Chapter 56: Purity

                                    

                                          
"Please, take a seat, darling. Any seat."
                          
Obeying Pinky's command, Sallie looked down at the small circles of plush, colourful cushions, seating cushions to be precise. She grabbed her backpack straps and removed them from her shoulders, holding the black bag before her and, gently, Sallie picked the dark blue cushion, sitting down onto it, the darkest colour out of the lot. It attracted her in the same way as if black were involved.
                          
But this was interesting anyway, because-
                          
"Blue." Pinky pointed out, and when Sallie looked up, she realised she had sat on a trap, seeing Pinky smirking knowingly. "I knew you would."
                          
"Why? Blue is one of my favourite colours-!"
                          
"But you would have preferred black, yes?" Pinky wasn't picking at Sallie, of course not. She was merely observing from where she sat in her mobility scooter. "Colours represent the inner person of every soul, and I knew black is the closest colour to you."
                          
Sallie couldn't help but smile cynically.
                          
"Why? Because I'm Satan's child and black is the colour of evil-"
                          
"Not at all." Pinky was remarkably calm, knowing what to expect from such a fiery individual like Sallie. "The colour black brings you a sense of comfort, a sense of warmth that no colour can ever give you. It brings you peace, happiness..." Her eyes glanced away from Sallie for a time, searching for another word, and with a touched smile, her eyes reached back to Sallie. "Faith."
                          
The word was simply put, but Jamie watched as his best friend suddenly got struck by a word that meant more to her than ever. Sallie's hands clenched onto the backpack's straps harder. "That word means so much, doesn't it?" Pinky was ever so calm, her voice soft-spoken like a respecting mother trying to quiet her crying child.
                          
"It's the nickname I give to Corey..."
                          
"Corey...yes. That was all I could feel when you came in. This overbearing presence of two men."
                          
Two men?
                          
Now really intrigued with Pinky's ability, Sallie decided to test her.
                          
"Two men...that is true." Sallie murmured, her eyes dropping to her clenching fingers, knowing her eyes were windows to the soul, trying not to give too much information away. "Do you know them?"
                          
"I know one who severely loves you. Deeply." Pinky smiled lightly, watching Sallie. "If I have to be honest, it's not a healthy affection. It's an obsession."
                          
Jamie watched in silence from one of the corner sofas, nestled between the multicoloured cushions and throws, watching the scene before him. The visit has already started without any more need of introductions and reassurance. Sallie was already in, and he knew he could trust Pinky with his best friend.
                          
Pinky's smile dropped, the more she was describing it, the more it was scaring Sallie. How uncannily accurate all of this was. She felt no such invasion into her mind, no perversion to her consciousness. Pinky was only watching her with her chubby hands clasped on her lap and was speaking. Nothing had actually begun. With a slight tilt of her head, Pinky's glass jewellery clanged softly. "Yes...he's terribly frightened of losing you, and sometimes he uses his anger to keep you in. Or threaten those around him. A toxic persona..."
                          
"He's not toxic..." Sallie managed to mutter, and Pinky smiled softly, letting her speak. "He's misunderstood."
                          
"That might be true, but what he's doing is tainting the man that's locked behind him."
                          
Sallie gradually looked up, her hard eyes locking with Pinky to see if there was any mockery in her features. Everyone else had laughed at her for loving Corey, so it would make no difference if...