The Voices

Getting to Know My Companion

When I finally come to I realize that I’m still near the road. I look around worriedly. God I hope Anger didn’t succeed. I look up when i hear somebody coming.It’s Xander. I smile and jump up.
“I am so so sorry about last night. I wish that hadn’t happened. I can explain it to you but it won’t make very much sense…” I start.
“It’s fine. I imagine it was something that those freaks at the asylum put into you that would mess with you.” he replies.
I can only smile not realizing that Happiness was poking at me. ‘What’ I think  
“You know he really is rather cute?” Happiness points out.
I blush at the thought. When I look up I see him staring at me.
“Those voices still talking?” he asks
“Um...how did you know about the voices?” I ask back.
“Well I would imagine that something like a voice was telling you to do something bad. So that led me to believe that maybe you were there because of hearing voices then they took it to another level.” He replies.
“well the one talking to me right now is happiness...She is a lighter emotion...i guess...that was how they introduced themselves when we first met.” I stutter.
“Well what did Happiness say that made you blush?” he asks
“Um I’d rather not say.” I reply nervously
He steps closer to me smirking. “Why wouldn’t you want to tell me? Is it that embarrassing?”
I blush even more and step back. “No nothing like that,” then I tilt my head to the side, “do you have voices in your head too?”
“No. I wish I did.” He replies
I smile “Ah no you don’t. They aren’t always the best of things and they are based on emotions that you have.”
“Well who all do you have?” He asks curiously
“Well...i have Anger, Hatred, Pain, and Insanity. Then I have Happiness, Love, and Peace…”
“Interesting...well what all did they make you do for exercises in hell?”
“Well they made me create illusions for those they were going to execute. I would end up having to be the one to kill them...but I couldn’t do that. I made them kill themselves instead. I hated having to do it...it always hurt me more than them…” I reply.
“I’m sorry” He replies sadly
“It’s fine...it’s not like I would make somebody kill themselves in real life or anything...anyways what did you have to do?”
“They would make me do obstacle courses to make me stronger. I hated them...I would dread the next morning when they made me go to bed.”
“That sucks...If I wasn’t being forced to execute prisoners I was strapped to a chair talking to my voices…” I reply.
“Why do you think they would do that?” He asks
“Probably didn’t want me to get out and leave. But just last night they forgot to tie me down. So I got up and left.”
“Not before talking to us in a scared little girl voice sweetheart” Hatred interjects into my mind.
I laugh and roll my eyes before looking around the woods. “Where are we by the way?”
“I don’t know. Close to a town...I don’t even know what state much less country we are in.” He replies sheepishly.
“Well why don’t we go on and see what town we’re close to. Maybe they have a place to get some food and proper sleep.” I smile
He smiles and I feel a warm feeling in my stomach. I turn and face the horizon and start walking again. He follows close behind. I look into the clear blue sky and think about the hope this has brought me. I smile and continue our journey on to civilization.