Shadows Rain Chapter 8 I haven't been talking again. I don't

Chapter 8
I haven't been talking again. I don't see the point. Dr. Sylvia has been questioning me non-stop. She's become crazed about it. But I just don't feel like it. I think I used up all my energy. Apparently I have to go to classes now. I've been excused from a lot of them. They consider if I can talk in a fight I can talk in a group. They are sadly mistaken.

Jace has been avoiding me like the plague. Well then again so is everyone else. Even Skyler. That really shouldn't surprise me. It does though. It kind of hurts too. So again I'm a loner. But that's okay because it's the only way I know how to be. This is a new group activity for me. It's a sharing circle. You pretty much discuss your problems and see that everyone excepts you for who you are.

Right now blonde ice brat is talking. I see I left her nose broken. I feel a small satisfaction over that. Then I regret it. I can't believe I did that. She doesn't deserve the vengence I have. No one deserves that except the person who gave it to me. If I ever get out of here I swear I'll hunt him down. I don't care the stakes.

I keep my head down and write in my journal. It's the only thing I know how to do. I remember doing other things. But they never worked. This is also a safer way to control my anger. I don't take it out on anyone. Not even myself. I write about what happened yesterday and what's happened since then. I get so caught up in my work I don't hear the silence until it's become socially awkward.  I look up ever so slightly. Everyone is staring at me and yet not staring at me. They are terrified of me so they won't look at me directly and yet they are still curious as to why I'm not talking. I tilt my head to the side.

The doctor gives an exasperated sigh. "I asked you what you would like to share with us." I look back down at my journal and keep writing. And yet they still don't seem to get the hint. The silence still goes on. I don't look back up though. Eventually they will get bored of sitting in silence

Then I hear an unexpected voice in my ear. "Just answer them. It doesn't have to be anything big. You can start off small." I freeze at the sound of his voice. I want to melt into it. The feeling is so overwhelming that I do. "I promise you nothing will happen." I spare a look at him. His muddy eyes staring into mine. I get a sence of calm. I bite my lip to feel something, anything. It clears my head a little. I glance up at his face one last time.

I don't look away as I speak. I make it so I'm speaking to him. As if no one else is in the room. "My name is Rain. My mom named me after her mom. Who was named after her mom and so on and so forth. It traces back to the tribal days. It means healing and progress from where I am from. My last name is Misra. It means mixed. So I guess if you translate my name it would mean mixed healing. And I guess that's what I'm here for. A type of healing. A healing that most people never have to go through. It's mixed with many people who need all diferent types of healing. People like me."

Jace seems impressed. He gives me an encouraging smile. I smile back. I then look around the room. Everyone is staring at me in some type of awe. I look at the doctor and she's smiling big and proud like she had something to do with it. I look back to my journal. I close it. I want to hear the different stories of healing and loss.