chapter 10

"well to me you sound scared to love" she said ever so calmly. I smiled.

" I gave her my heart, and I walked blindly into love, I'm not really sure I'd do that again"

" you walked? " she said laughing a little.

" I wouldn't say I fell like some people do"

" do you know why they call it falling? " she asked me smiling.

" nope, do you? " I asked her.

" one time I read somewhere that people fall... in love because, firstly they trust the person truly and they're attracted to the person, no matter the distance, it's like since they were born all what they've been doing is coming closer to each other, falling in love is like falling down from a cliff into a hole, but with your eyes closed, do you know the amount of trust it takes, the sacrifice, the strength, the hope it takes to fall from a cliff, knowing fully well that you're giving up somethings, knowing that there might be nothing to catch you, but hoping that there is something... falling in love is something we can't really control, it's something to want but then it's scary because the thoughts of being helpless when you've met your better half is something that you should be scared of, falling in love is one thing, falling down a cliff is another, but they might as well be the same thing if you ask me" I watched her lips move, I saw her hands demonstrate in the air, I heard the way she spoke, filled with wisdom like Mahatma Gandhi , she had the passion of a moving bullet.

I wanted to tell her she was smart, passionate, sweet, arousing, I wanted to tell her that and more, but I held my breath and watched her, how would I tell her all these things the way she'd know how serious I was?.

"you read all that?" I said instead

"I love to read"

"what are your favorite books?"

"uhmm my favourite books are A Separate Peace, the Gate at the Stairs, A Perfect Day for BananaFish, The Bridges of Madison County, Hannibal Lecter, The Other Boleyn Girl, Good mother's Don't, I've read each of those books more than trice." she said

I looked up at the sky it was getting to the time of the sunset because it started looking orange, I looked at my watch and the time was 5:44, I took my camera, the handy one and I asked her if we could go outside

"sure" was her answer

Danielle's POV

I sat facing Susanne, believe me when I say this, she acted more weird than the first time I saw her sitting behind that desk, this time she stood in front of the door and when I had opened after I've knocked and got no reply I went in almost bumping Into her.

I shifted in my seat a little bit uncomfortable, even the soft chair didn't seem to cheer me up.

I looked at her face, it was not wearing a smile or a frown, I tried rubbing my sweaty palms on my knees, they didn't help, I tapped my feet on the tiled ground and looked around wondering why the room was so hot. The air conditioner, it was off.

I wanted to as her to put it on but I kept my mouth shut.

"Danielle" I heard Susanne call me but I was looking at her when she did, so I wondered why she called me at first.

"I have given a thought to what you told me yesterday"

" okay"

" do they allow such clothes here?" she asked me as if she just got here, as if she's not been working here.

" uhmm yeah, I mean I checked in and they had my clothes checked"

" so you said you see a demon"

" exactly"

" you said it walked around your house"

" at night"

" and you said this demon had never attacked you"

" yes"

" you so said it's undescribable"

" my own words"

" firstly I'd like to say that, actually this demon exist" she said and I cutted her off

" yes!!" I exclaimed " finally"

"but" I heard her say

"it only exist in your mind, your mind created it because of the controversy that happens in your house, you hear noises at night but I assure you that you're the only one that hear the noises" she said pursing her lips, I didn't want to believe anything she said. I turned to the wall.

"have you ever dreamt of this demon" I heard her say

"yeah" I told her turning to face her once more, she had nice hair though, dark eyes, her lips was painted red, except that there were no additional makeup, just her natural beauty, but she wasn't all that pretty, she had dull dark eyes and wide lips.

"at your house you feel that there is something haunting you, you feel it's dangerous, you could almost smell the hate you have for people that seem to not care about you, your mum , your sister, your step dad, it sleeps under your mum's bed because your mind thinks she's the root of all the hatred and the misfortune that you have faced, so your mind created something, something dreadful, for you to base your beliefs on, at night nothing walks round your house, under your mum's bed is filled with anything but a being, you're not crazy too, it's just that your mind and your imagination is too powerful, so is your hate, put it in your mind that you're not crazy and also the drugs you took increased the quality of the hallucinations, you could swear on your life that you could explain in details but it never really occurred"

I sank into the chair, I closed my eyes, trying to process everything I heard, The demon was not real but I could...if it was real someone else would have...but I can discern what I imagine from what I can actually see.

