Ciarán?" a voice queried from the side of the room. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2lAqhKY9d5
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAXSW5UmMW8
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv13a5P45Ku
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeQSVC7an7C
He frowns. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡapDtX2Z8i1
Though the painting was a truly a classically modern work of art in its contemporary genre, he still felt the colors were too subdued.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUU9qrActQF
Too structured. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSgSGEvpkVc
Too pale. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZRSvG797I4
Too enforced to be in their respective place. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2yZxbeAKTt
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnJCoqOe33U
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2azOhqoeEP
Ciarán could see it now, images begin to swirl in his head.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡForPyGmFMM
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOzsqpN78Bg
Closer and closer, he manages to focus his eyes to the silhouette.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7shFJ0KsD5
"Mr. Byrne." The voice calls again. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8s1INBIdLA
This time, the tone laced in subdued impatience.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Uc6BLXKBv
And like a pin bursting through his bubble of thoughts, Ciarán snaps back to reality and to the white-clad room.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡStHIJBnEyr
Slowly, he lowers his eyes further until they land on the stern-looking figure behind the table1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ZqyOAF8Mf
His wayward gaze meets her cold calculating stare. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡigfSQHCvXX
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0KNdKLmmcZ
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡssHQQERydD
" Ciarán, are you with me?" She asks, a slight crinkle etched on her brow.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnZMl0LwuME
"Yes?" He hesitantly replies, his voice a bit too husky for his age.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc3VxxjAv2p
"Do you know why you're here?" 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkt1gcJ3QRE
It was always the same question she asks to start their session. One that which Ciarán always fail to answer coherently.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9680m1PW0D
"Uhh," he gulped, the sound almost audible in the room. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0JDm40HJUh
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa6Xp8Yyoau
With a deep inhalation, he replies "No."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAktJNdBwdt
He watches as she scribbles something on her notepad. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSDpPqj3DSa
He glances at the clock on the right side of the desk, listening as it ticks away by the second.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrZ2dDHoCt0
TICK! TOCK! TICK! TOCK!1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH36aAh5ZVL
" Ciarán, are you aware of the events that led you here?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZxUpVtjRAa
He gives her what he hopes to be a sheepish smile. "Honestly Doc, I don't really kn-"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm3bNxfGe3h
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The clock goes on. Louder and louder like an echo.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSawON038fF
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.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ69s0TrR0lN
" Ciarán?" The doctor asks again, her pen dangling a few centimeters from her notepad. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTDHAzw9K4t
Ciarán barely hears her, as if the very waves of sound were stuck, suspended on the surface as the waves they were. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLiBECO3Zre
Ciarán rubs his temple as a new sound begins to appear. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4RAACbQgQT
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn77diDuh5f
He continues to rub his temple, shaking his head until it finally disappears. At least, for the meantime.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Ki0JfkkaA
He clears his throat. "I'm sorry, you were saying something?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw0grBjZaWD
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.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3cY5ch7ab2
"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."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWxv9CunxXc
Right, as if he hadn't heard that spiel before. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUsfYlHCteh
"Well, I don't exactly recall myself asking for help." He mutters, unable to conceal the bitterness in his voice. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ89P0t1LDjR
He turns his head away, not wanting to see her reaction. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxnqyNkmQiL
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."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE1Q6CT7U7b
He didn't see her gaze softening but he did hear her sigh. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ00uO1MS03l
"Unfortunately, I can't do that." 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB2x746dgEZ
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.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkFWaZF1AWh
"Ciarán, what do you see?" she asks, holding up the object closer to him.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwpVUdnSUJp
"A quarter?" he responds skeptically, not sure of where the sudden shift of subject would lead to.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdkAPZ3tTI9
"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." 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxnB0o7xcfp
She places the coin on the table by its rim where both sides can be seen. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEi7PrANgBX
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?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJEpIj91KLz
Ciarán merely shrugs before the doctor spins the coin. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFb4JVMEJPG
