‘I thought you’d never ask.’ The voice huffed, ‘You can call me Thalia.’

‘The voice in my head has a name.’ I nodded. ‘This is great.’

‘Look at it this way, we’re improving.’ The voice sounded happy.

‘Improving?’ I scoffed, ‘More like descending into madness.’

‘Hey, I’ll be along for the ride.’ The person in my head grinned, ‘It’ll be fun.’

‘Y’know, I didn’t expect the voice inside my head to be so d**n optimistic.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Get used to it, Aurora.’ The voice chided me, ‘I’m here for the long run.’

‘Great.’ I sounded unenthusiastic.

Garrett looked over at me from the corner of his eye, concern evident in his gaze.

“Feeling alright, Aurora?” He questioned, more concern flooding through his tone.

“Yup.” I popped the ‘p’ on my lips, “Just talking to the voices in my head.”

I wasn’t sure what made me say that, but I didn’t really care. This week has been one for the books. I was nearly one hundred percent positive I had the worst week in history. Assaulted, frightened, abandoned, used. And it would only get worse from here. I’d be forced to live with Garrett, thankfully only until Friday. I could handle that, I told myself. A week of avoiding school and Garrett like the plague, should be fun.

Garrett looked taken back, but a small grin formed on his face.

“And what are the voices saying?” Garrett asked, making me raise my eyebrow.

“You’re not concerned I’m hearing voices?” I scoffed. I couldn’t begin to understand this man. He appears into my life out of nowhere and tries to take on the fatherly role, only to completely throw me off. The look in his eyes was almost humorous, not that I gave a c**p about his sense of humor.

Garrett shrugged, “We all hear voices sometimes. It’s important to pay attention to what they say.”

“The voice in my head says I don’t pay attention.” I rolled my eyes, “She thinks she knows everything and refuses to be quiet. And now I sound absolutely insane.”

“I don’t think you sound insane.” Garrett shrugged, his tone relaxed.

“Like I’d trust your judgement.” I grumbled under my breath.

The first thing I needed to do once I was settled somewhere else, was find myself a d**n Therapist. And possibly some strong m********n.

Garrett dropped me off at home, reminding me to be ready come morning time.

Packing my belongings was easy, it only took an hour of my time. All of my toiletries fit into a little bag I had, and my clothes fit nicely in my small suitcase. The rest was just little bits and ends, all fitting nicely in my book bag. I almost wished it took longer to pack, to give my mind a break from having to think about anything.

Thalia absolutely refused to be quiet, insisting she had been quiet for long enough. I refused to listen to her, scrambling to find a way to put that brick wall back up. It was nearing impossible. The brick wall was in shambles, and nothing I did even began to repair it. By the time I gave up, it was late into the night and I had a horrific migraine.

‘Now, if you listened to me your head wouldn’t hurt.’ Thalia shrugged.

fault my head hurts.’ I

not pinning this on me.’ Thalia shook her head. ‘If you’d just listen to me, you wouldn’t have

‘Your a voice in my head. How

thing you

shook my head, ‘In a

where you’re wrong.’ Thalia shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna

because I was with them.’ I frowned, ‘I’m not risking it again. I was almost raped.

won’t be so lucky.’ Thalia growled like a wild animal. ‘You didn’t have

a next time.’ I snapped, ‘I don’t want to k**l anyone, and I don’t want anything to do with

was a silent whisper as my eyelids fluttered and

my door, and I waited for Melissa to come in. As strange as it sounded, I could smell her. She smelled of faded perfume and body wash. Both were strong in my nose, but

a few minutes.” Melissa called

nowhere. Something she did or said pissed Thalia off. Goodness, I sounded crazier than ever. Melissa made the voice inside my head mad,

snapped, “The caring mother routine done and

more angry than I could ever

me, and she stepped into my bedroom with an

snapped, her words dripping with venom. “None of this would’ve happened if

benefits her.” Thalia growled lowly, and I watched as Melissa’s washed out eyes widened. My voice sounded hostile, more hostile than I could

knew I had her cornered. She couldn’t deny what I had said, because we both knew it was true. Melissa wasn’t a narcissist incapable of admitting fault, she was simply a s****y person who made even shittier decisions. I stood from the bed, Thalia in control of my movements. It was like stepping into the passenger seat of a car, the car being my body. Thalia approached Melissa, and she backed away in

I thought.” Thalia laughed, a laugh full of repressed malice. “Have fun with your husband, Melissa. The two of you deserve

the process. I knew Melissa was just an inch away from being hit by the door, she probably felt the gust of wind lash at her face. Thalia relinquished control over me, and I finally realized I had been

she was talking to herself, ‘Not yet. Now’s not the

I raised my eyebrow

issues too if you were stuck with a human girl who never spoke her mind.’ Thalia

my bags in my

like her little

I watched out the window, noting how

pick which one you want, they all come with

big is this house you have?”

baths.” Garrett responded. “Only three bedrooms are

you and your wife, another for your daughter.” I stated

smile looking strained.

and resumed my

wife and daughter, and that was all I needed

house appeared on our left, nestled comfortably into the woods but sitting off the side of one of the main roads. The

haven’t built any other houses nearby yet.” Garrett murmured, pulling the sedan into

retriever. It was even set with a white picket fence. Maybe in another life, this could’ve been my home. A life where Garrett embraced me instead of pushing me away, a life where he had raised me himself. I noticed the house was a couple minutes out of town, but not as far as the little area Tori lived in. We walked inside the massive house, and I noticed how our footsteps echoed in the foyer. Garrett set my suitcase against the wall and

us, she takes care of things

have your own

She was a little plump, her body forming a gentle hourglass shape. She was dressed nice yet

chef.” The plump woman gave Garrett a stern

of Lucy.” Garrett chuckled

forward and eyed me up and down, not

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