Kendall found herself outside a therapist home.
He was one of her friend's boyfriend, and after she informed him about Kendall's behaviour, he agreed to let her in.
"Welcome Kendall, please have a seat", he said with a soft smile, pointing towards a couch
Kendall nodded and sat down.
"My name is Blake Edwards, but you can call me Blake", he raised his hands for a shake
"Kendall, just Kendall", she refused to shake his hand
"Okay..", Blake pulled his hand back and sat in front of Kendall
"Kendall, is there anything bothering you?", he asked sincerely.
"I-"
Don't tell him Kendall, if you value your life
Kendall raised her head at the sound and looked at Blake
"Kendall?"
Don't
"I had a dream, someone killed a person, that's all"
She avoided his gaze.
Blake sighed and moved closer to Kendall, she however moved away, afraid of physical contact.
"I don't want to go to sleep..", she said, her voice wavering.
Blake slowly placed his hand on her shoulder, Kendall flinching.
"I'm not going to hurt you"
Oh But he is...
There it was again, the voice
Kendall moved her head around and stared at Blake. He was handsome, but not as handsome as that man.
I think I'm going crazy.
