“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.”

sit up from the bed. My movements were slow

had cold fear

left my lips,

texts. She could easily be on

spat, “Don’t tell me

dark haired friend, “Go get

a word, and finally Grace turned her attention

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

spat, “You moved to the

never done anything to you.” I pointed

think they see something in you? They see an easy little b***h who can’t say

paused, “The

beginning to make sense, that didn’t stop the fear from continuing to wash over me. Grace had that unhinged look in her eye, a look that said she’d

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

her.” Grace’s friend came back in the

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

many emotions were running through me. half

with a straight face.

hissed, “Did Tori

did as you said.

her reptilian smile back on me. “That mean’s we won’t

the dresser,a silent

her voice crystal clear, “H**l, drop out of school if you

face. I was knocked back onto the bed with a thud.

was cocked back, aiming for another hit. I couldn’t understand how she was so

along my lip, following a spurt of something warm

was a garbled whimper as it

it swelling. Autumn stood across the room, her eyes

hand grinned, admiring her

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

I whimpered, nodded

fear. If she wanted me out of their

was trying to come up with options,

murmured, “I’m glad we

to leave the room, her dark haired friend and Autumn

My eye was swelling, my

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

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

were still staggered. Whatever d**g Carson slipped me was wearing off, but not

be happening. What kind of highschool girl went to these lengths. What made her think she could get away with doing something like this? This wasn’t the kind of stuff that happened in real life,

haired girl left the room. Carson stared at me, something burning in his gaze. His eyes racked

forming on his face. “But I can just look

don’t-” I opened my mouth to plead,

was gleaming in his eyes.

bed and grabbed onto my legs,

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