Psyche

''The most interesting concept known to man, ever since the beginning of this thing we call the human species we have been plagued by it. An ailment that will never go away, one that is rooted into our genetic system, our brains and simply our societal norms. More often than not it is subject to gradation, a hierarchical system awakens along with a newborn's eyes. Parents shift their priorities from each other towards their progeny. The carrier of their lineage. But I digress… People do it to one another when they get bored and wish not to take accountability. Women and men will cheat on one another until the sun will set in the east and rise in the west…''

''Is that your way of saying it will never end?''

''Yes, indeed.''

''Let's talk about your parents for a second. How did you feel when you found your mother with your teacher? What was it, uhm… Mr…''

''Dickson… Go ahead and laugh if you wish. The man was as his name intended.''

''Do you believe that everybody finds your misery to be humorous?''

''Fuck the world! Nobody ever understands.''

''Understands what, Eugene?''

''You think I can't read you? Your expression of ever so slight amusement tells me, one thing doctor. You have never felt love.''

''This is your hour, Eugene. Let us continue talking about you.''

''As you wish… Yes, I hate the bitch. She fucked me and so did he. Well, more accurately he fucked her which in turn fucked me!''

''Let it out Eugene, this is a safe space.''

''I'll tell you what I want to let out. I want to feed them both to lions.''

''Hmm. I sense a lot of rage present in you due to unresolved childhood trauma. Am I correct to assume that you still hold a grudge against your mother?''

''You already asked that once before. I told you once already. I don't care about my mother fucking Mr Dickson. Or that my father shot himself when he found out.''

''Then?''

''He should've shot her and then that bastard of a teacher who was better at breaking families than teaching calculus.''

''I see. I believe we reached the root of the problem Eugene.''

''Oh, have we? Pray tell doctor... Can I be fixed?''

''Ohoho it isn't that easy Eugene. Mental healing takes time. Time which we can scarcely afford at this very moment.''

''Are you kicking me out, doctor?''

''Quite the contrary. I want you here Eugene. There are 40 minutes remaining of this session.''

''So, then what was that about not affording time?''

''You have to look towards the future. I cannot heal you within one hour. It takes time.''

''Time, time, time! If I hear the word time once more, I will explode.''

''What is your fixation with that word Eugene, why do you hate it so much?''

''Let me catch my breath for a minute…''

''There's a water fountain outside.''

''That was her explanation for betraying me.''

''Go on.''

''Her excuse was that I was gone too long. ''You took your time.'' She told me.''

''You were gone for a while though, weren't you?''

''I was defending this cursed country. I was fighting a goddamn war!''

''A war that you went to fight because…''

''I… I wanted to getaway. Away from all the voices that threw blame at me. Away from all the sniggering and the mocking!''

''At least we're finally getting somewhere. So, no sense of patriotism. You merely desired to escape your own life.''

''You're goddamn right I did! What was there in my life to bring me joy? The only source of happiness I had left was her… But she betrayed me!''

''You see her actions as a direct insult towards your person. Is that why you did it? Huh? I'll ask you… When will you start living for yourself and not for others?''

''Living for me? I… I…''

''Yes, Eugene. Instead of living on borrowed time from others. Manipulated by their perception of you, moulding yourself to accommodate them. How about you uhm… grow some fucking balls!''

''What's wrong with your voice?''

''There's no reason to bring my vocals into this.''

''Where am I?''

''Where you've always been.''

''What?''

''Yes indeed.''

''What have I done?''

''Ahh finally. The abrupt release of perspiration upon realisation. The dilated pupils and fidgeting hands as your memories have decided to return to you. I always love this part.''

''I… I… I killed her.''

''Yes, yes. That's why I'm here.''

''Who are you?''

''Hmm, more accurate articulation of your sentence should be… We killed her.''

''What do you mean?''

''I don't understand how that sentence could possibly confuse you.''

''Who are you!?''

''Take a look in the fucking mirror!''

''No!''

''Yes.''

''No!''

''Yes.''

''Stop that!''

''Bloody make me! Hahaha…''

''There's blood on my hands! Arghhh!''

''Acting like it's your first time.''

''That was different! It was war!''

''For the record, I was against killing her.''

''Saying it's my fault?''

''Who else?''

''What am I supposed to do now?''

''Well. She is in the bathroom. Well, her body is. I must say, I always wondered what it would feel like taking a literal blood bath.''

''What do you mean?''

''You took a knife, ah that knife from over there, and you punctured abdomen, thigh, breast. Blood flowing like water from a hose. You didn't stop there though. You then grabbed her hair and pulled. Oh, how sweet the screams were, almost angelic… Anyways, you opened her throat from ear to ear. Now that's what I call blood circulation.''

''I did that?''

''By your very own self dearie.''

''Why didn't you stop me?''

''Why should the vulture help the gazelle when it's chased by a lion?''

''That's all you have to offer. Snarky and sanctimonious comments.''

''I could crack another joke if that helps.''

''Fuck!''

''No! Let's not go that far. Even I have standards.''

''I meant… What do we do?''

''We? What do you mean we? Nintendo Wii?''

''You have to help me. I gotta get rid of the body if I want to get away with this.''

''Why thank you for gracing us with your prudence, oh wise one. No, my boy. You are you and you are for all intents and purposes fucked! Hahahaha.''

''Please help me!''

''Hmm… Since you asked so politely. Are you willing to rescind control?''

''I guess I have no other choice.''

''No, you do not. That is if you wish to get away with it.''

''Fine! Do what you must!''

''Before we do this. I must ask. Do you regret it?''

''Of c…''

''No no. Think carefully before you answer!''

''I… You know what? No, I don't. Fuck the bitch, she caused me extreme pain and I got her back in return. An eye for an eye. A heart for a heart.''

''Oh right. Almost forgot that you carved out her heart. You are one fucking psycho you know what.''

''Just get it sorted!''

''My pleasure dearie.''

''Face against the wall! Bend over and cough! Your uniform is on that desk, get dressed number 541!''

''You've got to love the ambience. At least it's a toilet and not a chamber pot.''

''Shut up! You betrayed me too. You're evil!''

''I did nothing of the sort. You betrayed yourself when you allowed her to control your emotions. When you acted on impulse and feelings. And even after you killed her you did not learn for then how come I managed to play you so damn well and give ourselves in.''

''You told me you'd help me!''

''I did help you. Now you have 25 years to learn. And when you finally learn your lesson. I promise you that I will break you out myself. Until then I advise that you order some books to read. This cell can get dreary without a bit of entertainment.''

''Lights out!''

''I'll remember that.''

''I hope you do… Now, sleep well dearie, we're going to have some fun in this place together.