Chapter 65

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That's so cute

you think you're scary

But mister I've seen scary

And you ain't got his

smile

- pintrest

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He doesn't immediately come at me like I had previously ȧssumed, instead he gives me an inquiring gaze. I stare back at him, not being someone who stands down easily. I can tell that he's looking for something. Something in my head that he can use to manipulate me. Once, I read in a book back at the sect, that there are a select group of people that have the power of mind control.

Should I come across one, I need to have my mental wall up at all times. But there was one thing that caught my attention while I read ", it said: "Mind control can be a blessing to its wielder and a curse to its victim, but there is away for one to get the upper hand. Just like in a dream, you can make what you want to make and feel what you want to feel; you can apply this same method to the person trying to invade your mental space. All you have to do is imagine. It takes great mental power and it can be fatal for those with weak will.

I'm gonna take the risk. You learn from your mistakes, they say. Soon The affects of his power start to affect me. I can feel a powerful force over taking my mind. It brings along with it a tremendous headache. The weight is so overbearing that I fall onto one knee, gritting my teeth as I try to bear the pressure. When I look up ,I see him grinning at me with a sly smirk on his face. It makes me want to rip it off and shove it down his throat.

I don't know why, but a murderous urge fills my body. The need for blood. It's like a strong thirst that has to be quenched. My hands are itching to wrap my hands around his neck and strangle him. To feel the taste of fresh blood gently kiss my lips.

My mind feels like it has a never ending cramp. Veins starting to bulge out of my head.

I pray to god that my pain killers don't wear off any time soon.

Ugh, I shake my head to get rid of the strange emotions, bringing my attention back to the issue at hand. Right! I can control him. Hmph, wanna look inside my mind. It only means that the monsters hidden inside have a companion to have fun with; They can come out to play.

A dark expression over takes my face. I'm drunk on blood ŀust. I conjure up my most horrifying memory. That night, the night parents died.

It hurts my heart to show something personal to someone even if it was Sebastian. But if it saves my life, then there's nothing I can do.

So I think back to that day. Re-experiencing all of the emotions I felt over again.

The fear

How powerless I was

Weak

It all comes back full force.

My gaze moves over to his position. I can tell I caught him off guard. The higher your mental strength, the more real your memories are. I can feel the force trying to break away, but I can't let him escape.

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