WARNING: Contains Swearing
They stood in a medium sized lilac room, a small rainbow coloured bookshelf sat under the single window, a bed in the far end of the room with Aqua blue bed sheets.
A small table was in the middle of the room, short enough for a child to sit comfortably next too, a dolls house at the end of the bed with its doors wide open exposing the dolls inside who sat around a dining table, motionless as always. Two doors were positioned opposite the bed, one full of children's clothes and the other leading to the hallway.
"Do you remember this place?" Ruvik asked as he looked around their surroundings, taking note that her childhood house was very different to his.
'So when I was 16, locked away in my fathers basement this was what was happening to Sparrow at the same time, interesting' he thought to himself.
'I vaguely remember, this is my old bedroom but, what are we doing here?'
"I'm showing you what you wanted to know" Ruvik said before vanishing, leaving a frustrated Sparrow.
'You can't just leave me like this! Ass' Sparrow frowned, looking at the empty space Ruvik once stood in.
Suddenly the door opened, startling Sparrow, a little girl wandered into the room and ran over to her dolls house, picking them up and wavering them around as if they walked.
'That's me' Sparrow observed, smiling a little at how normal she was until her parents abandoned her.
"Sparrow Cleo Newberry you get down here right now!" The familiar voice of her father shook her to the ground, her younger self looked terrified but reluctantly stood up on shaky knees and walked towards the stairs to the living room. Sparrow followed her, her bare feet padding down the soft carpet covering the stairs, the familiar scent of cinnamon filled her nose as she looked around the living room. Noting the incense burning on the mantle piece above a crackling fire.
'Mum always liked her incense sticks' Sparrow smiled before following herself to the kitchen.
"What did you do in school today?" Her father angrily demanded, making the young child flinch back in fear.
"Harold! Don't yell at her!" Her mum said in defence.
"Don't yell at her? Evaleen you've seen those drawings her teacher gave up, a demon drew them not a child!"
"Harold we need to talk to her not tell her off!" She yelled back, Harold threw his arms up in the air and huffed in annoyance,"Sparrow sweetie, can you sit next to me a sec" she beckoned her.
'I remember this' Sparrow thought to herself and she watched the child sit next to her mother.
"Can you write down why you drew these today?" Evaleen asked her daughter calmly, sliding her a writing pad and a pen. The little girl looked at the scribbled drawings laid out across the dinning table, she noted the main colour used in all of them, red.
The little girl opened the notepad to a clear page and started writing, when she was finished she slid it over to her mother, watching her reaction as her father peered over her shoulder.
"You didn't do it?" Her mum read out. Sparrow's younger self shook her head,"you know I don't like liars Sparrow"
The little girl looked so confused as she once again shook her head. Evaleen sighed before narrowing her eyes slightly.
"Go to your room, you're grounded for a week for lying to me"
The older Sparrow glared at her former mother. 'I was innocent'
Suddenly the scenery changed and she was teleported back to her childhood room, her child self was playing with a teddy.
'This was a few months after' Sparrow thought to herself.
Suddenly her younger self blinked, and the content smile faded from her face. She took her teddy and threw it to the floor before standing on its back and grabbing its arm, pulling until a tear and rip could be heard.
'What... What am I doing?' Sparrow asked herself, eyes wide as she never remembered doing such a thing.
"Do you even remember how your bear lost its arm?" Ruvik's rough voice seemed to surround her.
'I'd never do such a thing'
"Yet these are your memories"
'How can these be my memories if I can't remember them?' Sparrow yelled back. From the corner of her eye she saw her former self ripping the bears arm away and throwing it somewhere before looking at the lilac wall.
"Fucking purple, what a gross colour" she spat before grabbing a red crayon and continuing to scribble all over the wall.
Sparrow couldn't believe that this version of herself actually spoke.
"Sparrow! What are you doing?!" Evaleen burst into the room.
The child turned towards her mother and unleashed a maddening grin.
"I want my room to be red! Like the colour of blood!" She yelled happily at her as she continued to scribble on the wall.
"Sparrow, you spoke!"
"I can do a lot more than that you dumb bitch" she replied, making her mothers eyes widen.
"Stop it now!"
"No!" Evaleen walked towards the child and pulled her away from the wall," NO! No! No! No! No!" She repeated over and over.
"Harold! Harold help!" Evaleen cried as the child violently kicked and screamed, wanting to get away from her. Thumping could be heard before Harold burst into the room, instantly striding towards the thrashing child and restraining her arms.
"Get off me you faggot-" the younger Sparrow was silenced by a slap to the face. The child suddenly stopped thrashing and slowly looked towards her father with tears on the edge of her eyes,"daddy why"
"Oh honey I'm sorry, daddy didn't mean to hurt you" the father apologised before hugging the crying child.
From where Sparrow was standing she could see the child grin evilly behind the fathers back.
"Hehe, got you" she whispered before biting her father on the shoulder hard.
Harold yelled more in surprise than pain and pushed the child away, grabbing his wives hand he pulled her towards the door as the maniac child ran at them. The door slammed in her face and a lock could be heard from the other side.
"We need help Evaleen, we need to see a doctor or a vicar" Harold's muffled voice could be heard through the door.
"That's right! Go see a fucking priest and cover me in holy water it won't change a fucking thing!" Hearing a 4 year old yell and shout like an adult scared her older self, and knowing that it was her made her even more terrified.
'That can't be true! I can't remember anything like that'
The scenery changed once again zooming in on her 5th birthday celebration before skipping ahead 2 weeks. Finding herself in her old back yard she found her younger self playing with a white rabbit.
