Four Pages and a Letter

Dominic glanced over at the alarm clock sitting on his dresser; it was almost five in the morning. He couldn't sleep. In fact, he really hadn't been able to sleep at all since Tianna was taken from him. His eyes shifted slightly, and focused on the dark square beside the clock. He just stared at it for a moment, wondering if he should get up and read it-- it was the journal Mystic had gotten for him from Rostengburg, it was Tia's journal. Dominic stood and crossed through the dark over to the dresser. His hand lingered a breath above the journal for a long space of time before he finally relented and picked up the worn journal. He carried the book back over to his bed and once he got comfortable again he opened to the first entry. At first he couldn't make out the words and had to give his eyes a moment to adjust and then read by the light filtering in through his bedroom window.

March 13, Friday

It's my birthday today. I'm eleven. Nobody remembered. The cops came to my house today, I was told that they were taking me away. I'm at a place called Rostengburg. They men in white coats said it was my new home. As long as Adian isn't here, I guess that's okay. I made friends today, they are both older than me. Mystic is like fourteen, and Gavin is sixteen. Mystic said she's been living here for about a month, that her parents sent her here, and that she misses her boyfriend. Gavin said he was naughty, and his parents sent him here because he caught some building on fire. He said he'd been there since he was twelve.

I really like them. They are my best friends. I've never had friends before.

Dominic looked up in thought, "Eleven? I thought she said she was thirteen." He quickly did the math in his head, and was a little more than shocked, "That's six years. God, she spent six years in that place. I wonder what happened to make her forget..." Probably a lot, he said in his mind. Probably a lot. He flipped to another page in the journal that wasn't quite at the middle, but was dated on her birthday, then began to read again.

March 13, Monday

Today I'm fourteen. I hate being here, Rostengburg sucks. At least they're better than living in that house with my step-father. And plus, Gavin's here. Mystic wrote me a letter. She said her boyfriend said hi. I don't remember meeting him. But I have Gavin. He takes care of me. I got really, really sick, and I was just feeling icy, but Gavin stayed with me the whole time. The doctors brought me soup, they brought Gavin soup too, but he made me eat his. He said the doctors put something in my soup to make me more sick. The doctors aren't very nice people. They try to keep Gavin and me apart. Gavin doesn't stay away though. He crawls through the roof, and just drops down into my room. He's silly. He protects me to. When the doctors are trying to give me medicine or shots of this oozy blue goo, he beat up a doctor. That's why they locked him in his room. But it's my birthday today! So the doctors are letting Gavin play on his guitar for me. He said he'd teach me how to play, he thinks I'd be good. I think I'll marry him.

Dominic tried not to be hurt from that last sentence. She'd loved this guy. She had wanted to marry him. He felt for a moment just like second best. Dominic sighed, he knew better though, you could fall in love a dozen times before you found the right one. He had thought Letty was the right one, but now he knew that he had been wrong. Now there was Tia. He loved her and he was going to spend the rest of his life with her. He might have to beat the shit out of a few people to make sure that happened, but he would give Tianna the happy ever after he knew she deserved. He flipped through the pages again, this time raising a brow when he saw hand writing that differed greatly from Tianna's. He had actually flipped past it at first, and had to turn back when the difference struck him.

September 9th

I could kill those doctors for what they've done to her. There was nothing wrong with my Anna when she was committed, but now-- now, after all of the drug laced food they've given her the serum injections, the treatments... the shock treatments. They've caused her to split. It's like she's four completely different people. There's my Anna. The way she should be. The was she was when she came, the way she is with me. Then there was Mary. Mary is all the sadness in Anna magnified by one hundred. Mary is set on death, her death. She slit her wrists, sixteen times, eight on each arm. She lost a lot of blood. She almost died. Then there was Lilith. I almost liked Lilith. She was all of Anna's anger and aggression. One poor doctor thought he could sedate her with an injection. The amount of sedative he was going to put into Anna. was enough to put done an elephant. However, Lilith would have none of it, and when the doctor came close enough the ripped the needle from the man's hand and shoved it into his neck. That was why I kind of like Lilith, but, then Lilith didn't like anyone else, and I have the scars to prove it. Lastly, Teeny showed her self. Teeny is the child in Anna, the innocence. She was just a bundle of pure, naiveté, and trust, who knew nothing of evil and the maliciousness of people. That was who she was for nearly a half a year. She came out after a shock treatment, that really should have killed Anna. Now though, now I am truly worried about my Anna. She's been in a deep lethargic state. She reacts to nothing, does nothing, she doesn't even seem to breath, or blink. I wonder if she will wake from this or if I've finally lost my Anna.

