I hope you all are happy with how this story is going. I guess you are if you're still reading this. Anyway, it's another chapter with another twist, I think.

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Journal of Robert Goren

By CJSpooks the Major Spaz

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Chapter 6: Secrets and Insanity

Eames still sat at her desk with the letter in hand. Goren handwrote it. She was afraid to read it. She really didn't know what to do. Goren's unexpected "homecoming" and his confession struck an odd chord within her. He was changed…and she didn't believe a word that came out of his mouth. It didn't make sense. None of it did. Was there something she was missing?

She took a few deep breaths and started to read:

Alex,

I am writing this at a different time in my life. By the time you read this, something odd has occurred. Don't tell me, I must have passed out. How do I know this? It's my entire fault. I'm…just confused, hurt, and sick. I needed to write this letter before it comes out in a bad way. A few days before I "died", I went to the doctor. He diagnosed me with a mild form of schizophrenia. I think I passed out from my medication and exhaustion. But, you have to believe me; I didn't make up the story. I really did die and was born again. I came back to be with you. Please trust me on this.

Bobby

Eames sat thinking. This was not good. This was not happening. It was all just a confused dream. It was just crazy and wrong. She needed the truth…now. Eames went to the hospital to see if Goren was awake.

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Goren sat up in his hospital bed with a jolt. Another nightmare, he thought. He couldn't stop all these misplaced feelings and visions he was having. He needed to take his medication or the demons that haunted him will take over. He shivered suddenly. The shadows must be against him…everything was something else. It wasn't real. He was becoming his worst fear. All that he tried to do to make it stop, it didn't matter now. His mind flashed so many things from his life: reading hundreds of books, getting beaten up by bullies, having his father yell at him, cases won by analyzing the many layers of people's minds, making people cry, seeing Eames laugh, seeing his mother at Carmel Ridge, looking at Van Gogh paintings, and eating dinner with old flames…

Goren felt as if his brain were exploding from overload. He shivered again…and he grabbed his head, trying to make them stop. It didn't work. They kept coming. They kept coming…Goren screamed.

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When Eames finally got to the hospital, she found out that Goren had been moved to the psychiatric ward. The nurses said that he had some kind of screaming fit, he wouldn't take his medication, and he was talking to "the evil shadows" on the wall. The doctor said that he was going to stay there for awhile until they can figure out ho to treat him because the drugs weren't working so well. Eames walked down the quiet hall. All the other patients seemed to be sleeping. She reached his room and opened the door. Goren was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down, in deep thought. The lights were turned dim. From where she was standing at the door, he looked horrible and agitated, like all the psychos in movies she had seen. It was quit disturbing seeing him like this. She shuddered as he looked up slowly. She realized that he was squinting at the light she had brought in. She whispered, "sorry", as she closed the door and stood waiting for him to acknowledge her. He just sat there, looking at her like she was his prey. She sat in the chair that was at the foot of the bed and spoke,

"Are you all right?"

He said nothing. She tried again, "Bobby?"

Goren got up slowly and walked over to her. She looked him in the eye. He kneeled before her and searched her eyes for something.

"Are you okay?" –She asked him, "What are you looking for?"

"Is it you?" –He asked plainly.

"Yes. It's me."

He nodded and hugged her suddenly. "Help me, Alex."

"What?"

"They're coming for me."

"Who?"

"The ones who took me from you before."

"You said you died before."

"Yes…but they shadows kept me away when I was given my life again."

"They kept you away from me?"

"Yes. They are going to hurt me again."

"Bobby…I…" –Eames really was speechless at what Goren was saying. He was insane. Should she play along and believe what he is saying? He really wanted her to help. She said nothing, hoping he wouldn't ask again.

"Please…help me." –He said with a little more persistence.

Eames didn't like this situation at all. It was too complicated and out of control. She felt as if she were being pulled in so many different directions at once. It was not easy on her heart. She decided to play along until she could get some guidance. "What do you want me to do?"

"They're afraid of you. They know you can beat them."

"So…I…"

Goren stood u and pulled Eames out of the chair to join him. He looked around and kissed her, passionately. Eames's mind was screaming for her to pull away quickly. But, her heart and everything else were telling her to keep kissing him. Eames felt oddly about it…her body felt as if it were melting. Her whole being soon felt at bliss with this turn of events. She felt as if they were back in her apartment that night, the night they had slept together. It was magical. After what felt like an eternity, Goren ended the kiss. He walked slowly to the bed and picked up a small notebook.

"I wrote you a poem…while I was gone." –He said as he flipped a few pages in the notebook. "I'm going to read it to you."

"Okay." Eames sat back down.

"My Light, By Bobby Goren.

My dear light shines from heaven.

She is with me always, in any form.

Her human form, I cherish the most.

She is quick to action, and to speak for justice.

The toughness of her bravado keeps everyone on their toes.

She never disappoints and strives to be better than ever.

She comforts and curses unlike no other.

She seems unreal when she is with me.

Her skill and intelligence floors me.

Her love and beauty embrace me.

She taught me to love.

She kept me sane.

She is my constant and touchstone.

She is my soul.

She is my one and only.

She kicks ass and is respected by many.

She makes evil demons cry for their mommies.

She is my light and my greatest treasure.

I love her more than anything else in the universe.

I just wanted to let her know the truth."

Eames was at a state of shock. "Oh Bobby. That was beautiful. Thank you."

"No, thank you for being there."

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To be continued…

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