“I got you.” A familiar voice murmured, lifting me from the ground.

I felt weightless in Carson’s arms. My mind was swimming numbly, struggling to form any kind of coherent thoughts. All I knew was something was desperately wrong with me. My limbs refused to respond, and if they did it was incredibly delayed.

Carson carried me somewhere. Sights and sounds I had experienced multiple times were now completely foreign.

I was thrown on something soft. My mind couldn’t comprehend what it was. My fingers twisted in the soft material slowly, winding and unwinding.

“She didn’t even notice.” Carson’s voice rang out, but I couldn’t understand what he was saying. I could hear the words clearly, but I couldn’t understand the meanings.

In the midst of the absolute cloudiness of my brain, something else was happening inside of me. At first it felt like little pinpricks. Like something hitting against a brick wall. The feeling was like an itch inside my head. It was the only thing I could focus on at the moment.

‘Quit ignoring me, stupid.’

‘Ugh what the h**l have you gotten yourself into.’

Some part of my brain was having it’s own running dialogue.

‘Should’ve listened sooner, d**n it.’

‘Gotta do everything around here.’

A giggle left my lips. I was having an argument with myself.

The itching feeling grew stronger while the brick wall grew weaker.

Something began rushing through me. Something warm and potent was coursing through my veins. Like a gulp of hot chocolate after playing out in the snow all day.

My mind became clearer, and the details around me became much sharper.

I was laying on a bed, and Carson stood only a few feet away. He was talking very animatedly on the phone.

“Carson?” I mumbled, “What happened?”

“S**t.” Carson hissed under his breath, and I wasn’t sure how I was able to hear it.

I could hear someone coming up the stairs, walking down the hall. My mind was beginning to clear, but it was taking longer for my body to get the message.

The bedroom door opened and two people stepped inside.

My stomach clenched and anger swam through me. The anger felt misplaced, like it wasn’t coming from me.

Grace and a dark haired girl came into the room. A malicious look on both of their faces.

“Grace?” My voice was clear, confusion swirling in my words.

The smug look on Grace’s face slipped just an inch as she turned to Carson.

“I told you to give her enough.” Grace spat angrily, “Can’t do a simple f*****g job?”

“I gave her exactly what you told me to.” Carson snapped, “I don’t know why it’s f*****g wearing off already.”

from the bed. My movements were slow and groggy. It felt like my mind was wide

had cold fear rushing through

name left my lips,

texts. She could easily be on her

“Don’t tell

her dark haired friend,

without a word, and finally Grace turned her attention on

assumed this is what they’d look like. There was no

Aurora.” Grace spat, “You moved to the wrong

you.” I pointed out, my voice

serpent-like, “You think they see something in you? They see an easy little b***h who

I paused, “The

beginning to make sense, that didn’t stop the fear from continuing to wash over me. Grace had that unhinged look in

Aurora.” Grace’s voice was soft, her eyes murderous. “I’m going to make sure

friend came back in the room,

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

half of which felt like they

straight face. Any

up.” Grace hissed, “Did

her head, “I did as you said.

Grace turned her reptilian smile back on

dresser,a silent player

to stay away from the twin’s, Aurora.” Grace spoke, her voice crystal clear, “H**l, drop out of school if you have to.

face. I was knocked back onto the bed

another hit. I couldn’t understand how she was so strong. Grace was thin,

pain pulsed along my lip, following a spurt of something warm and

was a garbled whimper as it

eye throbbed, and I could feel the skin around it swelling. Autumn stood across the room,

hand

Grace murmured, getting close to my busted face. “Trust me, I have no problem getting rid of

away.” I whimpered,

me out of their life,

I graduated was no longer a waiting game. My frantic brain was trying to come up with

glad we have an understanding,

to leave the room, her dark haired friend and Autumn beginning to

done to me. My eye was swelling, my lip was definitely busted.

Carson. I didn’t think it was possible for me to become more afraid, but I was wrong. Grace was telling the truth when she said she’d ruin me. She

Grace murmured, a single manicured hand placed on his

tried to turn and lift myself from the bed, but my movements were still staggered. Whatever d**g Carson slipped me was wearing off,

lengths. What made her think she could get away with doing something like this? This wasn’t the kind of stuff that happened

gaze. His eyes

bad.” Carson murmured, a smirk forming on his face. “But

my mouth

cooed, the same cruel look Grace had was gleaming in his eyes. “It’ll

the bed and grabbed

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