Every One Of Me

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look
in his eyes.
    "Ms. Marshall, we just forced a switch that the alter
had no way of controlling and she didn't like that, so she adapted. It almost
ended in someone getting hurt." His fierce look told me he was a little
more upset about what happened than he was letting on. "Since we have just
started your treatment, we don't know what will happen now. We have to
anticipate that Camryn will be… around. Especially since the look on your face
shows more stress than you need right now."
    It made sense. Dr. Deacon had only pulled Camryn out on
accident and I always ended up coming to in my bed with Benny staring down at
me with awe plastered all over her face. The Facility had people constantly
watching out for us. People around that were trained to handle situations that
got out of control. Plus, they always had some kind of drug on hand that could
take down a small elephant in a heartbeat.
    I was 99.9% sure that Mom had no training or drugs like that
sitting around the house.
    "Okay."
    "Okay?" he asked, surprised by my easy acceptance.
    "Okay, I'll spend the rest of the day high as a kite if
it means no trouble for my family," I murmured.
    "Well, you won't necessarily be high as a kite. In
fact, what I am prescribing will knock you out for a good amount of time. Don't
take it until you are somewhere safe where you can lie down." He smiled
and gestured toward the door. "Let's schedule a session for Monday. In
fact, I think it would be a good idea to see you every Monday and Thursday,
indefinitely."
    I nodded in agreement and stood slowly. "Sounds like a
plan, Doc."
     
    ***
    "What if you don't wake up?"
    My mom was not on board with the medication. In fact, I had
spent the last 10 minutes trying to calm her down and stop her from marching
into the doctor's office and knocking him out. She was pretty strong these days
so I had no doubt she could get passed me if she really wanted to. Now, she had
tears in her eyes and was looking at me like I was on my death bed.
    "Mom, calm down. Believe me, I've been given
medications a helluva lot stronger than this one and as you can see, I always
woke up. It's just a precaution," I explained. I had already told her all
about the session, leaving out the parts about two large men holding me down
and making sure to cover up the bruises already surfacing.  She took it pretty
well until I told her about the medication I was given.
    "Fine! But I swear to God, if you don't wake up, I'll
shove every last one of these pills down that so called 'doctor's'
throat," she used her quote fingers which I found absolutely hilarious,
"and give him a taste of his own medicine. Literally!" I was shaking
with laughter and had to clamp my lips together to try to keep it inside.
    "This isn't funny, Theresa!" she shouted.
    "It's a little funny," I said holding up my thumb
and forefinger less than an inch apart and started shaking again, "I don't
think I've seen you use quote fingers so much in my life than I have the last
couple weeks. "
    "I did not use quote fingers!" She glared at me,
but I saw the twitch at the corner of her mouth. She was fighting a smile and
it made me happy.
    I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her tightly, still
laughing. "Okay, Mom."
    "Wait a sec! I just got an idea." She clapped her
hands excitedly with the bottle of pills still in her hand, making them rattle.
"Ellie is coming for dinner tomorrow night. Do you think we could crush
some of these up and put them in her drink?"
    "Mom!" I snatched the bottle out of her hand and
held it behind my back.
    "What? You know it's a good idea," she rolled her
eyes with her hands on her hips as if she were scolding me.
    It was. It was probably the best idea she had ever had, but
I didn't want her to go to jail, and I didn't know if it might actually kill
the bitch. It was a good idea, though.
    Mom shrugged and casually stated, "We can talk about it
later."Like the decision was still on the table.
    I opened the bottle, dumped out a small

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