Mana: Before The Rise - Chapter 285

Another week had passed, with Gaze staring dazedly out the window, the reason is because she is interested in the sky. She often sees something that looks like lines but it goes away. She is trying to catch a glimpse of it.

(A/N: Rachel did not know that seeing is unusual. She never bothered to ask anybody anyway.)

Blake was still contemplating on what he should do with the grounds of evidence, he had taken a short vacation to decide. He is coming back tomorrow with a final decision.

“Ms. Sweeney” Gaze turned slowly to the empty voice of Faith.

“Yes, Miss Ward is their anything you need?” Gaze said in her normal professional manner

“Can I talk to you?” Faith asked in her voice was calm but still carried this emptiness and detachment.

….

Gaze sat comfortably in her home, looking at the telephone. Faith’s notebook sat on her lap it was filled. Every page, despite its thickness filled with her dreams both day and night.

Faith had lost herself in her own dreams, since they were better than her true reality. She experienced the things she did not and could not feel in her normal life. They healed her scarred heart but brought on something else’s a need for the dream to be real.

Her phone rang, Gaze signed.

That night Faith Ward, the quiet girl shoot herself in the head and ended her young life. That was the night a lot of people’s lives where ruined.

Jordan Robinson a promising young student along with his five close friend along with seventeen male students were arrested with the crimes of ****, Break-in entering, robbery, Substance abuse, etc. The friends had made a pact to see how many women they could have s.e.x with.

Boys will be boys and, Jordan Robinson was under the influence of an illegal substance when he s.e.x.u.a.lly assaulted his classmate Faith ward. His other friends often weren’t so pleasant, and things got worse when they became competitive and start to…You get the Point, nothing more needs to be said.

Faith’s death was the breaking point for a lot of people, she was given a memorial and her parents grieved. Her death was also fully investigated, and Gaze gave Faith’s mother her dream journal to read her daughters last thoughts.

And Finally, as her councilor she was asked to speak for her during the funeral. The People of the community and the world think that she could shed some light on the reason for Faith’s death. She was getting better after her s.e.x.u.a.l assault she had no reason to want to kill herself and so the media and the world debated.

“As Faith’s psychiatrist I can understand the desire for explanation, He death was confusing as she seemed to have gotten better.

It started with dream, she never explained what it was but said it was wonderful it gave her a new perspective and she started to heal. It was promising at first, but, then her mind started to wonder during the day as well.

Wholly focused on the reality in the dream rather then what was faced in front of her. She knew the world was all in her imagination, her dream, but she was so proud of having created it. In her own eyes, she’d become something greater.

And then perhaps it struck her that the real her was not the one quietly moving about in the world, but the one walking on the path of a golden road leading to her next adventure. “My dream is as real as my body” she told me.

She began to forget the world we know. I think it pained her to remember Faith, the quiet girl. She began to despise the person she was with the contempt.

And when the time finally came there was only one thing left to do. She didn’t want it to be a dream anymore one where she works up to be that person she hated most, Faith Ward. She wanted to permeantly be the person she became in the dream.

And so with her hands, she did not hesitate.” Her words caused a massive silence. Faith’s funeral was higher published, but one could feel the silence. Her entire speech was viewed by millions of people.

“Faith Ward was a Kind and Quiet Girl, and she will be missed by those her knew her.” Gaze closed off her speech and walked off the stage as she quietly left the hall before the people started moving again.

Gaze laid in her sofa with a tried expression. Faith’s parents where taking advantage of the media attention. Using their grief to promote their sales, it does not take a genius to understand that. They where sad yes, they loved her yes. But they still wanted to make money.

Sitting up, it had been a few Months after the media blow up with Faith’s death and so far it a calmed down and the media is no longer staking outside her house to her more from her. She picked up the little handgun on her coffee table.

She was the therapist of a **** victim caught in an emotional struggle of not being able save her client. It stands ground to reason for her to also commit suicide due to the unrelenting struggle of her own demons.

Gaze Took the Pistol to her head.