Chapter 13 : 13. Crazy
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I went back to work as usual. I got lost on my way to the mailroom - as usual. I was one minute early - as usual. I even brought coffee for the boss - as usual.
Everything was as usual.
Until the boss himself walked in - followed by Felicia.
That was not usual. I mean, Felicia didn't come around that often, and they rarely came in together. But now, she was following him like a shark, her red hair like a lion's mane. I cringed, but kept my face neutral as they came closer.
"Good morning, Mr--"
"How are you feeling, Susan?"
There was a long silence, during which we just stared at each other. Felicia, on the other hand, took a menacing step even closer, now literally hovering right behind Mr R.
My dad, in case you forgot.
"What's going on?" she demanded, her eyes flicking back and through between us. "Why--"
"I have set an appointment for you," he said, cutting her off. For a moment, I thought he was talking to her, but when he was still looking at me, I knew he wasn't. "With Dr Shephiro."
I blinked. "Dr who?"
"Dr Shephiro?" Felicia repeated, as if this was some kind of juicy news. "Dr Shephiro... I see."
The way she said that sounded almost smug, as if she was... was... happy. Not in a happy-go-lucky way, but a sick and psychotic way.
"I have an important meeting with the Prime Minister later - I'm not to be disturbed."
I watched him walk to his office, leaving me in silence with Felicia. I instantly jumped closer, meeting her wicked eyes. "Oi," I whispered, narrowing my eyes. "Who's Dr Shaphiro?"
Felicia crossed her arms, smiling sweetly at me. "Dr Shaphiro," she said slowly. "Is the Ministry's own shrink."
"Deep breaths, calm down, deep--"
"SHUT UP, EM!" I cried out, hitting her with a pillow.
"Calm down, deep--"
"I think she wants you stop telling her to breathe and calm down," Theo said helpfully. "Although I agree - you need to calm down, I'm starting to get worried about your sanity for real."
I glared at him. "What right does he have to arrange an appointment to some psycho!?"
"She's a shrink, not a psycho," Em pointed out.
"SHUT UP, EM!"
"Susie, she's actually quite nice," Theo said.
"How do you know that?" I asked sharply.
"Because she's my godmother," Theo said with a shrug.
"She's your WHAT!?" Em called out. "Why didn't I know this? Why didn't you tell me!? Weren't we dating, like, forever!?"
Theo shrugged again. "You never asked, sorry!"
Both of us glared at him. "Well," I sniffed, crossing my arms with a pout. "You can tell her I'm not going. She can just grab some pizza."
"You're so going," Em said firmly. "Just... one time. Talk. Talk about... you know..."
Oh, I knew what she meant.
But I wouldn't change my mind of this Dr Shaphiro being a psycho.
And I was right.
She was a complete nutcase! I knew it the very moment I walked into her white, clean, and organized room. My eyes first locked on the plant in the corner - obviously a fake one, surely. Then, I zoomed in on the woman sitting in one of the chairs; Dr Shaphiro, obviously. Her hair was platinum blonde - reminded me of the Malfoys, really - and her eyes black. It was a weird and unsettling combination, to be honest. Her face was very pointy - again, the Malfoys popped in my mind - and her lips were painted in the gentlest colour of pink.
I cringed, as she smiled at me, showing off a set of perfectly white teeth.
"Please take a seat, Susan," she said, her voice clear and breezy.
Another cringe - she said Soo-zan just like mama did.
I sat down, clutching my bag as if my life depended on it.
"I'm not crazy," I blurted out.
Dr Shaphiro blinked once, a frozen smile plastered on her face. "Oh yes?"
"Yes," I said, frowning. "I know I have issues, which I am competent of solving myself, but I'm not crazy. I don't think I need your professional help and/or opinions to deal with them."
I stood up abruptly, stiffly making my way towards the door.
"The fact that you need to tell me that you're not crazy is a fascinating sign," she said, as I was at the door. "I'll see you soon."
Like hell she would.
Hours later, back at the apartment, I huffed and puffed, while Em and Theo watched me carefully.
"I still think you should--"
"If you tell me to calm down, Theo," I boomed, glaring at him. "If you tell me to calm down... ONE - MORE - TIME," I growled, my voice shaking with anger. "I swear to Merlin's beard that I will MURDER you, Theo, seriously - I WILL."
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Em shake her head meaningfully at Theo - she was probably advising him to re-think his actions, which worked, because Theo pressed his lips together, staying quiet instead.
"I know what you need," Em suddenly said, her pretty face suddenly brightening.
"What?" I muttered, raising my brows as she hurried towards the closet across the room, and soon returning with three Beaters' bats - except that they were longer, and thinner. "Are we going to kill someone?" I asked hopefully, as I eyed the bats.
"Nope," Em said, grinning. "We're going to play Mailbox Baseball!"
I exchanged confused glances with Theo, before swallowing, my eyes wide. "Mailbox Baseball? What on earth is Mailbox Baseball!?"
A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! ^_^ I hope this year will bring you all good luck! *bows*
- Lily xxx
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