I was born into the cruel world where I refused to see. But no matter how I made ways to stop, the person who made me see darkness did all she could to make me see her vision of the 'beautiful life'. Yes. My mother. There was a reason why she had cervical cancer before my birth, and I believe it's because she shouldn't have had me. My family was rejoicing the day I was born. And I was mindless at that age, of course. They named me Katerina. Katerina Azure. A unique family name of a typical girl but an elegant English-American family residing in Manhattan, New York. I had jet black hair and crystal-like blue eyes, far from my family's looks. As I went out of the womb of my mother, I never cried, even once. They said nothing was wrong with me, they said I was just SPECIAL. "A person's uniqueness makes them special. But that doesn't include me. I am nowhere near special. I am no one."
Present "Katerina Azure?" I looked up as I saw the psychologist that would check me up today. He had deep brown eyes that pierced through me and he wore black eye glasses, his wrinkles were almost visible, probably let's say he's in his early 40s. He brushed his blonde hair with his hand as he smiled and sat down at the seat across me. I nodded and stared back at the ground where I felt much more calm. "Why did you kill your parents and your elder sister but not your elder brother?" He said with a cold voice. Stabbing pain in my heart crushed me, straight-forward he is, huh? I lifted my head slowly to his direction and glared at him, "I'd have to kill you for you to know." I smirked. His eyes filled with horror, he stuttered, "U-Uh... We-well, y-you know Ka-Kateri-" I cut him off by standing up from the chair, I walked slowly to him, not leaving his eyes as I kept my smirk. I bent over and whispered in his ear, "Beautiful people, filled with darkness within. Do you want to let it out? I see you're in shock... Doctor." I said in a sweet sinister voice. "Ka-Katerina! Go b-back to your se-seat!" He pushed me away. I looked at him with sadness and amusement, "I find you sad... Dr. Campbell." I pointed at his name tag. "Why does psychologist like you even dare to approach me?!" I punched the white wall of my room. "Ka-Katerina! There is no need to do th-this!" I laughed silently as tears came down my cheeks, "Darkness is everywhere. You can never hide from it." I reached for my pocket and took out a blade, "This is my best friend." I smiled as I showed him. "Ka-Katerina, p-please pu-put that dow-down!" As I saw fear in his eyes, it triggered me more. "Blood is a creative way of saying, FUCK LIFE." I cut my arm to my wrist six times. "The beautiful feeling of pain. It's addicting!" I laughed until I couldn't see anymore, I couldn't hear. "Death please find ways to take me away from this foolish world."
Hey guys, instead of the story 'Mental Disorder'- I switched it to this. Cause MD is too long I hope you like this though.
Nothing what I mean is that there's no spoken word for it and it's cursed meaning that I think that Katherina is not normal
When I was two years old, I had everything I ever wanted. But that wasn't enough to fill my thirst for love. I NEEDED love, I never needed materialistic things. All I wanted was love and care. But only one person in particular showed it to me, my brother, Keith Azure. When I was four years old, my mum and dad divorced. I stayed in Manhattan with my mum, while my dad was somewhere in Europe, getting wasted and going out with his friends. And that's where darkness started crawling in my skin. I woke up to the world when I was almost five years old, and there was no family to be found, except for my brother. He had brownish hair and light green eyes, like everyone else in my family. But I was different, and no one could say that I was from a different father. My mum was always at home, there were surveillance cameras everywhere, so dad has evidence. My brother was five years older than me while my sister was seven years older. My sister had a different father, but my dad still loved her equally. She left us so she could stay with her dad in Canada, but she said she'd visit us once in awhile. When I was six years old, every moment of my life started going down. Everything was starting to turn back on me. Darkness really found a way to see that I'll be one of them.
I'm started to think she's doing it because she wants something.....something some people don't give her
4 Past- Six years old "Katerina! Mum's home!" Keith opened the door to my room as I saw his blissful smile. I didn't want to break his happiness so a smile quickly drew on my face. "Race you there!" I said as I got off my bed and ran as fast as I could downstairs. "Mama!" Keith said while attempting to hug her. "Keith!" She yelled with a cold voice. My smile disappeared as she shove my brother down. Tears trickled down his face, "Mum, why? What's wrong?" "Why did you do that, Ma!?" I screamed. My nanny quickly went out of the kitchen and shut my mouth. My mum glared at me, "Did you just do what I think you did?" She went near me slowly, "Let her go, Nanny." My nanny let go and my mum went nearer and nearer until she slapped me. "Is that how you talk to your own mother?!" "Mum! Stop that!" Keith said. She glared at Keith and went upstairs. "You shouldn't have done that, sweetie." My nanny said as she took me upstairs. "I'm sorry Kat." Keith said while he followed. I smiled at him, "I'm fine." But I wasn't. Mum always did that to me ever since dad left. Keith followed me to my room and tucked me in, "Mum has a boyfriend." I told him as I laid my head I'm his arm. I looked at him and saw a surprised face, "H-how did y-you kno-know?" He stuttered. "I'm not stupid, brother. I know you know too. Just because I'm six years old, it doesn't mean I don't know things. I'm special... Remember?" I scoffed at my own words. Special? Yeah right. He nodded, "My smart little sister. I love you so much." He said as he closed his eyes. "I love you too." I whispered.
Present "Why don't the other doctors warn the other doctors not to ask what happened to my sister?!" I heard my brother's voice. I know he was still scared of me, but he's free from everything that's been holding us back. "Mr. Azure, we can't ask the doctors what to do and what they should tell the other doctors. They are the head of us. I'm sorry, there's nothing else we could do." One of the nurse said. "This is the fifth time she's done this! Do you want my sister to just die?" he sighed. "Mr. Azure, I'd love to do whatever I can, to help your sister but the problem is, I can't." I could feel my brother's voice in rage, "Go." He glared at her. She gulped loudly and walked away. I heard my brother's footsteps to my bed, he held my hand and I opened my eyes, "I'm fine." He chuckled with a sorrowful face, "You always say that." "You're still afraid of me, I know. And I'm sorry." I said as I held a grip on his hand, "Stop shaking. I won't do anything to you." And then I closed my eyes. "I can't help it, Kat. I'll visit you tomorrow, okay? I love you." He let go and kissed me on the cheek. As he walked away, a tear fell down my cheek, "I love you too, Keith."