Nova was unquestionably an absolute mess. She tried to pull herself together but every moment that passed made her feel more and more guilty. Over the last year she had worked so hard to convince herself she could not have saved anyone- that she was right to save herself- but that fantasy came crumbling down as soon as she spoke about it. She had to get better. She had to make it through the appointment.
The supposedly calming comments the therapist offered made her even more terrified than she was. She was not aggressive, she did not think of herself as a criminal, but if she told the police she could be sent to a different island? It was what she expected, of course, but now that she knew it became that much more real that she had to squeeze her eyes shut tightly. On one hand she was thankful for the confidentiality of the appointment, but on the other she was terrified. She could not let anybody else know her secret. Even if it was such a weight on her shoulders.
She nodded way too quickly and wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands. She said in a shaky voice, "Th-that is good. Th-thankyou. I... I suppose you deserve to know what happened then..." She was far from recovered, but she came to the therapy to get the information off her chest. People said that made everything better. And right now Nova could do with some better.
"Of course I regret it!" She said in a tone less angry and more as if she was stating the obvious. She did not continue that way. Her face fell and she then said, "Do you know why I am a danger? I am a danger because I only think about myself. I am incapable of selflessness. If something does not benefit me- I will not do it. Never. If somebody is drowning out at sea and I can see so much as a jellyfish- I run. I killed at thirteen years of age. And I killed not by stabbing them in the heart like a soldier, but by running away like a coward. Do not for a moment pretend that I am anything but an outsider with a horrible history here."
She did not realise how common outsiders with horrible histories were on the island.
@Romi
The supposedly calming comments the therapist offered made her even more terrified than she was. She was not aggressive, she did not think of herself as a criminal, but if she told the police she could be sent to a different island? It was what she expected, of course, but now that she knew it became that much more real that she had to squeeze her eyes shut tightly. On one hand she was thankful for the confidentiality of the appointment, but on the other she was terrified. She could not let anybody else know her secret. Even if it was such a weight on her shoulders.
She nodded way too quickly and wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands. She said in a shaky voice, "Th-that is good. Th-thankyou. I... I suppose you deserve to know what happened then..." She was far from recovered, but she came to the therapy to get the information off her chest. People said that made everything better. And right now Nova could do with some better.
"Of course I regret it!" She said in a tone less angry and more as if she was stating the obvious. She did not continue that way. Her face fell and she then said, "Do you know why I am a danger? I am a danger because I only think about myself. I am incapable of selflessness. If something does not benefit me- I will not do it. Never. If somebody is drowning out at sea and I can see so much as a jellyfish- I run. I killed at thirteen years of age. And I killed not by stabbing them in the heart like a soldier, but by running away like a coward. Do not for a moment pretend that I am anything but an outsider with a horrible history here."
She did not realise how common outsiders with horrible histories were on the island.
@Romi