A/N: Chapter 2 of Papercut, I must say, I am rather surprised I didn't get much reviews, also sad as well. :( But that doesn't mean I'm giving up. :) Enjoy reading, and review! :)
Kelly's POV
Randy kept me in good company, surprisingly...although I knew this company really wouldn't last long. Because he and I both know that we'll be back in our cell, most likely in fetal position...wishing you were back home. At least...that's what I'll most likely be doing...
"So, when are you going to see Stephanie McMahon? You know, our alienist, psychiatrist, your ticket out of here." Randy asked me.
I shook my head. "You know Randy, I really do appreciate the concern, but I'm not insane. I refuse to accept it. And I will get out of here, with or without her help, not to mention YOURS." I insisted.
Randy shook his head. "If you're talking about overcoming this place, into showing everybody that you are completely sane then good luck with that. I just want you to know that you can't avoid put her off forever. You'll face her sooner or later."
I snorted. "Watch me try."
Randy shook his head again. "You're not going to last long, this place is stronger then you."
I laughed. Seriously? It's just a building, a mental facility. "See, now that's crazy talk. What more can this place do? I'm already trapped inside, I think they pretty much covered that well enough."
"That's not what I meant." Randy sighed shaking his head. All of a sudden, I became interested.
"Well, care to explain?" I asked him, leaning in to listen. "This place...it changes you. You may not realize the change, but it will happen. It may not happen right away, but...trust me. It will happen soon. It's like this place is alive, it targets people as their next victims, and perhaps drag them into the depths of despair, true insanity at it's finest."
"Okay, you lost me. I still don't understand how this place can 'change' you in some way." I shook my head.
"Kelly, the only reason why you're saying that because this is your first time being here." Randy told me. I shook my head. He can't tell me anything, if anything, I can overcome anything I want to. That's if I am determined enough...
"Well, tell me Randy. Have you been a victim of this before? Of this, whatever you want to call it." I laughed when I notice Randy shake his head seriously at me.
"What? Is something wrong?" I asked him, smirking.
"Insanity doesn't like to be mocked. Nor laughed at either." Randy replied.
"Oh please." I laughed it off. All of this crazy talk sounds ridiculous, but seriously, maybe I was wrong to say Randy was keeping me in good company, because I'm really starting to not like Randy in my presence after all. It's ridiculous but also highly irritating to hear this kind of talk around me.
"I tried to warn you Kelly. I can't really do much but I tried." Randy sighed.
"It's alright Randy. I'll be fine. If this really is a cycle, as much as I hate to admit it, then there has to be some way to break it." I reassured him...although it wasn't really all that real. Everyone has a belief in something, I do and apparently Randy does as well. I'm just sticking with my opinion, that is...that I find everything Randy just told me absolutely, INSANE! Maybe that explains another reason why he's put here, because he believes in such crazy stuff like that.
"But Kelly, as a friend, can you just please give Stephanie a try."
He cannot just give up can he? I sighed. "Fine. Fine. I'll give her a try."
"Thanks Kelly."
"Sure thing." I shrugged. I can't believed I'm forced to do something like this. Why me? Why can't I just wake up in my bed knowing that everything is okay? Why can't this be some sort of nightmare where I could just pinch myself and wake up at home? Of course there's no way I could do that.
"So are you going to see her? You can go during your breakfast, lunch or dinner. I can tell you are not that type of person to eat here as much. I mean, who wouldn't? Most people I know, save their dinner throughout the two meals." Randy laughed.
I raised my eyebrows, why not just get it done and over with now so I don't have to face her later on?
"Okay. Fine. Take me to her." I said standing up from my table. Randy stood up too, as he and I walked to dump our trays in the trash and put them away. We went out in the hallway, and Randy took the lead from there.
It took a while to finally walk into an office where a brunette woman was sitting at her desk filling out some paperwork. "Ms. McMahon?" The sound of Randy's voice lifts her head up to immediately make eye contact not with Randy, but with me.
"Yes, Randy. How can I help you?" Stephanie asked with a smile.
"I want you to meet someone. This is Kelly Blank, she's new here. And I thought you could, I don't know, chat with her. Maybe work you're little magic." Randy suggested. I could tell that Stephanie wasn't amused at all, but she managed to get out a chuckle.
"Great. Have a seat Ms. Blank."
She pointed to the chair in front of her desk when I hear Randy whisper:
"Good luck. You'll need it."
And with that, he walks out of the room, leaving me and Stephanie alone. "Okay, Ms. Blank. Let's take a look at your file." Stephanie gets up and walks over to a draw and opens it to reveal a number of files, which I'lll assume be her patients.
"Wait..my file? You mean, my life file?" I asked her. She looks at me, I wouldn't say she was looking right at me though...more like looking right through me. She was...observing me.
"Yes Ms. Blank. You're file which consists of the life you once had. Is there something you don't want me to see?" She asked me. I shake my head. I don't have nothing to hide, not really. I know somewhere in the folder, that it'll say somewhere down the lines that I murdered Eve Torres. I just have to prove to her that I didn't. To be honest, if I did have something to hide, that will be one of the first ones.
"Okay, Ms. Blank. It says that you grew up in Jacksonville, Florida and moved to New Jersey to attend Rutgers University to become a nurse. You were friends with Brianna and Nicole Garcia, also known to you as Brie and Nikki Bella, for a few months, until they're betrayal when a new student enrolled in Rutgers. Eve Torres...now deceased. It is said that you murdered..."
"I DID NOT kill her." I insisted.
Again, she looks through me as she takes a few notes. "Her in your dorm room, and in a rather violent style." She continued.
"I told you, I did not kill Eve. Eve was my best friend, I would never do anything to hurt her in any shape or form." I told her.
"I must say Ms. Blank, I can't see how you are so sure about your answer considering you have no memory of the action toward Eve being done." She says to me. My stomach begins to tight at her sentence, she's right. I don't have any memory of actually killing Eve. But you have to look at facts, why would I kill Eve? When I clearly didn't build so much anger toward her when she arrived in Rutgers.
"Let's dig a little bit deeper here..." She leans in as she looks at me head to toe. "Tell me, Ms. Blank. Why are you so angry?" Stephanie asked leaning back grabbing her pencil and clipboard at the same time.
She's trying to get under my skin, I have to answer her with no hesitation, no lies, just straight up truth. "Why am I angry? Well, I'm not that angry type of person to hold so much rage inside for a very long time. But I'm angry because I'm being put in a place where I don't belong. I'm being accused of a crime I didn't committ while the real killers are out there laughing in my face right now." I said to her. She raises her eyebrows while taking a few notes.
"Real killers? Are you referring to Brie and Nikki Bella?"
"Of course, I am! Don't you have some sort of life file on them? Why don't you look through their folder and interview them instead of slamming me with questions I can only tell you honestly!" I yelled to her.
"Get out. You're session is over."
"What's the matter? Is this place too much for you too? Too much for a normal person to work at?" I yelled to her.
"Ms. Blank, I will not repeat myself anymore. Get out of my office, before I call security to escort you back to your cell." She threatened.
"Gladly. I don't need this, and I most certainly don't need you." I spat. I get up to see two security guards standing at the doorway. "Let's go." They say as they attempted to grab me, but I pull away.
"I know the way." I tell them as I walk away angrily. I can't believe I screwed up...I can't believe I allowed myself to get angry and direct it toward her, my only last ticket out of here. It was then I knew that I am going to be here for a long time...
I also knew I would have to face Stephanie McMahon soon...
2nd chapter, PLEASE REVIEW. So glad to see some of you interested. :)