door and locked it.
“ Five minutes,” the voice whispered.
I stared at myself for at least three of them, trying to convince myself otherwise, but it didn’t work.
“It’s time you do for Krystle.”
I looked in the bathroom mirror and saw Akira looking back at me. A dizzy feeling came over me, and I couldn’t help but bend over the sink. I no longer felt the fight I once had, giving in; I walked over to the toilet and poured what was left from the medication bottle into the toilet, then flushed it. I walked back to the wall mirror in the bathroom and stood there, waiting on her to reappear.
“I knew you would understand me,” I heard Akira say.
“What should I do? I don’t know anymore.”
“Don’t worry, I’m going to help us,” she said reappearing.
“So what’s next?” I asked.
“Courtney,” Akira smiled.
Chapter Thirteen
Courtney
As of lately, things have been a bit different; Krystle to me has seemed to trail back into the way she was when she “loses” the baby. Every day I bring her breakfast before I go to work and lunch, when I can make it home on break, but ever since we’ve told her the truth, it’s been trouble.
I sat in my office as my client continued to talk. I really didn’t want him as a client, but unfortunately, I didn't turn him away. I didn’t know exactly who it was that had scheduled this appointment with me, until about forty-five minutes ago.
I glanced at my watch as he went on and on about nothing, adjusted my seating; then took a deep breath.
“So you see, I don’t always drink beer but when I do, it’s with a whole bunch of ladies around me.”
“Elijah, normally I don’t curse out my clients, but for you I’ll make an exception. You have been a thorn in my side since I met you.”
“Thank you,” he immediately responded. “Wait, is that a good thing or a bad thing, because thorns come from roses and those are pretty nice… Except for maybe funeral roses; then they would be pretty sad.”
I attempted to repeat myself, but quickly changed my mind because it was no use. I just shook my head repeatedly, speaking slow and lowly. “I don’t care when you drink a beer, Elijah.”
“Okay fine, do you at least drink wine?” he asked.
“Please remind me why you’re here,” I said, massaging the front of my head.
“Why am I here… Why am I here,” he said, with his voice slightly trailing off. “Oh yeah, because you owe me a favor for helping you with your car. Remember, with the dead girl in the back seat?”
“She wasn’t dead!” I hissed.
“She shol’ looked dead to me, but you know what that’s neither here nor there. Now look, you’re a pretty dangerous woman with killing people and whatnot, but I like a little danger with my coffee. Would you like to go out on a date with me? I know you’ve been watching me, watch you,” he said with a wink.
“Excuse me?”
“You farted?”
“Did I fart? What? Hell no! Do you have a problem, Elijah?”
“Nobody has ever asked me that before,” he said, looking as if he was about to start tearing up.
I started to feel bad for him, I knew something was really wrong, and now I’m glad that he chose me to help him work out his issues.
“Go ahead, Elijah, I’m listening,” I said softly.
“It all started when I was just a little boy. I tried to ignore it; hell, I even tried to run away, but it kept happening over and over, sometimes even in groups.”
“Let it out, it’ll make you feel better,” I said, writing on a notepad.
“Let it gooo, let it gooooo,” he started to sing. “Okay, I can’t keep the ladies off me. It’s like I’m irresistible,” he said, putting both hands over his eyes.
Before I could respond to him, my desk phone rang; I didn’t hesitate to answer. “Excuse me for a moment,” I said, forcing a smile. “Courtney speaking, how can I help you?”
“What time are you getting off today, if you don’t mind me asking?”
The voice
“ Five minutes,” the voice whispered.
I stared at myself for at least three of them, trying to convince myself otherwise, but it didn’t work.
“It’s time you do for Krystle.”
I looked in the bathroom mirror and saw Akira looking back at me. A dizzy feeling came over me, and I couldn’t help but bend over the sink. I no longer felt the fight I once had, giving in; I walked over to the toilet and poured what was left from the medication bottle into the toilet, then flushed it. I walked back to the wall mirror in the bathroom and stood there, waiting on her to reappear.
“I knew you would understand me,” I heard Akira say.
“What should I do? I don’t know anymore.”
“Don’t worry, I’m going to help us,” she said reappearing.
“So what’s next?” I asked.
“Courtney,” Akira smiled.
Chapter Thirteen
Courtney
As of lately, things have been a bit different; Krystle to me has seemed to trail back into the way she was when she “loses” the baby. Every day I bring her breakfast before I go to work and lunch, when I can make it home on break, but ever since we’ve told her the truth, it’s been trouble.
I sat in my office as my client continued to talk. I really didn’t want him as a client, but unfortunately, I didn't turn him away. I didn’t know exactly who it was that had scheduled this appointment with me, until about forty-five minutes ago.
I glanced at my watch as he went on and on about nothing, adjusted my seating; then took a deep breath.
“So you see, I don’t always drink beer but when I do, it’s with a whole bunch of ladies around me.”
“Elijah, normally I don’t curse out my clients, but for you I’ll make an exception. You have been a thorn in my side since I met you.”
“Thank you,” he immediately responded. “Wait, is that a good thing or a bad thing, because thorns come from roses and those are pretty nice… Except for maybe funeral roses; then they would be pretty sad.”
I attempted to repeat myself, but quickly changed my mind because it was no use. I just shook my head repeatedly, speaking slow and lowly. “I don’t care when you drink a beer, Elijah.”
“Okay fine, do you at least drink wine?” he asked.
“Please remind me why you’re here,” I said, massaging the front of my head.
“Why am I here… Why am I here,” he said, with his voice slightly trailing off. “Oh yeah, because you owe me a favor for helping you with your car. Remember, with the dead girl in the back seat?”
“She wasn’t dead!” I hissed.
“She shol’ looked dead to me, but you know what that’s neither here nor there. Now look, you’re a pretty dangerous woman with killing people and whatnot, but I like a little danger with my coffee. Would you like to go out on a date with me? I know you’ve been watching me, watch you,” he said with a wink.
“Excuse me?”
“You farted?”
“Did I fart? What? Hell no! Do you have a problem, Elijah?”
“Nobody has ever asked me that before,” he said, looking as if he was about to start tearing up.
I started to feel bad for him, I knew something was really wrong, and now I’m glad that he chose me to help him work out his issues.
“Go ahead, Elijah, I’m listening,” I said softly.
“It all started when I was just a little boy. I tried to ignore it; hell, I even tried to run away, but it kept happening over and over, sometimes even in groups.”
“Let it out, it’ll make you feel better,” I said, writing on a notepad.
“Let it gooo, let it gooooo,” he started to sing. “Okay, I can’t keep the ladies off me. It’s like I’m irresistible,” he said, putting both hands over his eyes.
Before I could respond to him, my desk phone rang; I didn’t hesitate to answer. “Excuse me for a moment,” I said, forcing a smile. “Courtney speaking, how can I help you?”
“What time are you getting off today, if you don’t mind me asking?”
The voice
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