Voices

She's staring at me again, I find it odd the way she just sits and stares. Working in an open plan office in a call centre you can't help but notice the slightest bit of peculiar behaviour. I'm taken back by her boldness, she must be nearly fifty years old, almost twice my age. I don't know much about her except that she started working here about three weeks' ago, and when she smiled at me, being the friendly sort of guy I am, I smiled back. Little did I realise she would misinterpret my friendliness. As I get up to go for a cigarette break, I feel her eyes following me, it's unnerving. Some idiot has also given her my mobile number, I can hazard a guess it was one of my half-wit colleagues. So when she started sending me text messages, I replied as I didn't want to cause her offence.That was probably one of the biggest mistakes of my life.

I ignored her for a few days, despite her frequent texts and voice mail messages. One evening, I was sat in the pub after work, chatting to a group of female work colleagues. Suddenly I felt someone grab my forearm, I turned round ready for a fight until I realised who it was. It was her, she had a look of violence in her eyes, she looked so angry that the veins in her neck were bulging. I looked at her in astonishment and politely asked her to let go of my arm, but her grip only grew tighter. People were staring at me, but I guess to any bystander we looked like an ordinary couple having an argument. One of my mates tried to intervene, but she pushed him away only to start
crying uncontrollably. I'd had enough at this point, and dragged her outside to have it out with her.

As she stood starting at me, a feeling of overwhelming dominance came over me. I stared her directly in the eye and said "what the hell do you want from me, why do you keep bothering me?" I was so angry I don't think I came up for air as I was shouting at her. "If you carry on stalking me then I'm going to the police do you understand? Almost instantaneously she stopped crying, lifted her
head up and began to walk away from me, it was all very odd. I shouted after her to come back, but she just ignored me, which made me even angrier. I'm not supposed to get angry, it's not good for me.

When I wake up, it's dark everywhere. I know because I can see the moon from my window. The nice kind nurse with the multi coloured hair is standing over me, she looks sad. I suddenly realise why she looks so sad, my room is an absolute mess. Did I destroy it that much when I got angry? I can't remember anything, I just blacked out. She attempts to picks me up off the floor, and says, "we've had a bit of a bad day today haven't we? Who has been tormenting you in that head of yours today eh? Don't worry about a thing, doctor will be in shortly to get you settled, and you can say
goodnight to those horrible voices." I smile back at her, and everything around me seems real, but as per usual I never know for how long.