Snare (Delirious book 1) (5 page)

“Not in my head. He’s here often.”

Doctor Bailey frowns. “Miss Carrigan, we’ve been through this already. Sebastian has never been here.”

“Yes, he has. Don’t tell me he hasn’t. I’ve seen him.”

“Miss Carrigan …”

“No!” I stand up firmly. “He
is
real.”

“All right, Miss Carrigan. Sit down, please.”

Crossing my arms, I sit down on the stool again, gazing at the walls instead of the doctors. I refuse to look at them when they’re practically telling me I imagine things. I’m
not
imagining Sebastian.

“So, Miss Carrigan. Could you explain to us please why you ripped apart the gift you received?”

“What gift?” I snarl.

“The stuffed bunny an anonymous sender gifted you.”

My breathing stops. Air catches in my lungs. I can’t breathe.

“What did you think of the gift?”

“Nothing.”

“Surely it did something to you?”

“No.” I bite my lip.

“What did you feel when you think about it?”

“Stop. Just stop.” Tears trickle down my face. “Please stop.”

“All right. I’m sorry, Miss. We don’t want to upset you.”

“But you do. Every time. I don’t want to talk about this. I don’t want to think about this. I don’t want you to do anything with me except leave me alone.”

“I know you want that, Miss Carrigan, but you also know that’s not in your best interest. We have to make progress somewhere.”

I’m not sure I could ever recover. However, I do want to find out what happened to me. To us. To Ashley. For her sake.

“Now, let’s return to the topic from before. Your vacation. What can you remember? What happened when you returned?”

I close my eyes and picture myself as the vacation with Ashley comes to an end. Most of it is a huge blur, except for a couple of things. But each time anything comes forward, it’s blocked again. It’s like a string is constantly being pulled away from me, and I’m unable to grasp it and hold on.

“Go back to the day you came home. The day you saw your mother again.”

The moment he mentions her, the world around me goes dark. Blood splatters across the wall. Fur is spread on the floor. Her eyes are wide open. Death surrounds me.

I scream.

My eyes burst open, tears streaming down my face. I jump up from the stool, which falls to the ground with a loud bang. I walk backward, almost tumbling over the chair as I’m lost in the darkness. I can’t see.
I can’t see.
Blood covers my eyes.

I scream so loud my lungs feel like they’re about to burst.

“Miss Carrigan. Calm down.”

I hear their voices. They’re everywhere.

Miss Carrigan, welcome home.

Miss Carrigan, sit down.

Hello, Lillith, I see you’ve finally returned from vacation. How courteous of you to accept my invitation when I called you.

Fear fills me to the brink, and then I lose it. My mind is empty. Everything goes black. And then there is nothing left but despair.

Accompanying song:
“And The World Was Gone” by Snow Ghosts

Summermount Psychiatric Hospital – April 17
th
, 2013

The gardens have always been my favorite part of this institution. That’s the only place I can hear the birds chirp and the plants rustle. The sounds put my mind at ease and lull me into a dreamlike state. I’m in emotional denial, and I know it. I refuse to go down the path of recognition and acceptance. It’s not safe for me. Even the doctors realize it could mean the end of me. The end of my sanity. The end of them, even. What I heard from the nurses is that I totally flipped out back there when they asked me about my vacation and the way it ended. That I threw my stool at the glass, shattering it
.
That they had to do an emergency evacuation because I was trying to break the room down. All I remember is that I wanted to escape the dire situation I was in. All I could see were suits. Hands. Blood. Penetrating eyes haunting me. Dirty, disgusting, sweaty palms touching me. Touching
her.

And then, in the void of it all, I heard Sebastian’s voice.

Don’t listen to them.

Don’t look.

Forget. Forget it all.

I called out his name. I saw him in the shadows, behind the doctors. I screamed for him. “Sebastian!”

Within an instant, he was gone, disappearing through the door.

I haven’t been back to
that
room ever since the incident.

I’m glad. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. The only thing I’ll ever want to remember about this place is Sebastian, who was there with me when they badgered me. He helped me get through the horrible memories and back to the real world. If there’s even such a thing as real.

Why hasn’t Sebastian come to visit me at all lately?

Not that there’s any use in pondering about it. I lie down next to the pond, gazing at a mirrored image of myself. My red locks curl down over my ears and touch the edge of the water, creating ripples in its wake. For some reason, I wish I had my camera with me right now. Not having it in my possession feels like a part of me is missing. There is nothing more in this world that I love more than taking pictures, seeing the world through a different set of eyes, and capturing the things people don’t really look for. Showcasing those photos at college was the height of my existence. At least, at that time.

Now, staring at nature’s beauty is all I can do to pass the time.

I used to dream of traveling the world, shooting pictures everywhere, and selling them to magazines. Now I dream of freedom and being whisked away by love.

Lillith.

In the reflection of the surface, I see his face; his beautiful, slightly scruffy, angled face. Only for a second, because when I lift my head, there is no one to be seen.

