Ciarán?" a voice queried from the side of the room. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUTlBrjGXkb
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0JmCpO0pQQ
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡckHH5VSPk7
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLmcBqD7UAC
He frowns. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRBGmRalzBu
Though the painting was a truly a classically modern work of art in its contemporary genre, he still felt the colors were too subdued.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBxSZVPJGHR
Too structured. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdKiY0FxV6Z
Too pale. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVu89ppFYDl
Too enforced to be in their respective place. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI5oQmDVkgZ
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9dOG8bHHdd
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYzKyKrFMnE
Ciarán could see it now, images begin to swirl in his head.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBBEJS2FYRK
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMn0zljMkgI
Closer and closer, he manages to focus his eyes to the silhouette.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9o9syIysZm
"Mr. Byrne." The voice calls again. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTte3zhdtPT
This time, the tone laced in subdued impatience.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWicLVlDpM
And like a pin bursting through his bubble of thoughts, Ciarán snaps back to reality and to the white-clad room.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEohouISDpa
Slowly, he lowers his eyes further until they land on the stern-looking figure behind the table1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3SMkq85P5Y
His wayward gaze meets her cold calculating stare. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7VmBF2i2Dp
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVrH8HUNKCE
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoz3z0BczH7
" Ciarán, are you with me?" She asks, a slight crinkle etched on her brow.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD9WdNBoqVd
"Yes?" He hesitantly replies, his voice a bit too husky for his age.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡffDpx8fxEt
"Do you know why you're here?" 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYEhisPpipq
It was always the same question she asks to start their session. One that which Ciarán always fail to answer coherently.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHx4df8Kguu
"Uhh," he gulped, the sound almost audible in the room. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ09Ug0l5HYU
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq4BEe1lOqO
With a deep inhalation, he replies "No."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMu3ijsufn9
He watches as she scribbles something on her notepad. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXBhnsuOIkm
He glances at the clock on the right side of the desk, listening as it ticks away by the second.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxzYlonxUPW
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" Ciarán, are you aware of the events that led you here?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmfAQv8wmvK
He gives her what he hopes to be a sheepish smile. "Honestly Doc, I don't really kn-"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrgXq8pJXh6
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The clock goes on. Louder and louder like an echo.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEVfqzmBI3n
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.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS2AxBsqGOD
" Ciarán?" The doctor asks again, her pen dangling a few centimeters from her notepad. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8vxnuh3E1i
Ciarán barely hears her, as if the very waves of sound were stuck, suspended on the surface as the waves they were. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDfbLtC66OS
Ciarán rubs his temple as a new sound begins to appear. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzTFECCQpQm
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO9DxW4I4t9
He continues to rub his temple, shaking his head until it finally disappears. At least, for the meantime.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Q9ajusnvs
He clears his throat. "I'm sorry, you were saying something?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkMX1q3ibkQ
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.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxX8Nw6zPZC
"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."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWrk7DwTzGe
Right, as if he hadn't heard that spiel before. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDhmzipDm29
"Well, I don't exactly recall myself asking for help." He mutters, unable to conceal the bitterness in his voice. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCpQBkYySr1
He turns his head away, not wanting to see her reaction. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrdWvHp3TZi
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."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmeado1Tp8J
He didn't see her gaze softening but he did hear her sigh. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7HOU2dJpzq
"Unfortunately, I can't do that." 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFVyS22uhQD
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.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡms87NIVUnt
"Ciarán, what do you see?" she asks, holding up the object closer to him.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCAFIOhwxxr
"A quarter?" he responds skeptically, not sure of where the sudden shift of subject would lead to.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡccCWU487SK
"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." 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgr1ZgvKIOg
She places the coin on the table by its rim where both sides can be seen. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIKawuuRy3F
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?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkJR5cnkhWe
Ciarán merely shrugs before the doctor spins the coin. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy0f7n3CPWi
