, I am now. Nancy was my sister. But now I realized that life goes on. I have to move on with my life and stop thinking about her…,"
And now last shot:
"I'm sure if it was Nancy, she would want the same"
"You're definitely right," doctor said.
Tada! simply. People are really interesting to me. I can control them like a puppet.
"But I think we still need a few more sessions," doctor said.
What the fuck! I thought he would do this. He has had sex with his patients several times before. Because of my great charm, I assumed that he wouldn't let me go so easily.
But it's ok. I thought about it too. At first, I wanted to end everything peacefully, but it seems this dirty man isn't giving up.
"Today is my last meeting, doctor, you better accept it without discussion," I said seriously.
Everything is under my control. I am not one to be defeated by someone like Benjamin Adler.
"And if I don't?" He asked.
"Everyone understands you had sex with your patients and you will lose your job,"
The doctor was a little shocked but quickly controlled himself.
"I forgot to tell you Elizabeth, all the cameras in the room are broken. You can't prove anything," the doctor smiled.
The doctor got up from behind the table and stood in front of me. He smelled my hair and ran his hand on my thigh.
"If you want to leave early, you have to make me pleasure," the doctor said in a horny tone.
It doesn't matter a pig is illiterate or doctor. A pig is always a pig. To prove to myself that I am not wrong, I pretended to be a failure for a few minutes. Dr. Adler unashamedly put his hand under my shirt and touched my breasts.
He took my throat with his other hand and moved down slowly. took my hand inside his panties and held it. See?! This type of men are a lot.
When the doctor thought he had won the game, a voice suddenly played for him. The sound was when he had sex with one of his patients.
Benjamin Adler stammered:
"T…this…,"
"It's your voice And not just this one. I have the sound of all your sex in the last three months,"
"How?!" He asked.
"I hired a whore . She came to your office as a patient. I put an earpiece in her watch and the rest was easy. You did everything yourself. And when you finished your sex, that whore put another earpiece under the chair where you had sex. Now I have a voice from all those sexes,"
The doctor angrily went to his desk and opened its drawer. He took a big knife and looked at me.
"What if I kill you, huh?!" He said.
"The sounds are with one of my friends and if I don't call her in two hours, she will broadcast the sounds all over the internet," I stood up and said with pride, "Now, If you want to keep your job, call my family and tell them I'm fine. understand, pig?!"
My plan was: I assumed that Dr. Adler would hurt or even kill me when he saw that he could do nothing.
Also, He might torture me so I designed two types of code. Green and red. It was agreed with my friend that if I called her and said "Hello, everything is fine," the code is red, and if I didn't say "hello," the code is green.
And in both cases she should say: "Thanks God, there is no need to publish," it was an easy plan witch works.
After leaving the building, I called one of the doctor's patients and took her to the police station to complain to the doctor. I shouldn't be the center of attention.