“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.”

all of my energy to sit up from the bed. My movements were slow and groggy. It

words had cold

Her name left my lips,

had sent me multiple texts. She could easily

“Don’t tell me that b***h

her dark haired friend, “Go

without a word, and finally Grace

eyes were glinting maliciously. I had never looked into the eyes of a psychopath before, but I assumed this is what they’d look like. There was no light behind her

moved to the wrong

to you.” I pointed out,

see something in you?

paused,

fear from continuing to wash over me. Grace had that

her eyes murderous. “I’m going to make sure that no one wants you after

friend came back in the room, a

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

running through me. half of which felt

replied with a straight face. Any

up.” Grace hissed, “Did Tori come

shook her head, “I did as you said. Tori

back on me. “That mean’s we won’t

leaned against the dresser,a silent player in

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

bite back a reply, something hard slammed into the side of my face. I was knocked back onto the bed with

another hit. I couldn’t understand how she was so strong. Grace was thin, with little muscle on her body. She shouldn’t be

me. A sharp pain pulsed along my lip, following a spurt of something warm and metallic

was a garbled whimper as it left my

it swelling. Autumn stood across the room, her eyes

on the other hand grinned, admiring her

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

stay away.” I whimpered,

of their life, I’d do just that. The

was trying to come up with options, anything to get me out of

glad we have an understanding,

my lips when Grace turned to leave

my lip was definitely busted. I’d need a mirror to see

to become more afraid, but I was wrong. Grace was telling the

her, Carson.” Grace murmured, a single manicured hand

my movements were still staggered.

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 racked down my body slowly. I felt disgusted, disgusted with myself and what

forming on his

I opened my mouth to plead, to beg

the same cruel look Grace had was gleaming in his eyes. “It’ll be easier for you if you don’t

and grabbed onto my legs,

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