Round and round, it goes, until all the naked eye could see was a flashing blur. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEAsM5RwruA
"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."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDld87EHjjs
Eyes transfixed, he follows the instructions of her lulling voice. Breathing deeply, he exhales, letting go of the tensions that once knotted his shoulders.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCyKFZ8BX6t
"Good. I want you to keep on doing that while I ask you some questions. You're gonna answer them, won't you Ciarán?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlTg40utN74
"Yes," he breathes out.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRb0tABCEay
"Very good. Now, let's start all over again. Why do you think you're here?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKU1pClpLRk
"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."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpZCjftIvbl
"What sort of stuff?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYZBNQBOyNi
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."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuqbjGEEE34
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiWfcLHKaZa
"Hush, relax, Ciarán. Nobody thinks that you did it on purpose."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdzWO7HiDEG
"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." 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm5vnt3ikwq
He bites out the last word, remembering the cruel words the others had called him. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ71F7iJpjQ
"But are you?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgGSXMj4C2j
"No!" He breaks his gaze from the coin, facing her squarely and shrugging her hand off his shoulder. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ROYLNt8ZB
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."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMeGjvg7aMM
"I don't." 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfNTm4yM1MD
His eyes, while never leaving the coin, widen in surprise. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrrceRjc1O4
"How would you know?" He snorts incredulously. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhr8qWq8R7B
The doctor merely shrugs. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAtsY0YUmwT
"I don't know for sure. But what I can say is you're a special young man."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWl1Fe1OyYG
"Come on, doc. You can't possibly think I would believe that nonsense. You're just saying this for my sake." 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxIjA2MnNSQ
She tilts her head to the side, a confused expression on her face. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfVFa9vbZUo
"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?" 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGmovPiS122
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.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXGIpD5oKHC
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." 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNxWhXScvAz
She places her hand again on his shoulder, applying a bit of pressure this time. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxPPwR6c3Yi
"Breathe."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhisFIdcpFt
He defiantly does so. Again and again he breathes until the flow of air comes easier into his lungs.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN3E7GGT6UC
"Better," she remarks. "Now, about the girl. Can you tell me more about her?"1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpDmtj2yNoG
"What about her?" he asks, unsure at the turn of their conversation.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCo1NWlizTY
"Anything. Any thing you can think or remember about her."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe8J8GtL8BL
"I don't-" he tilts his head to the side, "I don't know what to say."1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0RGUO8Vbta
Ciaràn thinks back to the blurred form earlier, to the silhouette who had her back against the bright light. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmTnuOSfBzX
Slowly, he can see her clearly now. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8nMeqia7nE
The haze disappears, showing the fine details of her face kissed by the warm sunlight. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcuaKgPvxP0
Threading across a field towards him, floating like a nymph. Hair as dark as grey ash whipping wildly against her ethereally stunning visage. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbT5NkLXFuW
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. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI2slygWvhb
He respires as he watches as her movement in the wind causes the silk strands to lightly caress a pair of wide sensuous lips. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnzeh8K5JoG
Her eyes. Christ, her eyes! 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI52SqCyqFg
Like the misty sky from the mountains tops after a cold wintry night and speckled with light silver-grey specks, captivates his senses. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrRoe4wjs87
And when she smiles sensuously, when those beautifully curved lips meet, a merest hint of a dimple appears and he finds his jaw slacks.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ773UZakzgr
He really was insane. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1faCQemVQr
He had to be. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6WTbLncppo
No one could be that beautiful as her and still be real.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGASoOEgVrL
"It's alright, take your time. Just think and say something about her like a"-1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMx295H8cu5
"Like a story?" he inquires, the side of his mouth quirking as if amused at the idea.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDfLFH8Y7B4
"Yes. Exactly. Like a story," she nods encouragingly.1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqz1E7g6IcF
Ciaràn lets out a shaky laugh to himself. 1169Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ43VVfMoU6V
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