Chapter 4: Molly
The room was filled of awkward items and books piled upon books. The room had a stuffy feeling making the situation all the more uncomfortable. "So you mother tells me you've had some kind of an episode?" The psychiatrist said sitting in a large red leather chair which would squeak at his every movement. "An episode?" Erin asked sprouting up from the uncomfortable bed like chair which had a musty smell. "I'm sorry but if you saw your friends get hacked up one by one by a maniac with a chainsaw, you might be able to help, but I doubt you have the slightest idea." Erin said in an angered tone. How here mother convinced her to see a shrink was beyond her. It was only four days before the new year and all ready it was off to a rocky start.
"Oh my. Oh my, my, my, my, my." Erin turned her head in shock at the sound of a gentle woman's voice. To her greatest disbelief she found herself no longer in the dusty office of the shrink but back in that dreaded trailer. Erin stood up with a jolt but lost her footing feeling a overwhelming feeling of exhaustion and dehydration. Her throat was dry was dry and the only moister she could detect was the moister of her sweat and her salty tears. "Looky mama, she likes me -- Erin! ERIN!-- Your all gonna die -- Why did she have to pick us? -- You'll get your ring someday -- I've heard that one before..." These voices ran through Erin's head which seemed to go on for hours, the soon muffled into undetectable chatter and faded out into the darkness that now surrounded her leaving her lying in a pool of dirty water. Erin stood up and found herself in disbelief. "No...No! Please no! this can't be happening." Erin Listened attentively with sharp ears. She felt the murky water rocked beneath her and soon found herself being pulled down by a pair oh ragged, blood soaked hands. Taunting laughs began to surround her as the area lit up around her. Each member of the Hewitt family now surrounded her and she found that the water and the forceful hands has disappeared. The Hewitt's began to enclose in on her, Leaving Erin helpless and defenseless . She held out a hand to the air as if someone was magically going to pull her from the back of raging hyenas, with there taunting laugh and crazed expressions. Erin felt them tearing at her skin and she was now being dog piled by crazed bunch, the only part of her body that was free from the agony was her arm that reached out trying to escape. Erin cried loudly as she felt her skin being deeply torn, and the ghastly cackles piercing her ears. "NO! NO!" Erin kicked once more to try and escape. In a matter of seconds she found herself on the floor, back in the stuffy old office. The shrink stood over her puzzled and a little frightened. "Oh god..." Erin said standing up on her feet. She held her head and grabbed her coat quickly heading for the door to escape this mad house. The shrink followed after her with a useless attempt in trying to stop her. "Wait Erin-" The door slammed and the psychiatrist face fell, as he shook his head in worriment.
Erin walked down the street, arms folded over her chest, she hid her tears as best as she could trying to disguise herself from anyone who might recognize her. If she didn't believe she was crazy before she sure as hell did now. She could still feel the deep cuts being pierced into her skin. "It felt so real..." she said quietly to herself as she crossed the cross walk. As she made her way across the black road she was surprised by a loud honk. She looked up with her puffy eyes to find herself less then two feet away from a car. She looked up to the lights and noticed they were read, and next to the red light was a large glowing sign reading DON'T WALK. "Shit!" Erin said running across the road, embarrassed and now more upset then ever. The rest of her walk home was quiet. She felt like a zombie, her legs dragged heavily behind her as she finally reached home. She pushed the entrance doors of her apartment open and hid her face until she reached the isolated stair well. She walked almost motionlessly up the stairs and half way almost collapsed to the floor. "Shit! Don't do this now!" She said in a shaken voice, holding her face in her hands. After a few moments of grieving she cleared her mind of all the events that happened that day and tried to look as happy as she could, for Molly's sake anyway. God knows she has been through enough this past week.
Erin made it up the last flight of stairs without tripping or breaking down. She stood in front of her apartment door for a few moments clearing her throat and wiping her eyes of all the additional tears that have managed to build up in her eyes. She took a few deep breaths and put her hand on the door knob. "Phew...ok." She said to herself as she opened the door to her apartment. She closed the door quietly behind her and cleared her now soar throat. "I- I'm home!" She called out in a broken voice. She kept her jacket on, not bothering to take it off or even throw it over the chair in the hallway. "Mom? Dad?...Molly?" She asked out, but there was no reply. She turned to look into the kitchen as her mother came out of the spare bedroom, followed by her father. "Erin?" Her mother said in a soft tone. "Oh mom.." Erin said walking quickly over to her mom and wrapping her arms around her. She began to cry quietly in her mothers shoulder. Her mother patted her head at a attempt to calm Erin down. Moments later Erin began to calm down, and pulled away looking into her mothers eyes, which were now full of their own tears. Erin sniffed and threw her tears from her face. Erin pushed a stand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. She slowly contained herself once more and opened her mouth to speak. "auh...where's Molly?" Erin asked in a snuffled voice. She pushed her hair out of her face once more as she looked into her mothers eyes. Her mother looked back into Erin's eyes, tears of her own seeping down her cheeks. ".... Mom, where's Molly?"
end of chapter four.
