Ciarán?" a voice queried from the side of the room. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRAGKohuNJy
The person in question, a boy currently in his teenage years, stares blankly at the John McLaughlin painting hanging on the wall in front of him. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWZ17R8wLWI
It was the only splash of color that he could see in the otherwise pristine white walls or perhaps even in the whole sparsely decorated room. The settee provided for him to sit on was upholstered in soft white velvet. The smooth linoleum floors glistened like cold hard marble. The table in front of him, though made of stainless steel was topped with white-ash wood, tinted and glazed to an almost-white color, muting down any hint of warm hues from its natural state. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPdTMkDZA44
Ciarán lowers his gaze for a moment, watching how the meager rays of sun light floats into the room and hits the glass covering the painting. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAGdo8XGIJ6
He frowns. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3I2qyKZ84Z
Though the painting was a truly a classically modern work of art in its contemporary genre, he still felt the colors were too subdued.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbCQcKmjnAm
Too structured. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3kQy8BLErW
Too pale. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSUVyKqQskz
Too enforced to be in their respective place. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRgwjZSGMe9
For Ciarán, his preferences were more widely attuned with the abstract, where warm and cool colors collide while the viewers' eyes are captivated by the vibrantly wild and raw quality of the piece at hand, never truly sure of whether where it belongs or stay in one place. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPPRDkVwRqP
Even he would prefer a Noland. Though similar in style it at least had a vivid quality that would contrast well with the sterile whiteness of the room. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV46VyWAivt
Ciarán could see it now, images begin to swirl in his head.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsZTR4JcEno
Colors all around him, hazy and blurred, they appear almost like sfumato except for a form that sharpens in the middle. Its shape resembles a silhouette, obscured by the bright light at its back yet Ciarán could still make out the details. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYwICoGvdQz
Closer and closer, he manages to focus his eyes to the silhouette.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaeUFgk6H5p
"Mr. Byrne." The voice calls again. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ25eukvSIbO
This time, the tone laced in subdued impatience.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcjTs9KcUtv
And like a pin bursting through his bubble of thoughts, Ciarán snaps back to reality and to the white-clad room.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXqS80cARAR
Slowly, he lowers his eyes further until they land on the stern-looking figure behind the table1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdnVzjQx0tl
His wayward gaze meets her cold calculating stare. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf2nZicHRmj
The same stare she had gifted him the first time he met her a few weeks ago. The same stare that always made him feel like there's something more lurking from her albeit reserved appearance and charismatic smile. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4QAO22tVrq
It made him feel like she's waiting – waiting for something to happen. Only, he wasn't sure what it was. It was times like this that he always dreaded the past few weeks, having to attend sessions with her. Sitting on the same old chair and facing her as he pours out all his thoughts of delusion while she writes them down, each paragraph labeling him closer to being mentally insane. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDpPfG5FIb9
" Ciarán, are you with me?" She asks, a slight crinkle etched on her brow.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWu66RJuuHa
"Yes?" He hesitantly replies, his voice a bit too husky for his age.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpEGejEAUfo
"Do you know why you're here?" 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdfRmtDDA3
It was always the same question she asks to start their session. One that which Ciarán always fail to answer coherently.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLmycIv8mVv
"Uhh," he gulped, the sound almost audible in the room. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwAK1bmRPeK
He looks around, his eyes darting from side to side, as if the whole room was closing in. He never was good at being asked on the spot. Or being the center of attention – be it in a crowd or with just another person. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFJzoqjemlc
With a deep inhalation, he replies "No."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOkzx5tU2CG
He watches as she scribbles something on her notepad. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkvwvPE5o2o
He glances at the clock on the right side of the desk, listening as it ticks away by the second.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB90QMGs3Tk
TICK! TOCK! TICK! TOCK!1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnUGDcRkNR9
" Ciarán, are you aware of the events that led you here?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2FUcawToyN
He gives her what he hopes to be a sheepish smile. "Honestly Doc, I don't really kn-"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIwDsmM1IxC
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The clock goes on. Louder and louder like an echo.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jFVzRBCmg
Like being in the deepest depths of the sea, it drowns his ears until all that he could hear was the drumming sound of his own pulse.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSKygTuVTNE
" Ciarán?" The doctor asks again, her pen dangling a few centimeters from her notepad. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpaGBKcSsB2
Ciarán barely hears her, as if the very waves of sound were stuck, suspended on the surface as the waves they were. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxkKsqGmidQ
Ciarán rubs his temple as a new sound begins to appear. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaZB8nfHGa7
This time, it was a piercing sound, almost like a slow drumming of static before turning into a constant ringing. His childhood physician had jotted it down as a mild case of Tinnitus but he knew it wasn't the case. The ringing kept on occurring in sporadic rates throughout the years. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtOjMXMbN75
He continues to rub his temple, shaking his head until it finally disappears. At least, for the meantime.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYamlQcpcVz
