‘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.

your fault my head hurts.’

her head. ‘If you’d

would I listen to you?’ I snapped, ‘Your a voice in my head. How

‘First thing you need to do is stop avoiding

going to happen.’ I shook my head,

you’re wrong.’ Thalia shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt you again, not if you stick

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

like a wild animal. ‘You didn’t have me the first

to k**l anyone, and I don’t

lying..’ Thalia’s voice was a silent whisper as my eyelids fluttered and

on my door, and I waited for Melissa to come in.

be here in a few minutes.” Melissa

of nowhere. Something she did or said pissed Thalia off. Goodness, I sounded crazier

it?” I snapped, “The caring mother routine done and over

voice didn’t sound like my own, it sounded rougher and much more angry than I could ever manage. I felt like

washed out blue eyes narrowed at me, and she stepped into my bedroom with an air of superiority. Thalia wanted to laugh, this woman was

what you’re insinuating.” Melissa snapped, her words dripping with venom. “None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t called the f*****g

Melissa’s washed out eyes widened. My voice

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

malice. “Have fun with your husband, Melissa. The two

the process. I knew Melissa was just an inch away from being hit by the door, she probably felt

she was talking to herself,

issues?’ I raised

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

my bags

Seemed she didn’t like her little chat with Thalia. Garrett came up the porch steps, and I didn’t argue when he took

the most part. I watched out the window,

Garrett nodded, “You can pick which one you want,

is this house you have?” I frowned,

bedrooms are taken, so you

and your wife, another for your daughter.” I stated with a

Garrett nodded, his small smile looking strained. “The third is

and

and that was all I needed to know. Anything else, any form

road I hadn’t seen before. The house appeared on our left, nestled comfortably into the woods but sitting off the side of one of the main roads.

other houses nearby yet.” Garrett murmured, pulling

me away, a life where he had raised me himself. I noticed

“We have Lucy with us, she takes care of

your own personal chef?”

forming a gentle hourglass shape. She was dressed nice yet casual. An apron was thrown on and

wishes I was his personal chef.” The

Lucy.” Garrett chuckled

She stepped forward and eyed me up and down, not once making

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