Agateophobia (Fear of going crazy)
The Black FearChapter 12
Agateophobia
The brightness came from the thin and long neon, arranged symmetrically in the ceiling, next to each other, forming well-defined rows
Some of them were flashing steadily, creating a detached view and repetitive, that disturbed the human eye
In fact, I opened and closed my eyes again, trying to focus on every little detail, even though it was hard to catch a glance
By repeating this, I noticed the presence of a small table with two chairs in front of it and rickety wood in the center of the street, that did nothing but increase my doubt
What is the meaning of two chairs?
And the bench?
I thought it was really strange and unusual
But what worried me most were objects thrown around the perimeter of the site
They did not seem to be dangerous tools, but only a mass of different types of barbies
From those super blondes wearing pink clothes, to those with larger head with the skin tones darker than previous
" Crazy," I thought to myself, while I raised up, being paralyzed in front of the scene.
"What's your name?"
Asked the guy in front of me, tilting his head slightly to the left
"My name is Hyllary, but who are you?"
I asked, looking at him in disbelief
"Kim Jaejoong"
He replied, observing every single part of my body, like no one had ever done before
As he did, his eyes did not look bad or overbearing, but just interested to know me better
"Could you explain the reason for all this?"
I asked, frowning
All of a sudden he stopped, remaining with his gaze fixed on an empty spot
Also I changed my expression, returning to have an alarmed and frightened one
"Do you want to play with me?"
Urged, opening eyes excessively, pointing them towards me
"Play with you? No, I'm sorry "
Concluded, giving him a push on the shoulder, trying to get rid of him
Who was he believed to be?
Where the heck was I over?!?
In a madhouse!
I considered not even for a second, as I went away, without regretting my choice
I was tired of those tricks
I wanted to leave and that's all
Nothing could stop me
Soon, however, I came in contact with his skin
His fingers crushed my wrist, stopping the blood flow
In fact, I lost the feeling of my hand, having a strong feeling of warmth
"What are you doing? LEAVE ME! "
I exclaimed, trying to free myself from his grip
I was shaking nervously, trying to eliminate the cold and filthy hand off
But nothing to do
I could not do it
Suddenly, I felt pulled to him, finding myself adjacent to his chest
Even my hair was on him, covering his neck and part of his jaw
I could not see very well, but beneath my hair, I stopped again looking in his eyes, checking their status
Why were they so cruel and ice?
Why his gaze was threatening me?
Could a person change in a moment?
That situation made me think of Mckenna:
"The only memory I have of that moment of the second, it was the rock that held tightly in her fist and her attitude to murderous psychopath." (Chapter 4)
He behaved exactly like her
It was like her
"Now come with me"
He spoke, approaching his face just inches from mine
"Crazy psychopath"
I whispered, directing my eyes to another direction
"NO!"
He shouted, trying to get my attention
I felt his hand ade my back, grabbing my jersey torn area
I swallowed, afraid of his next move
He was really scary and arrogant
Too much for my taste
In a few moments, I felt pulled down next to the chair right behind me
"Sit"
He said, staring at me from, waiting until I did
Shocked and a bit frustrated, I dragged myself to the chair, clinging to its legs
"Great
Another bruise "
I muttered, clenching his teeth
"SIT DOWN!"
Jaejoong cried again, dropping to the ground the neon clutching in the other hand
It broke into a thousand pieces, creating an distressing and disheartening atmosphere
At that point, I sat down very slowly, causing a squeaking totally annoying coming from the chair
He looked at me impassively, as if nothing had happened,
then went to sit in his place, at the front of mine
From that perspective, I could describe him much better:
A mesh sagging with a boat neck very accentuated, colored like ice
The sleeves too long, covered the whole palm of the hands, leaving out his fingers, adorned with silver rings, bizarre shapes, unique in its kind
In addition, he wore a tight dark blue jeans, accidentally ripped at the knees
He wore no shoes,
was completely barefoot
And finally, his hair of medium length, dirty blonde hue, a little messy, went to hide his small earrings blacks, made him even more perfect
The appearance of the boy was unapproachable, but his beauty was so nice to take your breath away
"Look at the objects in the table and tell me what you want to play with"
He said making me look away from his luscious mouth
I listened to him, looking at the table with care:
There were three toys, positioned so as to form a perfect triangle
One of these was a teddy bear with the severed head, which hung down
A blonde barbie with pins stuck in various places
And the top one, an old carillon full of dust, with a dancer at the center without the right arm
"They're all ugly"
I concluded, raising a little upper lip in disgust
"I choose the carillon"
He said gripping it impatiently
"What do you want from me?"
I said, before he opened his mouth
Kim began to smile
He maintained that deep and spontaneous laughter for a few minutes,
Then, he returned seriously, enchanted by the dancer
"She reminds me of you"
Is expressed, starting to touch from the bottom upwards
This was almost caressing, until he arrived at the higher, the head
A sudden movement shook the table's surface, and I saw that the dancer was decapitated
I looked up at him, noting that Kim's smile became wider, forcing, making it crooked, and full of exaggerated anxiety
At that point, i realized that his intentions were not good as I wanted them to be
Therefore, after careful consideration, I dashed out of his chair, running as fast as possible, trying to escape from his madness
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