Gavin

Dominic didn't know what to think. Tianna had been given enough drugs and treatments to give her multiple personalities. He thought of the night of their date when she'd told him of her scars. He asked who Lilith, Mary, and Teeny were and she'd said it was a long, not terribly important story. He hated the doctors for what they put her through. If he had his way he would break them all into tiny, itty-bitty, little pieces. He had grown slightly curious of what happened to Gavin. Whatever it was a small part of him was glad because that meant Tianna could be with him, but Tianna never mentioned him. or when she did she never finished what she was saying. So it had to have had a huge impact on Tia, and it had probably hurt. He turned to the very last page in journal, and after a quick glance to his clock, the sun was starting to come up, he red the short passage.

April 1, Wednesday

I am a fool-- for ever thinking I'd be able to keep him forever. He's dead. Killed himself, because I... I don't know why. I knew something was wrong the night he did it. I was screaming, and banging on the door for them to let, them out, and they finally did, but I didn't make it to him in time. He was already on his last breaths, laying in a puddle of his own blood. He told me he loved me, told me not to cry for him because he wanted to remember me without tears in my eyes. He said he'd always watch over me, and that he'd make sure everything would be all right, and that he'd always be around, even if I didn't see him. He told me he wanted to make sure I got to heaven, because my step father and these doctors were going to try and drag me down to hell with them. He said I'd always been his sanity, his Angel. I said for that to be true I'd need wings. So with the razor he had used to end his life, he drew wings into my back. His blood was still on it, so I'll always have a little bit of him in me. He's dead.

Dominic closed the book, and laid back in his bed. Well, there were the couple puzzle pieces he had been missing for the puzzle that was Tia. He understood why she never spoke of him, because it did hurt. Because she did love him. Because she lost the only protection she had known. He understood the wings now, and though he personal would have never marred the girl's flesh, it was the only option the man believe to be available. Dominic pulled the pillow over his face to block the sunlight beginning to show through his window, and forced himself to sleep.

Mystic slid the letter into the post office box and walked back to her car. She'd written a letter to Tianna's father. Telling him what had happened to his daughter and what was going on in her life over the past months. She prayed silently that he was still at that address, and if he wasn't that the letter some how found it's way to him. She didn't know his name, so she'd written on the front above the address, 'To the Father of Tianna Ammon' "Please get the letter, please, please, please. You need to know what's going on with your flesh and blood. You might be able to help. Please, just get the letter."

"Yeah?" Mia answered the phone at the Cafe. She wasn't open just yet and the team only called when they needed her to do something. So, she hadn't done her whole "Thank you for calling, how may I help you?" bit.

"Hey Mia, it's Letty."

"I know who it is." Mia said, the anger showing in her voice. She had her own personal reasons for being upset with Letty. She didn't even know about Mystic's theory.

"Mia please don't be bitter. That was all in the past. I just want to talk to you."

"About what?"

"A lot of things. Mia please, can't we just be friends again for a little while. A couple hours in the desert. You know where we used to hang out."

"Fine," Mia said rolling her eyes, Letty sounded pathetic, and she figured it couldn't hurt anything to spend a few hours with the girl who had once been her closest friend, "Pick me up tomorrow morning. Around ten. I'll be here." The phone was hung up, before Letty was given the chance to speak. If Letty wanted to hang out she would have to do it on Mia's terms.