Chapitre 16: Realization
It's been an hour since the voice came into my head.
I've been contemplating what it could be while laying with Diana in our new room.
Bruce made us a special room and bed to handle our activities at night.
Of course with 5 hidden cameras and 20 backup hidden cameras.
My head was between her breast while my waist was between her legs facing the ceiling.
She was massaging my scalp with her right hand while sniffing my hair.
Thankfully it seems that either my scent override Megans or her scent was washed off in the shower.
Either or, she hasn't noticed that I was with another girl.
Was that voice Cassy?
(No Roger, it wasn't. I am still trying to decipher what it is right now.)
'Thanks.'
(No problem.)
Ever since her outburst, her relationship with me has been purely professional.
Besides the times when I seem to be in trouble.
At least I know she still loves me even though she's trying to keep a distance from me.
I accelerate my thought processing thinking of anything that could be the reason for the voice in my head.
'I am pretty sure that it's a curse. That's the only thing that could explain this.'
My thoughts suddenly halt at the thought of someone I completely forgot.
'R-Raven'
Over the last month, I haven't thought of her once.
It's only a thought but she's the only person around me that has the power to curse people.
I҉ ҉a҉m҉ ҉n҉o҉t҉ ҉a҉ ҉c҉u҉r҉s҉e҉ ҉I ҉a҉m҉ ҉y҉o҉u҉r҉ ҉c҉o҉n҉s҉c҉Ie҉n҉c҉e҉!҉
'That's exactly what a curse would say!'
'I should go talk to Bruce about her.'
As I was trying to get up and leave, Diane's grip tightens and she pulls me back down.
"Dian-"
"Who did you take a shower with...?" She asks with an unreadable voice.
My face pales. Paler than my already pale skin. Sweat starts to form on my forehead as my thoughts race a hundred miles a second. My breathing starts to get ragged as the fear of what might happen washes over me.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's okay. It's okay, darling." She says softly while caressing my scalp once again.
(ROGER CALM DOWN!! YOU CAN GET THROUGH THIS! She knows you were with someone already you just have to make an excuse!)
I start to calm down thinking about some type of solution.
"Is that.... person.. talking to you... again....?" She asks slowly.
My body freezes. My mind freezes. My soul freezes.
"ʷʰᵃᵗˀ" I ask in a small shocked voice.
"Oh, did you think that I haven't noticed sweety? You should know better. I pay attention to everything about you.
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨." She says.
"ᴴ⁻ʰ⁻ʰᵘʰˀ" I ask once again in a small voice.
"Whenever something happens. Or just suddenly out of nowhere you'd space out. As if you're talking to someone. At first, I wrote it off as you having a hyperactive mind, or you being able to space out easier than a normal person... But, It's been too often and it's been happening at way too convenient of times. So. Roger. We need to talk about a lot of things. Okay? Darling? My love?" She says.
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1 minute passes.
2 minutes.
5.
10.
The silence is loud, banging against my ears in rhythm with my heart. Or was my heartbeat just so loud?
I don't know.
Quick shallow breaths escape my mouth. I'm trying to think. To think of something. Anything. But nothing's there.
I'm scared.
I haven't felt this type of fear since before I got here.
This isn't the 'fear' I felt when I saw Harley nor the 'fear' from when I got my heart ripped out.
No this is true fear.
The fear I felt when I woke up every single morning thinking of what horrible thing 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 think of next.
The fear that I felt when 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘥 watch me go to sleep with those eyes of pure madness and obsession.
The fear that I'd feel when 𝘴𝘩𝘦 would go to school with me and perfectly act as if nothing happened.
The fear when 𝘴𝘩𝘦 dragged that knife against my throat.
The fear 𝘴𝘩𝘦 fed on.
The fear 𝘴𝘩𝘦 loved.
It's all coming back.
I was so happy when I came here.
I treated this as a game.
This was a game.
None of this was real.
Sure they may have had the fanatical look of love but they didn't do anything.
They weren't truly obsessed.
But I forgot...
They're living beings.
This sudden bout of love wouldn't just make them like her.
They weren't truly yandere's yet.
They were just women madly in love.
But Diana.
...
I've been too careless.
I finally understand why.
Why I've suddenly become so stupid, why I would play with other women knowing damn well what I've been through.
'Cassy...'
(Took you long enough. Tee Hee :P)
'It was right in my face. No wonder you acted like 𝘩𝘦𝘳.'
(Bingo Bango right on the money!)
'Ugh, I always hated that line.'
(I know.)
(Weird that you made your name America's ass. Though flipping it makes it sound way better in my opinion.)
(So... Did you like my acting??? Huh??? Don't ignore me!!!! HEY!!!)
As my thoughts become clearer, my breathing becomes normal, and my heartbeat drops Diana stops rubbing my scalp.
Her legs that were trapping me from leaving relaxed knowing that I won't try to leave.
She brings her dainty fingers around my head. Her right arm going to my chest as her left arm reaches my neck.
Tracing my scar she starts to talk.
"There you go. There's my calm darling. It's cute when you panic but I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you died." She says.
'Note to self. Killing me would most likely be an absolute last resort. And she likes to see me panic.'
(You know I can keep notes if you want me to. ;) )
"You know? You always seemed... off. Like you were venting about something. But you never told me. It made me feel sad you know? That's why I started to take notice of your oddities." She says.
"I don't know who it was that was bothering you so much but I'm glad you've finally come to terms with it." She says.
'The only thing that I've come to terms with is that you're a crazy bitch.'
(HEY! That's not nice to say about someone who loves you! Is that what you thought when thinking about me!? >:( )
"You know I was waiting. Waiting for you to give me a reason." She says.
"Wanting to conquer a woman in bed is normal. Maybe even an instinct for men. So I didn't say anything. I silently tried to fuck you down a peg not going overboard." She says.
'Ah, yes because the several broken bones weren't overboard.'
(I was better than her right??? I didn't rape you did I???? DID I???)
'Yet.'
(...)
(YOU ANSWERED ME!!!!!!!!! YOU ANSWERED ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I THOUGHT YOU STARTED TO HATE ME!!!!!!!)
"But now... hahahahahahah Oh now... You've finally given me a reason to punish you." She says darkly
I hear all the hidden cameras across the room that Bruce set up suddenly break.
She gets up from under me and stands by the edge of the bed looking at my slightly trembling figure.
She leans over on the bed, arms on either side of me, and looks down at my face that looks like I'm trying and failing to suppress my fear.
Not that I'm fearless. I'm terrified. It's just that I've lived most of my life going through this and I've needed to learn how to suppress this.
She smiles.
"Oh, I am going to absolutely love this." She says.
She brings her right hand to my left arm gripping it tightly.
And pulls.
Straight off of my body from my shoulder.
"AAAAAHH-" I scream but it gets cut off by a mouth.
Diana's mouth.
'I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.'
(TEE HEE, There's my little brother!)
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Sooo.....
This wasn't supposed to happen.
I really wasn't planning for this to happen.
He wasn't supposed to have this realization for a couple more chapters.
But eh.
Who cares
Character development am I right?
Schools been a real bore.
Though I'm planning to join a literature and art club.
Obvoisly not the doki doki kind.
I'm not trying to be left hanging.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it!
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