Vivica Dixon
All on red.
Fri Sep 28, 2018 06:34

Mr. Tennant was still in the room and he seemed poised for listening ‘...another Clarice situation’. Vivica felt rough. She’d never let it out before, well, not like that anyway.

Mr. Tennant voice boomed in Vivica’s surprisingly empty mind. There was just Vivica and a nondescript reference to Clarice that had briefly frequented the space. Vivica slowly pulled a tissue from the box and glared at it, whilst playing with it in her hands. Whilst she was aware that she’d revealed herself to Mr. Tennant, it seemed that using his tissues only acknowledged it all. It made it all real.

Still closed off, Vivica used her sleeve and wiped her tears from her cheek before looking at Mr. Tennant. “My thoughts get really loud.” Vivica mumbled, unsure of where start. “Sometimes.” Vivica attempted to swallow the lump in her throat. “I always put others first. I think about what they want, or how I can help them”. Vivica’s voice slowly started increasing in volume as she lowered her legs, her feet touching the floor. Vivica toyed with the tissue, slowing folding the soft paper. “When I was at home. When I was a muggle, I thought about what my family and friends might need and it was them. I heard them in my thoughts.” Vivica paused staring at the tissue. “But sometimes, it just got too much. And I would have one of my episodes as Mum and the Doctors called them.”

Vivica had always played into the diagnosis of Tourettes, and encouraged the term episode. Some of the other terms and diagnosis weren’t so people friendly.

Vivica looked at Mr. Tennant with wide eyes and she shook her head. “But when I started here, my thoughts changed and I couldn’t hear them. I thought about Mum and Dad alot and I just couldn’t hear them.” Vivica’s eyes began welling up a little, however she was continued, pushing past the emotion. “I got used to it, it was okay. I thought it was because I am learning magic and they’re muggles and I’m not.” Vivica attempted to clear her throat again. Aligning her thoughts, Vivica looked at her tissue realising that she was no longer folding it but slowly ripping it. “Then when I went back at Christmas, I heard them again.” Her voice began to get croaky. “Mum was all stressy and it made me sad. Dad was Dad, and I missed them but he was smothering. It didn’t get too much, it just.” Vivica caught her breath. “I didn’t have one, but I was close and I don’t know why they came back and have gone again.” Vivica looked back into the eyes of the counselor, “I’ve not heard them since I’ve come back.”

Vivica sat back and slumped. Defeated. Elated. Overwhelmed. She wasn’t fully aware of everything she’d just told Mr. Tennant. The last few moments felt like a blur. She was however aware of how self conscious she felt. “Do you have to tell my parents about this?” She meekly asked.

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