Lillith. Come with me.

His voice is like a whisper carried by the wind, and I follow it blindly. My feet touch the pond. The coldness doesn’t faze me. I walk through until the bottom part of my dress is soaked, and then further. He calls me, he wants me, he needs me. I want to go to him and hug him. To feel his strong arms around me is the only way I can cope with this world.

“Miss Carrigan!”

Startled, I turn my head.

“What in the world are you doing?” the nurse asks me. “Get out of there right now!”

A flush appears on my cheeks. “I … I don’t know.” Of course I know, but if I tell her, they’ll only think I’ve gone more insane, and that would mean being stuck in this place for a much longer time than I can handle.

“Your clothes are completely soaked!”

“I’m sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep.”

“Asleep? In the pond?” she scoffs as she helps me get out the water.

“I sleepwalk.”

She squints. “Since when?” The skepticism in her voice is hard to ignore.

“A while.” I give her a tentative, but polite, smile. She shakes her head, but stops asking questions, which means I succeeded.

The lady helps me back into the building. The other patients stare and point at me, talking to each other. “Let’s get you under a shower. You’re shaking.”

“I’m fine, really.”

“You’ll do as I say if you value your privileges.” She walks me to the bathroom and turns on the light. She goes to turn on the shower and then opens the window to the right to prevent the room from filling with steam. For a moment, I actually think of escaping and finding Sebastian, but then I remind myself there are guards everywhere. I’ll never make it over the fence outside.

“I’ll tell the doctor you were sleepwalking,” the lady suddenly says.

I lower my head, trying not to come across distracted. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. I don’t believe you, but I’ll have to put something on the report.”

“It’s the truth.”

She rolls her eyes. “Uh-huh, whatever you say. You just go shower, Miss. I’ll see you in a bit.”

She closes the door behind me and leaves me alone. Hot fumes fill the room with delightful steam. I close my eyes, sigh, and remind myself not to forget to breathe. Sometimes I drive myself insane with all this Sebastian stuff. But I can’t help that he’s all I think about. It’s like my mind has gone to the sole person who can protect me and clings to him like it’s the only thing that matters in my life.

As I tug on my dress, a hand on my hip stops me in my tracks.

“Hello, Lillith.”

My breathing stops. His voice and hand is all I need to let go of everything.

“Sebastian …” I whisper.

His other hand wraps around my belly and pulls me toward him. I close my eyes and lean my head back, letting him hug me for the first time in a long time.

“How did you get in here?”

“Shhhh … it doesn’t matter.”

“God, I’ve missed you,” I say.

“You shouldn’t.”

“But I do. You’re all I want. All I can think about.”

“It’s not good for you. Don’t the doctors tell you not to believe in fairy tales?”

“This isn’t a story. It’s real life,” I murmur.

He leans in close to my ear. His warm breath tingles on my skin. “Exactly.” His humming, dark voice makes me moan. “And you know this isn’t good.”

“I don’t care. I like being bad.”

“Oh … you don’t know how much those words turn me on, Lillith.” He grins against my ear, and I can feel his teeth. I shiver from the feeling. His fingers curl around my hips as he softly plants his lips on my neck. Lost in ecstasy, I let him kiss me everywhere. I don’t care if it’s bad, or if it’s real or not, this is what I need.

I’ve always needed this. These months I’ve spent at the institution have made me crave human contact. Made me crave him. Every time he came to visit to check up on me and make sure I was okay, I longed for him more. At first, all we did was talk. Then the talking turned into touching. And now, this. I can’t stop. I don’t want it to. Sebastian calms me down. He’s my drug, the person I use to make myself feel better. I hope he doesn’t mind.

His mouth leaves delicious spots on my neck. But then his teeth are bared, and he sinks them into my flesh. I gasp, the flashing pain both scary and arousing.

“Does it frighten you?” he asks.

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s you. I trust you.”

He bites me in a different spot. I hiss from the pain, but love it at the same time. “You shouldn’t.”

“I know that I can, though.”

“You don’t know me.”

“I know enough. You saved me.”

“That doesn’t mean a thing. I could’ve saved you just for my own pleasure. I could’ve saved you just to get you put into this place.”

“I don’t believe it.”

He chuckles against my skin. “I love it when you’re being naïve.”

Grinning, I reply, “It’s intentional.”

“Hmmm … I’m sure,” he says and continues kissing me until his teeth touch my skin. “You like this, don’t you? You want me to bite you. You want me to give you pain so you can feel again.”

“Ooohhh …”

Suddenly, he twists me in his arms, and I’m staring straight into piercing blue eyes that cut through my soul.

“Answer me, Lillith. Do you want me to do this?” The look in his eyes has changed, his face darkened. Too serious. I’m not sure how to respond.

“Yes … I think.” I swallow as he squeezes my arm tighter.

“Not good enough. I need to know for sure that you’re in this.”

“Yes. I want you. I want this.”