The room was filled of awkward items and books piled upon books. The room had a stuffy feeling making the situation all the more uncomfortable. "So you mother tells me you've had some kind of an episode?" The psychiatrist said sitting in a large red leather chair which would squeak at his every movement. "An episode?" Erin asked sprouting up from the uncomfortable bed like chair which had a musty smell. "I'm sorry but if you saw your friends get hacked up one by one by a maniac with a chainsaw, you might be able to help, but I doubt you have the slightest idea." Erin said in an angered tone. How here mother convinced her to see a shrink was beyond her. It was only four days before the new year and all ready it was off to a rocky start.
"Oh my. Oh my, my, my, my, my." Erin turned her head in shock at the sound of a gentle woman's voice. To her greatest disbelief she found herself no longer in the dusty office of the shrink but back in that dreaded trailer. Erin stood up with a jolt but lost her footing feeling a overwhelming feeling of exhaustion and dehydration. Her throat was dry was dry and the only moister she could detect was the moister of her sweat and her salty tears. "Looky mama, she likes me -- Erin! ERIN!-- Your all gonna die -- Why did she have to pick us? -- You'll get your ring someday -- I've heard that one before..." These voices ran through Erin's head which seemed to go on for hours, the soon muffled into undetectable chatter and faded out into the darkness that now surrounded her leaving her lying in a pool of dirty water. Erin stood up and found herself in disbelief. "No...No! Please no! this can't be happening." Erin Listened attentively with sharp ears. She felt the murky water rocked beneath her and soon found herself being pulled down by a pair oh ragged, blood soaked hands. Taunting laughs began to surround her as the area lit up around her. Each member of the Hewitt family now surrounded her and she found that the water and the forceful hands has disappeared. The Hewitt's began to enclose in on her, Leaving Erin helpless and defenseless . She held out a hand to the air as if someone was magically going to pull her from the back of raging hyenas, with there taunting laugh and crazed expressions. Erin felt them tearing at her skin and she was now being dog piled by crazed bunch, the only part of her body that was free from the agony was her arm that reached out trying to escape. Erin cried loudly as she felt her skin being deeply torn, and the ghastly cackles piercing her ears. "NO! NO!" Erin kicked once more to try and escape. In a matter of seconds she found herself on the floor, back in the stuffy old office. The shrink stood over her puzzled and a little frightened. "Oh god..." Erin said standing up on her feet. She held her head and grabbed her coat quickly heading for the door to escape this mad house. The shrink followed after her with a useless attempt in trying to stop her. "Wait Erin-" The door slammed and the psychiatrist face fell, as he shook his head in worriment.
Erin walked down the street, arms folded over her chest, she hid her tears as best as she could trying to disguise herself from anyone who might recognize her. If she didn't believe she was crazy before she sure as hell did now. She could still feel the deep cuts being pierced into her skin. "It felt so real..." she said quietly to herself as she crossed the cross walk. As she made her way across the black road she was surprised by a loud honk. She looked up with her puffy eyes to find herself less then two feet away from a car. She looked up to the lights and noticed they were read, and next to the red light was a large glowing sign reading DON'T WALK. "Shit!" Erin said running across the road, embarrassed and now more upset then ever. The rest of her walk home was quiet. She felt like a zombie, her legs dragged heavily behind her as she finally reached home. She pushed the entrance doors of her apartment open and hid her face until she reached the isolated stair well. She walked almost motionlessly up the stairs and half way almost collapsed to the floor. "Shit! Don't do this now!" She said in a shaken voice, holding her face in her hands. After a few moments of grieving she cleared her mind of all the events that happened that day and tried to look as happy as she could, for Molly's sake anyway. God knows she has been through enough this past week.
Erin made it up the last flight of stairs without tripping or breaking down. She stood in front of her apartment door for a few moments clearing her throat and wiping her eyes of all the additional tears that have managed to build up in her eyes. She took a few deep breaths and put her hand on the door knob. "Phew...ok." She said to herself as she opened the door to her apartment. She closed the door quietly behind her and cleared her now soar throat. "I- I'm home!" She called out in a broken voice. She kept her jacket on, not bothering to take it off or even throw it over the chair in the hallway. "Mom? Dad?...Molly?" She asked out, but there was no reply. She turned to look into the kitchen as her mother came out of the spare bedroom, followed by her father. "Erin?" Her mother said in a soft tone. "Oh mom.." Erin said walking quickly over to her mom and wrapping her arms around her. She began to cry quietly in her mothers shoulder. Her mother patted her head at a attempt to calm Erin down. Moments later Erin began to calm down, and pulled away looking into her mothers eyes, which were now full of their own tears. Erin sniffed and threw her tears from her face. Erin pushed a stand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. She slowly contained herself once more and opened her mouth to speak. "auh...where's Molly?" Erin asked in a snuffled voice. She pushed her hair out of her face once more as she looked into her mothers eyes. Her mother looked back into Erin's eyes, tears of her own seeping down her cheeks. ".... Mom, where's Molly?"
end of chapter four.