Round and round, it goes, until all the naked eye could see was a flashing blur. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZx8jyR6wmY
"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."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDIzN5LANlB
Eyes transfixed, he follows the instructions of her lulling voice. Breathing deeply, he exhales, letting go of the tensions that once knotted his shoulders.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmXLYomTXY4
"Good. I want you to keep on doing that while I ask you some questions. You're gonna answer them, won't you Ciarán?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFOw71Emx18
"Yes," he breathes out.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡovfMMueZnN
"Very good. Now, let's start all over again. Why do you think you're here?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVCztwuYQe3
"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."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93427v6OpC
"What sort of stuff?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXmXqEhK4mm
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."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡugungVWhrC
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrVWFYZIfXh
"Hush, relax, Ciarán. Nobody thinks that you did it on purpose."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyUxc0irScf
"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." 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMrCsNmgoYI
He bites out the last word, remembering the cruel words the others had called him. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLr0gYP6etE
"But are you?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWLoQuFwMjO
"No!" He breaks his gaze from the coin, facing her squarely and shrugging her hand off his shoulder. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPzTtIV9doq
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."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxPE7td8xA9
"I don't." 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAIiecJ81Gl
His eyes, while never leaving the coin, widen in surprise. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOTzBAE8V8u
"How would you know?" He snorts incredulously. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPlk15IHsB4
The doctor merely shrugs. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwISjCtzXMw
"I don't know for sure. But what I can say is you're a special young man."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV1c2OvzHOT
"Come on, doc. You can't possibly think I would believe that nonsense. You're just saying this for my sake." 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0GW2tXax0t
She tilts her head to the side, a confused expression on her face. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVPL8iGkvUZ
"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?" 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo7i8LgDb1V
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.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIC18EMMLyW
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." 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEBOqM2nhoC
She places her hand again on his shoulder, applying a bit of pressure this time. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡogLRck2Ei6
"Breathe."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw7WazQXb1K
He defiantly does so. Again and again he breathes until the flow of air comes easier into his lungs.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc6ZbvTAM4D
"Better," she remarks. "Now, about the girl. Can you tell me more about her?"1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡufuVZqxB0j
"What about her?" he asks, unsure at the turn of their conversation.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfPo0IA3aLA
"Anything. Any thing you can think or remember about her."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzhQnElmiTI
"I don't-" he tilts his head to the side, "I don't know what to say."1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy6MzPkldZ1
Ciaràn thinks back to the blurred form earlier, to the silhouette who had her back against the bright light. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJn7emYJ1sI
Slowly, he can see her clearly now. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEIUM748Bmq
The haze disappears, showing the fine details of her face kissed by the warm sunlight. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6r9MdIFEcV
Threading across a field towards him, floating like a nymph. Hair as dark as grey ash whipping wildly against her ethereally stunning visage. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLhHktlIb23
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. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlaw0YlmTxf
He respires as he watches as her movement in the wind causes the silk strands to lightly caress a pair of wide sensuous lips. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVGlKn29q9K
Her eyes. Christ, her eyes! 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG1HY7cJK3w
Like the misty sky from the mountains tops after a cold wintry night and speckled with light silver-grey specks, captivates his senses. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJpCBXidscF
And when she smiles sensuously, when those beautifully curved lips meet, a merest hint of a dimple appears and he finds his jaw slacks.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLQG8HJUIQ7
He really was insane. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDCSJtmWmS9
He had to be. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7riPPAUIhA
No one could be that beautiful as her and still be real.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9UT9YfnSLO
"It's alright, take your time. Just think and say something about her like a"-1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5SlQHFFb9O
"Like a story?" he inquires, the side of his mouth quirking as if amused at the idea.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLrGTGWTzFJ
"Yes. Exactly. Like a story," she nods encouragingly.1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIDHI2JJeRY
Ciaràn lets out a shaky laugh to himself. 1568Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfu7JISaMoE
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