"Sparrow honey come take your medication" Evaleen called out as the 5 year old got up and ran over to her mother.
'Yes I remember, I was on medication for a while, now I know why' she watched as her mother helped her swallow the pills before stepping into the garden again and running over to play with the rabbit.
'It's nice to remember the good days but... why am I here? Is something going to happen?'
Suddenly the child's head flopped down, then raised up revealing a maniac like grin whilst giving the rabbit a predatory hungry gaze.
"You're so cute aren't you" the young Sparrow stroked the rabbit before her hand wandered towards its neck, quickly grasping it tightly and lifting it up by the throat, choking it.
The poor rabbit squealed and kicked its legs but was at the mercy of the 5 year old, a few minutes passed before the rabbit became motionless.
"No not again" Sparrow's head turned to the voice of her mother, running over to the young sadistic child.
"Get the fuck away from me" the child growled before throwing the corpse at her mother who screamed, seeing the dead motionless rabbit flop to the floor.
"Sparrow you-"
"Youuuu thought you got rid of me didn't you? You thought you could just wish me away with those magic pills well do you know what happened to Alice when she ate a pill? She grew" the child glared menacingly at her mother, "and that's exactly what I've been doing with every pill you've given me"
Suddenly the scenery blurred again and swirled around like a vortex before she was placed in what she recognised to be Jimenez's office. Jimenez was writing at his desk before a bandaged man walked through the door who she immediately recognised to be Ruvik.
"Marcelo, my curiously cannot be withheld any longer, what condition has that young girl have?" Ruvik eagerly asked, making Jimenez sigh before putting his pen down.
"Ruvik there are many young girls here, of which do you speak off?"
"The one I saw earlier today, Sparrow I think her name was"
"And you want to know why she's here?" Marcelo raised an eyebrow at the young boy.
"If you would indulge me" Ruvik replied calmly.
Jimenez got up from his chair and went into the filing cabinet next to him, opening it with a 'chuu clunk' sound he skimmed through the files before taking out a singular file which was quite thin.
"Sparrow has a condition we've all heard about before but the state of hers is rather unique" Jimenez said as he laid out the file before Ruvik.
"I wasn't aware Sparrow had a condition at all"
"Yes well you haven't seen it in effect, I have, it's called Dissociative identity disorder, another term is split personality disorder"
'Split personality disorder?!' Sparrow thought as she sat on a chair in the corner of the room, her knees going weak from the new discovery.
"This would be any ordinary case except her 'other side' should we call it, is capable of controlling 20 percent of her brain, meaning that it's incredibly smart when it's active" Jimenez described as he span round a piece of paper for Ruvik to see,"now she wouldn't be here if that was all, in fact her other side is a raging psychopath capable of becoming a mass murderer" Jimenez motioned to the document he put in front of Ruvik,"this is the first report we got of communicating with Sparrows inner self, we had to put her in a straight jacket and tie her to the chair, after a while she complied with an interview"
"You couldn't restrain a 9 year old any better?" Ruvik asked.
"If you saw her, you wouldn't think she was 9, anyway, she called herself Wren, she also swore a lot and threatened most of the staff, my brother Valerio couldn't stand her, he begged me to keep her but we can't keep children here so she had to stay with him at the Hospice"
"Wait, I thought she lives here"
"No no, she stays here a week at a time maximum for extreme tests that Valerio cannot carry out at the Hospice, we can't keep under 13s here, another thing that fascinates me is that Sparrow hardly changes to Wren when she's here, at the Hospice it's almost all the time, which is why Sparrow probably believes she lives here"
'I didn't even know, I went to a Hospice' Sparrow thought as she continued to watch Ruvik's memory.
"Sparrow doesn't remember any moments being Wren, she doesn't remember even being at the Hospice because she's Wren there all the time, only lately have we been able to reduce the amount of times she... becomes Wren" Jimenez continues to explain, he sighed before sitting down at his desk again, watching Ruvik's reaction.
"What if one of the two were ever to leave?" Ruvik asked, looking at a picture of Sparrows brain in action.
"Unlike other people with Dissociative identity disorder, Sparrow can't live without Wren, as much as it disappoints me she is what we call, incurable, one cannot live on without the other it would be like cutting her in half" Jimenez said.
'Incurable ... IncurableIncurableIncurableIncurableIncurable' Sparrow stared at the floor in disbelief. Suddenly Sparrows head rang with a sharp loud noise making her clutch her head, the scenery swirled around uncontrollably, all the flashbacks and lies she was told flashed through her mind.
"We saw her, strangling her pet rabbit..." Her mothers voice rang through her head, a picture of herself as Wren strangling the rabbit with a maddening grin.
"she wanted her room to be red, the same colour of blood is how she put it, and her nursery drawings were horrifying"
The crayon pictures of someone eating the intestines of another, another drawing of a girl covered in blood holding a knife. Then the images blurred together to reveal Wren scribbling on the wall in red
"I want my room to be red! The colour of blood" the little girl cried before standing up and forcing herself through the blurred image to stand in front of Sparrow, laughing like a maniac with her child like voice. Standing before Sparrow the little girl started to grow, her hair cut to become short and her body matured, becoming an exact replica of Sparrow herself, but those maddening eyes...
She laughed and laughed at her before giggling and then looked down on Sparrow with a maniac grin.
"Do you get it now Sparrow? Little little Birdy?! You thought your parents abandoned you! You thought they kept you there because you were mute but you were wrong! You forgot about everything" Wren grabbed Sparrow by the collar before listening her up so that her feet dangled down,"do you get it now? You were mad all along"
Yes.
I was wasn't I?
I've been Mad all along.
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