He clears his throat. "I'm sorry, you were saying something?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTMDYnwdv7s
She sighs and walks around the table. She stops in front of him, leaning gracefully on the side of the table. Arms planted by her sides, she looks down and looks at him again in the eye. This time her expression lacks most of their icy reserve.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡduwMpG9wKM
"Ciarán, I know our last few sessions didn't exactly start on the right foot. I also know that you don't want to be here but please remember that I'm just trying to help you."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93ZFHUmKxB
Right, as if he hadn't heard that spiel before. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmhtaP9Gist
"Well, I don't exactly recall myself asking for help." He mutters, unable to conceal the bitterness in his voice. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHmYNgM4vZy
He turns his head away, not wanting to see her reaction. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0rcE8Lh0gP
When he did glance her briefly through his periphery, he adds, "So you might as well just write that down because that's all you're gonna get."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ38N8ne1UaU
He didn't see her gaze softening but he did hear her sigh. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2naXP7tAXL
"Unfortunately, I can't do that." 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ15sbXiaWyt
She reaches in the right pocket of her slacks and pulls out a small silvery object. When she raises it to his view, it got caught in the reflection of the light. The fleeting bounce of light was enough to catch his attention.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡISNdkeLmcO
"Ciarán, what do you see?" she asks, holding up the object closer to him.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNy0EYqKhFO
"A quarter?" he responds skeptically, not sure of where the sudden shift of subject would lead to.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ91GgRmuN5i
"Now, that's where you're wrong. This," she gestures at the coin, "is more than just a quarter. It's a memorabilia passed down through generations and it holds a certain part of a past almost like a story." 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsJEyjl9A2b
She places the coin on the table by its rim where both sides can be seen. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAf2tzH1IG3
Still not letting go of the coin, she adds, "In fact, on my grandfather's word and many of those before him, had sworn that they still see glimpses of the past and helps them remember. Now, I don't particularly believe in such phenomena that can't be logically explained and experienced in a non-vicarial manner. Shall we try to find out?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL6NiaqepvV
Ciarán merely shrugs before the doctor spins the coin. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwJwxvU2caX
Round and round, it goes, until all the naked eye could see was a flashing blur. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlth8vBbta5
"Ciarán, if you may, I need you to look at the coin. I want you to focus on it and slowly, take a deep breath and let it out."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhIOahX2b4J
Eyes transfixed, he follows the instructions of her lulling voice. Breathing deeply, he exhales, letting go of the tensions that once knotted his shoulders.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT1JBhQlI5y
"Good. I want you to keep on doing that while I ask you some questions. You're gonna answer them, won't you Ciarán?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhTBasVYJBJ
"Yes," he breathes out.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVdcebUd6DY
"Very good. Now, let's start all over again. Why do you think you're here?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt80VAtko8o
"I," he licks his lips and gulps, a slight a hesitation in his voice. "I'm here because-because... I can move stuff with my mind."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmi6ooZC9J5
"What sort of stuff?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOIfUn2Mz8k
Another gulp. The clock ticks twice before he answers. "Anything. I 'pushed' the end of a crane to crush Sam's dad. I-I swear I didn't," he breaks off, his chest shaking at the memory, "I didn't mean to... do it."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ16kNZ937W2
The doctor lays a comforting hand on his shoulder. Its warmth temperature brought a much-needed respite to calm the cold vicious nerves entangling his lungs. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1kOoFJacCO
"Hush, relax, Ciarán. Nobody thinks that you did it on purpose."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡagLIWLwtrY
"But they do." He mutters harshly, "you should've seen them. Sam... Mike... Mrs. Lopez...the other kids at school, even- even my sister. They've always looked at me like I'm some sort of a freak." 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIJA5QHgZyy
He bites out the last word, remembering the cruel words the others had called him. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Tyk81JCF1
"But are you?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3tp2tyoQvI
"No!" He breaks his gaze from the coin, facing her squarely and shrugging her hand off his shoulder. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6deZWpgsaE
He looks her straight in the eyes before turning his head back towards the coin, "At least, I don't want to be. Maybe I am a freak, I wouldn't know if I were one."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtKftxn2CGy
"I don't." 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1NtFRW87bH
His eyes, while never leaving the coin, widen in surprise. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZQmugQqEWx
"How would you know?" He snorts incredulously. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUopvr2bxeh
The doctor merely shrugs. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH1RlMe7Gmc
"I don't know for sure. But what I can say is you're a special young man."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcTM5a6zF5U
"Come on, doc. You can't possibly think I would believe that nonsense. You're just saying this for my sake." 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS5axKUjsm9
She tilts her head to the side, a confused expression on her face. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMQaETnN4Jm
"You keep insisting that gift of yours is a curse, and here I am telling you otherwise. Yet, you still won't believe. What really eats you up from the inside? What else makes you think that you're a freak, besides the telekinesis?" 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLOwi2ZmKbT
He shakes his head, his voice rough, "No, you just don't get it doc. It's not just the mind-moving-telekinesis-shit you're going on. I'm a freak!"
