The Psycho!

Chapter 2

SEVENTEEN YEARS LATER.

SOPHIE'S POV.

I woke up with tears in my eyes and realized that I had been crying out in my sleep.

I dreamt of my parents and it wasn't a

nightmare per se, it was a kind of dream that brought both comfort and pain.

I have almost gotten used to this reoccurring dream but on days like this, I felt the pain way more than the comfort. It was my parent's death anniversary and just like a ritual I began the day with the same dream.

My dream went the same way it

did that fateful day, at least the bits I

could remember, at 12 they still doted

on me spoiling me rotten with different

treats, I was sure I'd develop diabetes

before my 21st birthday.

We had gone for one of our weekly game nights with the Grahams and lost but it only made us promise to be victorious next time but there wasn't a next time. At the end of the night, Nathan decided to sleepover with his best friend since diapers, Noah and this wasn't uncommon.

Mum had packed an extra pair of

clothes for him with his pajamas even

though we knew Nathan basically owned half of Noah's closet.

On our way home, I had been happily munching on my ice cream at the back of the car and singing along to the radio and with a

blink of an eye, I was at the intensive care unit, nursing some broken bones and freaking out. Seeing as I couldn't remember the moment of the accident scared me even more.

The doctors ruled my loss of memory as post-traumatic amnesia, which meant I had gone through a situation that was really

traumatizing and my mind had decided

blocking it away was better for my

mental health.

After a bit of research by

the doctors after getting a severe scolding from Nathan and Noah, the doctors informed me that I was especially suffering from Anterograde amnesia.

Forgetting the memory of their death was

both a blessing and a curse for me. A

blessing because I could only remember

happiness with them, every pain came

when they left this world and a curse

because I couldn't help the feeling that

somewhere in the memory I had chunked

up to the back of my mind laid a vital

information about their death.

I felt like by not remembering, I was somehow betraying them.

I was left all alone, OK I'd be exaggerating if

I said that. I had Nathan, Noah, and my

best friend Lisa, but the vacuum of a parent

or in my case parents will always be felt.

The smell of pancakes broke down the

barricades of the zoo in my tummy and it

was like all the animals had turned it into a

madhouse. But who could be making pancakes so early in the morning in my next to empty house?

Just then my room door opens and I

foolishly hide under my duvet. Sorry,

but my brain is so tired I just want to lie here quietly. My current mood kind of

reminds me of that Bruno Mars's song, oh yeah I think it's called "the lazy song or so".

I start humming the song because if I was going to die today, I better be doing something music-related, and hey! if I died, I wouldn't have to do anything ever again except reunite with my parents and patiently wait for Nathan to join in the reunion. When he's ready of course, quit looking at me in that manner.

"Have you been singing the lazy song while

I've been slaving away in the kitchen just to

bring you breakfast in bed?" a voice that

sounds a whole lot like Liza says with a tiny

bit of anger laced in it.

Ah! I was right then, I was seriously

considering 'lay on my bed' to be the title of the song. Don't judge. Seriously.

"Hello! Anybody here" and with that my

duvet which I must add has been my

protective shield is yanked away leaving me

vulnerable to my potential assailant. Hey! Something isn't right. That voice

reminds me of-

"Liza! What are you doing here? And oh! Is

that pancakes coated with maple syrup with

blueberries on top? Yummy. I love you, Liza, you are the bestest, for real" I mumble already stuffing my face with the yummy goodness. I'm pretty sure there's no word like bestest but I guess it only exists in a certain Sophie dictionary. Please try to eat slowly, you will choke at the rate you are going" Liza scolds softly. She kinda likes to mum over me which is fine since I love the attention.

"Calm down Liza, nobody is going to choke today or any other day for that matter. Visit the wild side sometime okay?" I retort, sticking my tongue out to her.

"Funny of you to say that, we both know I'm

the wild one" sadly that's true. I didn't even

have a little wild bone in my body.

"So, Noah's coming back soon, that's

something to be excited about right?" she

sits on my bed while I c**k my head at her

in question.

And how did you know that?" I asked.

"How else? You didn't tell me so it was

obviously the man himself" she rolls her

eyes.

"When did you two start talking so much?"

from what I remember, he was always

avoiding you" Weird but Noah always

seemed to be avoiding Liza when he was

still around, before he went to complete his

studies abroad.

"what can I say, my charm finally worked on him. Do you know what they say? Distance

makes the heart grow fonder" she gets this

mesmerized look in her eyes. It's true that

Liza had always harbored a crush on Noah

but I thought it was harmless. Considering

my history with him-

"Okay, stop giving me that look. I know

Noah is yours even though you have a boy

friend who seems particularly smitten by you. I don't mean any harm. We've only

been communicating recently because I'm

kinda keeping tabs on you but it is only

because he's worried about you I promise" she spills.

I take my time to study Liza as she keeps

talking. At 5ft7, she easily stood out

compared to my 5ft5 self. She had really

soft features and long blonde hair that got

to her waist. You didn't need to be a genius

to figure out that Liza was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous and she knew her to use it to get her way.

"You don't need to explain yourself, Liz, I

have just been on edge lately and you know

Daniel and I aren't serious yet since I still

have feelings for Noah" I reply.

How you and Noah remain friends

despite the burning hot s****l tension

between you two, is beyond me. I'll say

forget about what Nathan may or may not

think and jump that ship or I'll jump it for

you" she flips her hair and begins to

examine her nails.

"You wouldn't dare, right?" Liza is so

spontaneous I feel I have to double-check

to be sure we were on the same page.

"TRY ME! Oh chill, I wouldn't do that to you" God, help me with this girl.

"I hate it when you do that. You almost gave me a heart attack woman!" I yell

"You should know me by now. Seriously, it's

so easy to mess with you. Be thankful you

are my best friend else I'll be having a lot of

fun with you right now" and at times like

this, she takes the crown for the most

creepy person, I've ever met but I still love

her.

"I have a small favour to ask and I really,

really hope you'd do it for me?" Liza says

out of the blues.

"Sure, if it's within my power" it isn't

unusual for Liza to ask for things. She can

be very demanding and sometimes act

really entitled but what's the use of having

money if you can't help others.

"I asked Noah for a job at his company,

since he'll be taking over soon. I know I

have a job at your company but everyone

just keeps gossiping about me, like I got the

job only because you are my friend which is

indeed true but it just keeps bugging me.

Convince him to make me his personal

assistant please!"

I'm still thinking of an appropriate reply

when the doorbell rings. Who could it be?

The house staff were given the day off as

usual. We had lost our parents and they had

lost their employers. The bell rings again

and Liza peeps at her watch.

"He's here. I'll just go let him in quickly" Him who?

"Who are you talking about?" I asked. Hey it's my house, she can't just bring guests to

my place.

"Noah duh, who else is allowed in here. By

the way, get in the shower because you

stink badly" and she leaves.

OK, what is going on? How could he not tell

me he was returning today? and Liza, we

were just talking about him, and yet she

failed to mention he was returning today. And what did she say? I stink? That's so not

true.

I still hop in the shower because I don't

want to risk smelling in front of Noah.