"thank you" I told Susanne, I meant it.

"you're welcome Danielle, actually I really enjoy talking to you, you're a very good listener"

" thank you" I managed to say

" I know it's funny when someone else is telling you that what you saw with your own eyes wasn't there, if someone had told me this after I'd seen such a being I'd lay curses on them" she said laughing, I laughed, too. " I might as well lay curses on you" I said in my mind.

" I'll be going to my room" I said turning away and walking out the door.

When I reached the door, I turned to her.

"nothing is ever real" I said and left the room. I didn't know what that was about but then I wanted to tell it to her.

I walked in the hallway of my my room, the hall was quiet, people were not in their rooms they were in the other side of the building, they would either be watching TV or preparing dinner. I hear a voice coming from my room, it echoed through the hall, I stopped abruptly, and I stood still, it was Ara's voice, she was talking to someone, but I could only hear her speak, I walked quietly closer to the door, it was opened, maybe she wanted to see if anyone was standing in front of it, I didn't bother looking Inside.

"yeah I'm fine" she said casually

"they're treating me just fine". she gave a small laugh.

"I'd soon be out". I heard footsteps, her footsteps she was pacing round the room.

"yeah, I know". It wasn't right to eaves drop, I know but she was too secretive for me to let this tiny opportunity slide.

"I have this itch, yes that, the itch is just like an itch in the back but then I can't scratch it, yeah the detoxing is going great, it's helping" who the hell was she talking to.

" I'd be fine I know"

" I'd come back to you" ohh, a boyfriend, I said to myself smiling.

" me too" she said walking again and heaving a heavy sign

" I love you too" she said and then I felt that she had ended the call, I backed off a little bit and I went up the stairs, I counted to sixty and I stomped back down. it wasn't obvious that I was trying to make her take notice of my presence.

I walked straight into the room, and I went straight to my bed, I jumped on it and like I expected I bounced.

"I saw you today, at first I saw you leaving the building and I was wondering where you were going, later I just happened to be in the window when he brought his car and I saw him, he's as cute as fuck"

I sat up to face her.

"yeah he is" I said plain faced

"how long have you guys been dating" she asked me casually, she does everything casually, she asked like she was asking about the weather, the only really emotions I saw on her face was when she came to the room and saw how small it was, after that I didn't see nothing.

"I just met him"

" what do you mean you just met him"

" I met him, like this afternoon, we've not been dating, he's not my boyfriend"

" but the way you guys were standing so close to each other comfortably, he stood so close to you, I mean your noses were almost touching, and the way he led you into his car"

" that was just nothing, really"

" cool, so what's his name"

" what?"

" his name"

" you want to know his name?"

"yeah sure"

"what else do you want to know" I asked her smiling, if she was smart she would read the sacarsm in my smile.

"what do you mean" she asked me, she was smart.

" Ara, I can't tell you his name, it's no big deal but I won't tell it to you, do you know why, because you always want to know but never want to spill"

She was dumbfounded, she blinked frantically.

"the last thing I would do is trust anybody, ever again"

" you sound like you just narrated a story to me" I told her. " you said and I quote the last thing I would do is to trust anybody ever again"

" that's right" she said unsure of where I was going but curious to find out.

" it sounds right to you? " I asked her

" kinda" she answered

" you don't end a statement with ever again when you didn't tell the person who you trusted before"

" ohh, that" she said chuckling

" you're a mysterious girl, Ara" I told her, she looked at me, a small smile was playing on her face, she turned her face to the wardrobe and she layed down " I had a friend, a very good friend, I used to tell her everything, because she was such a good listener, I knew her for some years, maybe two, her name was Mitchell, she would always smile at me whenever she saw me, sometimes I would smile back at her and we did that for a few months before she came to me one day and finally spoke to me, she said "hi", and from then on we became friends, close friends, she felt like the best person there could ever be because she always encouraged me,