Beating Angels Chapter 2 : Pshycological help (Boarding School)

Chapter 2 : Psychological Help

8:30 am, and it's time to wake up. My alarm went off when I opened one eye. I grab my phone and dig myself deeper into my covers, so I don't have to get up. I know what's going to happen today, I don't feel ready to face this day. My hell begins today at the psychological school that is supposed to help me. My parents think I'm a monster and so do my friends. I think I understand them because I am afraid of myself too. I no longer have anyone to protect me or to trust. I am alone in the world and in my suffering. The sparkling sun rays coming from my window hit the sheets of my bed as I made up my mind to get up to go to my bathroom. On a beautiful sunny day, I'm about to move to a dark place away from normal people, Note the irony. Once my shower is finished, I brush my teeth and go to my wardrobe to change. I opt for a beige lace sweater that shows my stomach and jeans with holes in the knees. Add to that a cream-colored jacket in case it gets extremely cold and I put on some simple white sneakers. I wear bright colors, while my life is a real black hole. No, but what an oxymoron. Anyway, then I take my suitcase which has already been packed for 3 days and I go down the stairs to go to the kitchen. I only have an apple for breakfast, and I go out of the house to get into the car, where my parents are already waiting for me. I watch the landscape go by through the window and can't help but feel a pang in my heart. I will miss it: freedom, nature, happiness. With that, my father's voice brings me out of my thoughts.

- “Lyra, I hope you know that we are doing this for your good, we are worried about you”, my parents say with a sad expression. I know they do this for my good, but since my sister's death I have closed in on myself. I wasn't speaking to anyone and I was so ashamed of myself that I unwittingly put the blame on my parents.

- "Yeah, I'd rather say it's mostly to get rid of me because you don't want a killer in the house," I said dryly. Despite the anger emanating from me, I knew my words were going to hurt them.

- “It's true that we are still mad at you for what happened to Eli, but it was a tragic accident and we know your intention was not to kill her. It might take a while, but we'll eventually forgive you. However, that doesn't mean we don't want you Lyra in any way. We are sending you to this center because there they have the means to help you get better. "

- "Yeah, but you still consider me as a monster" I said in a sad and sure voice.

- "But that's not what ..." I cut him.

- "No stop, no need to try to convince me otherwise I know deep down, you think so" I said before continuing to contemplate the landscape. To stop listening to them, I put on my headphones and get lost in the words of my favorite music.

My dad gives me a quick, worried look, and then he's back on the road. He's the only one to speak to me since the incident, although his tone is often quite cold and dry, he at least takes the trouble to keep the conversation going with me. But my mother hasn't said a word to me for over a year. To believe that I no longer exist for her. I miss her, and I miss our mother-daughter discussions too. Suddenly, unwittingly, I shed a few tears that I hasten to wipe away, because I don't want my parents to see me cry. After a good 30 minutes, we finally arrived at our destination. The center is a huge, imposing and quite intimidating building. We enter the building and we go directly to the director's office. A tall man who must be in his fifties with brown hair and dark eyes opens the door.

- "You must be Lyra Carson; I've heard a lot about you. I'm Mr. Mils,” he said with a huge smile on his face.

- "Yes, it's me, I'm Lyra, nice to meet you" I answer in the politest way possible and with a smile that rings false. I do not want to be in this establishment at all. The urge to go back in my parents' car is so tempting.

- "Okay, please take a seat on the chairs so we can talk" So we will each sit down on a chair in front of the principal's office. Its workspace is spacious and warm. I won't hide from you that I expected it to be less welcoming anyway.

- "So, Lyra, I went through your file and understood that you accidentally killed your big sister in an argument and that your sanity has deteriorated since then. You are consumed with guilt and you have nightmares at night, is that right? " he said with a compassionate and confident voice at the same time. I lost track of the conversation the moment he spoke about Eli and I got lost in my thoughts.

- "Lyra, are you listening to Mr. Mills?" My father said bringing me back to reality My parents look at me with an insistent look so that I pay more attention.

- "Yes, sure I heard" I lied. My father gave me a look that wanted to say: don't make fun of me, I know very well that you were not listening, you were on the moon. He's right I didn't understand the rest of his sentence.

- "Uh actually, no I ... I didn't listen, sorry. You said?"

- “No trouble, don’t worry, I will repeat. I said you haven't been doing well since the incident with your older sister Eliane. That's right?"

- "Yes, that’s exact, I am tormented by what I have done and by her death" I said in a sad but firm voice.

- “I'm sorry you had to go through such a thing. We're going to do everything in our power to heal you. You are in good hands, Lyra,” says Mr. Mills in a soft voice. The personality of this man is the complete opposite of his appearance. He has a somber look that might make you think he's a tough person, but he's actually very gentle and compassionate. I like him.

- “Well, then my assistant Loïc is in front of the office door, he will show you your room, and make you visit” he said, pointing to the guy in question, who gave me a brief wave of his hand. I turn around and see a muscular young man, with tousled red hair and emerald green eyes. I get up to join him when my father calls out to me.

- “Lyra, take care of yourself and I hope this place will help you get better” he said with a soft voice which surprised me actually, he has not spoken to me with such a soft tone since the death of Eliane. With that, he gave me a quick hug before letting me go. So, I will join the redhead and he greet me with a huge smile.

- "By the way, we didn't introduce ourselves, my name is Loïc Moore"

- "Yes, I know! Nice to meet you, I'm Lyra, Lyra Carson” I said a little embarrassed in his presence, while smiling. We are now walking through the halls of the building discussing everything and nothing, the embarrassment I was feeling immediately dissipated.

- “Your room is the one at the end of the corridor. I'll let you settle in and I come back in about 2 hours to show you around the establishment, "said Loïc before leaving.

- “Yes, perfect thank you”