NOVEL NEXT Chapter 4: CHAPTER 4 – PSYCHIATRIST
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His parents were stunned when they saw their son, who was crouching, screaming and with both hands on his head, it was a terrifying sight, it is as if Jacob had gone completely insane.
They both knew that Jacob was extremely close to his grandfather, as they had spent countless afternoons together and were sure that his grandfather, Abe, loved him more than anything else, while Jake also loved him very much because they had spent a lot of time together.
Afternoons and afternoons together, the grandfather telling fantastic stories to his grandson, stories that shortly after, when he was older, brought him problems and they had to intervene, that's because, when days ago they found Abe dead, they thought that Jacob would be very affected, which was not the case, so they thought that Jacob was fine, pained by the death of his grandfather, but good... How wrong they were, he was only okay because he hadn't assimilated that his grandfather had died, that he was no longer among the living, but when he realized. he suffered this sudden anxiety... attack?
"Jacob, answer me, son!" – Frank said trying to lift his son to put him on the bed.
"Come on, Jacob, don't worry, we're here!" – said his mother, Alice, trying to reassure her son.
But it was useless for both of them to try to lay him on the bed, Jacob resisted with a force unbecoming of a 15-year-old boy, as if he were stuck to the floor with an extra strong glue and could not move.
"What do we do?!" – Alice said nervously.
Her son was not good, that was clear, but she did not know what they should do, what should be done in case someone had a nervous breakdown or anxiety? If that was it, of course, because they were not doctors and they did not know what was happening to him exactly, they did not know what was happening to their son, this was new for them.
"Call an ambulance, that's the first thing we have to do!" – Frank exclaimed.
With trembling hands, Alice picked up the phone and tried to dial, but due to her nerves and her hands shaking like jelly, it fell out of her hands, luckily, it was quickly picked up by Frank, who quickly called an ambulance.
But just as Frank picked up the phone, the screams of pain stopped and Jacob fell fainting on the floor, completely unconscious and oblivious to the situation he had just caused...
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Two days later.
You can't imagine how unlucky I have been since I assimilated Jacob's memories, what happened? I'll tell you, apparently, my parents heard me screaming in a heartbreaking way and, obviously, they entered my room and when they saw me like that they were stunned and called the ambulance.
Of course, I didn't know this until some time later when I woke up in a hospital bed, where they performed a large number of medical tests to prove what had happened to me.
In the end, they concluded that it was due to an anxiety attack due to my grandfather's recent death and recommended to my father that they first take me to a psychiatrist to assess my current situation, in other words, they wanted to check if I had gone insane or suffered some kind of shock due to my grandfather's death.
After spending the night in the hospital, they took me home, the only good thing about this whole situation, if you can get anything good out of all this, is that now my parents treated me as if I were a porcelain doll that could break at any moment, they didn't yell at me, they complied with all my whims (although the only thing I asked for were some chips and a soft drink) and they let me do what I wanted, which I took advantage of to lock myself in my room and not go out.
Right now I was lying on my bed, with the laptop I found in one of the drawers of Jacob's huge desk, the reason for this is because I was looking to see if this world had a different history than mine, if the most important events in the history were somehow different from my previous world, but I discovered that apart from the polygamy, everything was completely identical, without any change, it seemed like the same boring world as always and I would have believed that if it were not for the system that accompanied me.
More or less aware of the situation, I closed the laptop and lay down on the bed with my eyes fixed on the white ceiling.
"Haa... seriously, now I have to go to a psychiatrist... couldn't you have warned me that it was going to hurt so much to assimilate Jacob's memories?" – I asked somewhat indignantly.
[I forgot]
"Fuck, I waited!" – I said angrily.
I remember that in the movie and in the books exactly this happens, they take Jacob to the psychiatrist because his parents, now mine, believed that Jacob is a little crazy, that the trauma of losing his grandfather left him like that, which I planned to avoid because it would have been easier to go to the island without them thinking I'm crazy, I could have made an excuse by saying something like: "Grandpa told me that he spent several years of his life in an orphanage and I would like to go and say goodbye to him."
"But now it's more complicated, how do I get my parents to take me to that island now that they think I'm crazy?" – I wondered.
What is a mystery is how Jacob was allowed to go to that island in the movie and in the books... I don't remember how he got it, but they did take him to the psychiatrist... Most likely, he managed to get the psychiatrist to tell his parents to take him there to say goodbye and so on.
"And as if that were not enough, thanks to Jacob's memories, I am now extremely sad about the death of my grandfather" – I sighed.
Thanks to the fact that Jacob's memories were now my own, I began to feel a familiar love for everyone around me, my parents, my uncles, but most of all for my grandfather, with whom I had spent entire afternoons for years listening to his amazing stories about children with powers who lived in the orphanage where he grew up. In fact, if I didn't know that all this was true and that he wasn't lying, I would have thought that he had dementia, just as my parents and uncles thought.
"Now... what should I do?" – I asked myself.
I had thought about going out and saying that I am fine and I don't need a psychiatrist, in fact, I was willing prove it, but... It was not a good idea because my parents would think I was lying so as not to go to the psychiatrist, so it is not worth even trying.
"Well, since they're not going to believe it anyway... well, I'll act, I'll make them believe that I'm truly traumatized and I'll get that psychiatrist to recommend me to go to that island, Jacob did it that way and it worked for him, so it will work for me too" – I nodded.
It's the only way out, it's the only thing I can do now, well, that and train my body, Jacob has a scrawny body and I need to do a lot of exercise to get him in shape, the bad thing is that I only have three weeks to get in shape, the good thing is that I have all the time in the world because my parents had told me to take a break from school, so I could train all day in here...
Tomorrow they will take me to the psychiatrist and there is still time before I go to sleep, so... I should start.
I didn't let the pain dominate me, I am strong, although it is difficult to be when an incredible sadness floods through your body and that pain becomes stronger and stronger, as if my soul and Jacob's were fusing to form one, something like that.
Making an herculean effort, and although I didn't feel like it, I got out of bed, put the laptop back in the drawer of the huge desk and started doing push-ups and sit-ups.
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I made exercise until dinner time... or so I wanted to do, but Jacob's body couldn't hold it long enough and I only managed to do 30 push-ups and sit-ups in total before falling exhausted to the floor, the good thing is that, leaning against the cold floor, I could see that under his bed, Jacob hid a lot of weights of different kilos, something that Jacob himself had forgotten and that I remembered when I saw them thanks to his memories.
"Perfect, when I recover and have dinner, I'll do a few lift weights before I go to sleep" – I said as I tried to get up.
But it wasn't possible, I had forced this weak body so much that I couldn't move a single muscle, so I lay on the floor for more than 30 minutes until I could finally get up.
After that, I took a shower and decided to tell my mother to make me dinner, but when I passed by my room I saw a tray with food, specifically three chicken fillet and fries and a glass full of what seemed to be Coca-Cola, because of the taste it had when I tasted it.
There was also a note stuck in the glass that I soon realized.
When I saw it, I took it down and read the content of it that said:
"Jacob, I have to go to work and your father has left to watch birds for his new book and he'll return very late, I leave you dinner so you can have a quiet dinner in your room, but if you start to feel bad, I have left you the ambulance number in case you don't remember"
And underneath it was written in the number of the Florida ambulance, different from the one I remembered.
"Seriously... They may not do it with bad intentions, but my parents are somewhat careless, shouldn't they have said me to call them first? It's as if she wants me not to bother them, as if her work is more important than her own son and that bothers me and the original Jacob, who I feel is gradually fusing with me" – I said with a frown.