The Session

Lucid

This chapter will be in Dozebel Arolez's POV. Also, there will be an insight into each character's mind, how they think, and what they feel. Most of my characters are alive, so there might be a twist of events as the story continues. I hope you enjoyed the previous chapters and I appreciate your efforts to read this book.
Um, things you need to know about Dozebel Arolez:
1. She talks to herself a lot, it's like a sort of inner conversation. She understands situations more that way. Which is why you might find a lot of monologue in italics from her.
2. She has multiple personality disorder, also known as dissociative identity disorder. This is why she was admitted to the Coral Mental Care Facility.
3. She is a medium.
4. You'll find out about the rest on your own 🤧

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CORAL MENTAL CARE,
PRIVATE WARD 103,  
SAME DAY, MIDNIGHT

It's been two weeks now and Lucas hasn't come to see me. I don't even know why I'm missing him, maybe because it's so boring in here.

"Maybe he'll come tomorrow?" I whispered to no one in particular, but I was aware of something in my head listening to me, and I knew he was not the quiet type.

"I thought you said you didn't want to see him." The voice replied with a smirk.

"Uugh!" I groaned, running a hand through my tangled hair.

It was getting late, so I got up from the bed to change into a comfortable nightgown. At times like this, vodka will do, but I can't take such risks; what if he decides to show up? Things won't end well.
Changing into my nightgown has always been a big stress for me. I sincerely don't fancy it, but I don't like it when she visits auspiciously and complains about my unladylike behaviour.
After wasting so much of my useless time changing, I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and jumped on the bed, looked around for the remote, and switched on the heater.
Facebook is my main boredom-free area; scrolling through several posts calms me down in a way. Moreover, I never get tired of watching episodes of Snake's premiere. After what seemed like endless and scrolling. I might as well retire to sleep.
"It's 2am now, I don't think he'll make it." Yawning slightly, I rolled to my side, and that's when they decided to start their chattering, and that sucks, that sucks...
1, 2, 3..... 10.... 15....20, 21, 24.....
"Why won't you just shut up, someone is trying to sleep in here." I groaned inwardly, frustrated at their continuous chattering.

"Really? Ooh, dozy dear." She cooed
"I can't just stop thinking about it; the experience was mind-blowing." Zoxy was twirling around in my mind, dancing to music I couldn't even hear.
I tried to probe around for Topaz. I could feel his presence, but he had been suspiciously silent since last week. After several attempts, I found him lurking in the corner of my mind, more like sulking.

Topaz is frustrating; he has a bad habit of ignoring me whenever I'm trying to reach out to him, even though he feels it. At times, I wish I could know what goes on in his head; it's so unfair with the way they can see and know all about me, even my private thoughts, and exploit them to their advantage.
I've never understood them; they act like a friend and also behave like a foe.
I guess that's why they are my demons, they're meant to know all about me.

"What do you want?" Topaz uncurled lazily from his spot moving further away from my nagging.
I rolled my eyes at him mentally, "Sorry to disturb Your Highness, but can't you control them?"
"They weren't wrapped with a remote." He shrugged dismissively but I wasn't ready to let him go.
"You'll find one on the wall beside their brain; it's a switch button!" Deliberately giving a reply that'll leave him fussing.

I'm so sleepy, but I just can't sleep; they are always whispering in my mind, probably gossiping in a language I can't even decipher. Most times, I am included in the conversations and other times, I am excluded. At least, I am used to their whining, nagging, and whispering.

"I am at peace with my demons." Yawning slightly and closed my eyes to finally get some sleep.

3:30am

I didn't know how long I slept but a faint knock on the door woke me up. Rubbing my eyes with both hands, I sat up in a dreamy state. The knock came again, a bit louder this time tap tap.
"Who could it be?" Sending a mental message to whoever was upstairs but no one replied.

'Come on Arolez, you can't be this dumb'. I sent a mental note to myself as a dark smile crept up my face as I quickly rushed to open the door and there and there he was in the dim light of the hallway.
Thanks to my demons, I can see at night.

I've been staring at him and he's looking at me quizzically.

"Oh," I muttered under my breath, moving back to let him gain access to my quaint abode. The nurse had already tidied up my room, and everything looked neat and organized, which made me feel happy in a way because I knew my room wouldn't keep this facade for long.
His long legs closed the gap between us in seconds, and his arms snaked around my petite form as he pulled me in for a warm embrace. Now I know why I like this guy, he smelled like a man, not an ordinary man, a real man.
I snuggled closer and wrapped my arms around his thick waist. His erection pressed against mine, which was responding with a tingling sensation and wetness.

"I've missed you." He moaned in my hair causing goosebumps to crawl up my skin.

"Why is he affecting me so much, he's just a bag waiting to be discarded. Gosh! I need to control my feelings towards him; my demons mustn't find out about this; news spread around here. What if she finds out? I'd be mentally tortured this time." My thoughts circled in my head like smoky air. After a while, we disentangled from each other, but I was still gathered in his arms; my head was sinking into his chest, and everything about him was comfortable.

We stood for a while in the dark until I remembered that the door was open. I moved away from him and closed the door gingerly.
Closing the door made me realize something I wasn't paying attention to. My demons, they're not here, if either of them were present, surely someone would have made some nasty comments.
A dark smile crept up my face when I turned the lock on the doorknob,

"Unfortunately, they're not here to witness this, and they wouldn't find out as long as I make sure they are sedated. This shouldn't be hard to pull off, after all; I AM THE DEMON WHISPERER." 
Being a lot of things makes it easy around here, especially the fact that I have a lot of personalities I can delve into which can also be a threat to me too if she finds out about it.
She hasn't been around for a while now; I think I'm allowed much free access since she's in the other world, or let's say expelled to the other world. Although I would have preferred if her exorcism was forever, I can tolerate the others to an extent, but not her.
She is cunning, sly, a grade-one psycho, and a murderer. There are a lot of things I can attribute to her simply because she is me, and I am she. My self, my image, My worst nightmare.

Back to reality, Lucas is still holding me; the current situation looks like we're going to stand all night; I can't allow it.

"Lucas, are we going to stand here all night?"
"No, my dear." He chuckled, "I just wanna hold you for a while."
"If that's the case, why didn't you come visit me?" Peered up at him with my puppy eyes glistening with tears.
"Darling, I couldn't help it; I had to stay away for a while; you were driving me nuts." He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me lightly on the lips. My lips parted in response deepening the kiss.
Lucas carried me to the bed, to paradise........