Out of nowhere, the painting hanging on wall dropped on the floor in a loud thud. The glasses on the wall vibrating in a moderate hum, cracks threatening to break the surface. The forgotten glass of water on the table bubbles, slowly tipping off the rim of the glass.
Ciaràn leans in, his eyes clouded with an eery gleam. The coin spins faster than ever, losing its own shape in its motion and appearing like a blur.
He grits,"I'm a freak because whenever I sleep inside my room, I always wake up in who-knows-where. The recent one was in my neighbor's house. In bed. With his daughter. I'm a freak because wherever I go, I see her while no else does– and she distracts me like hell!"
CRACK!
The glass from the windows finally breaks, the water spills upward.
He can feel it now. The power he had been keeping at bay flows through this veins in an electric rush. He clenches his fist to reel it back in. He barely succeeds.
The water stops in midair, the splashes like rain drops floating above them. It suspends on an invisible force.
He motions his head to her and asks bitterly, "So you tell me, doc, do you still deny that I'm a freak? An insane freak?"
"Yes." She simply replies.He grunts and takes a deep breath. Slowly the water falls back down to the glass. The cracks on the window recedes.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ83bmik7MiV
Ciaràn grits his teeth, his gaze unblinking and still focused on the coin. As if by looking away, he would lose grip over his sanity and temperance.
"From what you've just told me, I don't think you're special,"
Ciaràn scoffs.
"Rather, you are a very special young man who had been through so much pain and enmity and in need to relax." 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOss7r72SCC
She places her hand again on his shoulder, applying a bit of pressure this time. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡprxglUcOsn
"Breathe."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsYKbSjfrJh
He defiantly does so. Again and again he breathes until the flow of air comes easier into his lungs.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1PsnyjM2Ua
"Better," she remarks. "Now, about the girl. Can you tell me more about her?"1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKF0cxyP3kz
"What about her?" he asks, unsure at the turn of their conversation.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmF8dzgyoil
"Anything. Any thing you can think or remember about her."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEClOTIVnMD
"I don't-" he tilts his head to the side, "I don't know what to say."1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYtZyB1RnC4
Ciaràn thinks back to the blurred form earlier, to the silhouette who had her back against the bright light. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYXzhwTXHkq
Slowly, he can see her clearly now. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeD6ui87Ddy
The haze disappears, showing the fine details of her face kissed by the warm sunlight. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYvpa9TDSz0
Threading across a field towards him, floating like a nymph. Hair as dark as grey ash whipping wildly against her ethereally stunning visage. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqDSRiH0p7o
He blinks, and all of a sudden he finds himself mere inches from her. She slowly turns her back to him, silently urging him to follow her. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ2RA2lj4mW
He respires as he watches as her movement in the wind causes the silk strands to lightly caress a pair of wide sensuous lips. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3sYmBS7ScJ
Her eyes. Christ, her eyes! 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡutgyoAlOMl
Like the misty sky from the mountains tops after a cold wintry night and speckled with light silver-grey specks, captivates his senses. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJbVAIT2GT3
And when she smiles sensuously, when those beautifully curved lips meet, a merest hint of a dimple appears and he finds his jaw slacks.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTegFuS9jDL
He really was insane. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQTT7Xl4yvj
He had to be. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgjXZNoNwV2
No one could be that beautiful as her and still be real.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkqxo9CFSIH
"It's alright, take your time. Just think and say something about her like a"-1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm6L9oBaFqF
"Like a story?" he inquires, the side of his mouth quirking as if amused at the idea.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8dtQJ3EKUB
"Yes. Exactly. Like a story," she nods encouragingly.1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvImQRw21Ic
Ciaràn lets out a shaky laugh to himself. 1244Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡymz3maxU9J
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