She didn’t even blink. Twenty-four deaths, blood, details, and the shrink didn’t even blink.

  Maybe, Maybe she’s trained for this—trained to handle killers like me. I told her quite a lot about all my adventures…in the most brutal, bloody way possible. Gotta start slow, right? Can’t scare the toys off too early. But fuck, I think I told her more in one session than I tell others in like maybe five or six and yet, not a single flinch, not a single sign of fear and gods help me because I find that incredibly alluring.

  Makes me want to push her buttons. To see how far I can take this before she breaks…just like all the others. Honestly, She’s good for a change. Better than most shrinks who just shrink away in fear. You know what really bothers me? that stare…that damn stare and gods if it isn’t nothing like mine. She analysed every single move, every single word, ever single stare and tilt of my head as if she’s trying to see through me. And genuinely speaking, that’s what I’m doing too. My lips twitch up in a crooked grin…. It seems like this one’s going to be a hell lot of fun. Do I wanna kill her? yes of course I do. But before that want to see her break, shatter under nothing but my gaze because that’s all it took for the others

  And that’s all I want it to take for her too

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  They’ve opened my chains, but my room is still locked but I won’t try to escape today I’m feeling a bit merciful. let’s just say I’m in a nice mood because of something…or someone.

  Today’s the day, isn’t it? the day this world decided to take my light away from me and leave the broken shell of a man behind. And she took the only part of me that knew how to be human. Even today the memory haunts me…especially today. Taking the picture from under my pillow I look at it, just look at it. God knows how much time has passed, I don’t look up until I hear a knock on my door followed by a click to unlock my room and of course its no one else except the shrink. I don’t look up, why should I? she isn’t even worth a fraction of attention I give to Elara. it’s laughable in a twisted sort of way, that the person I give most attention to is already dead. “Mr. Riven, it’s time for your second session” she says coming to sit on a chair from across my bed. Swiftly I tuck the picture back under my pillow. No one deserves to see her, not after what the world did to her. No one gets to admire her gorgeous face, her eyes which were once full of joy, her smile which could literally stop wars.

  Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

  “Sir, could you tell me a bit about your previous love interest?” her eyes held a hint of curiosity which was far too real to be only professional.

  “No” I reply flatly, arms behind my head as I rest against the headboard.

  “Pardon ?”

  “I said no, I don’t want to talk about her. if you have any other questions then ask or get out of here”

  The shrink looks taken aback with my answer but still she manages to keep up that smile. For the first time in this dull conversation, I look at her .

  “Hmm ok I see…”

  What the fuck do you see huh?” I snap

  “Grief” she says writing it down calmly on her notepad. “You almost worship her even after she’s gone. That’s your grief turning into anger turning in vengeance which makes you want to destroy everything and everyone around you”. She fixes me with a calculating stare “you still don’t know who killed her do you?”

  The question has me tensing up, but I force myself to relax just so that the shrink doesn’t notice. “No” I reply as if that one word doesn’t have a wave of guilt rushing to me…threatening to consume me right here. But I won’t let it—at least not in front of her.

  The session goes on and on with Dr. Inez trying to get more information about Elara…but I won’t give it to her. Never. Whatever part of her that’s left behind belongs to me now, only me.

  “Do you still love her ?”

  The question has my fists clenching my instincts screaming at me to attack her, to take her down and then just like that…I would have had taken another life, but I don’t. Not today, the world took my Elara from me today. Who knows maybe she is someone else’s Elara too. Whatever the reason might be I won’t kill today, won’t take more lives than I already have because today…I want to spend it mourning her…Gods, Riven get a hang of yourself. I can’t…

  “And are you still breathing pretty psychiatrist, because if you keep asking obvious questions like these then I have a feeling you won’t be breathing for too long”

  I tilt my head giving her one of those grins, one that’s designed especially to scare people off.

  But the doctor doesn’t run away she mirrors my grin giving me one of her own

  Just like Elara did…