“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.”

to sit up from the bed. My movements were slow and groggy. It felt like my mind

had cold

name left my lips,

had sent me multiple texts. She could easily be on her

tell

turned to her dark haired friend,

friend left without a word, and finally Grace

eyes of a psychopath before, but I assumed this is what they’d look like. There was no light

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

to you.” I pointed

see something in you?

I paused,

had that unhinged look in her eye, a look that said she’d go to any

else, Aurora.” Grace’s voice was soft, her eyes murderous. “I’m going to make sure that no one wants you

back in the room,

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

emotions were running through me. half of which

replied with a straight face. Any familiarity

up.” Grace hissed, “Did Tori come

as you said. Tori never knew

back on me. “That

leaned against the dresser,a silent player

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

into the side of my face. I was knocked back onto the bed with a

I couldn’t understand how she was so strong. Grace was thin, with little muscle on

my lip, following a spurt

a garbled

throbbed, and I could feel the skin around it swelling. Autumn

on the other hand grinned, admiring

this either, Aurora.” Grace murmured, getting close to my busted face. “Trust me,

stay away.” I whimpered,

this. Nothing was worth the pain, the torment, or the fear. If she wanted me out of their life, I’d do just that. The

frantic brain was trying to come

murmured, “I’m glad

Grace turned to leave the room, her dark haired friend and Autumn

was swelling, my lip

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

with her, Carson.” Grace murmured, a single manicured hand placed on

but my movements were still staggered. Whatever d**g Carson slipped me was wearing

kind of highschool girl went to these lengths. What made her think she could get away with

left the room. Carson stared at me, something burning in his gaze. His eyes racked down my body slowly. I felt disgusted,

smirk forming on

mouth to plead, to beg

the same cruel look Grace had was gleaming in his eyes. “It’ll be easier for you if

knelt onto the bed and grabbed onto my legs, tugging

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