“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 and groggy. It felt like my mind was wide awake while my

cold

my lips, feeling

texts. She

“Don’t tell me that

dark haired friend, “Go get the

without a word, and finally Grace turned

blue 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

moved to the wrong town and fucked

done anything to you.” I pointed out, my

you have.” Grace’s smile was serpent-like, “You think they see something in you? They see an easy little b***h who

paused, “The

from continuing to wash over me. Grace had

voice was soft, her eyes murderous. “I’m going to make sure that no one wants you after this. No

friend came back in

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

through me. half of which felt like they

a straight face.

up.” Grace hissed, “Did

head, “I did as you said.

smile back on me. “That mean’s

against the dresser,a silent player

going to stay away from the twin’s, Aurora.” Grace spoke, her voice crystal

the side of my face. I was knocked back onto the bed with a thud. Black spots danced across my vision and my

eyes with a smiling Grace. Her fist was cocked back, aiming for another hit. I couldn’t

slammed into me. A sharp pain pulsed along my lip, following a spurt of

a garbled whimper as it left my

skin around it swelling. Autumn stood across the room, her

other hand grinned, admiring her

murmured, getting close to my busted face. “Trust me, I have

away.” I whimpered, nodded

out of their life, I’d do just that.

no longer a waiting game. My frantic brain was trying

murmured, “I’m glad we have an

my lips when Grace turned to leave the room,

me. My eye was swelling, my lip was definitely busted. I’d need

and said something to Carson. I didn’t think it was possible for me to become more afraid, but I

Carson.” Grace murmured, a single

my movements were still staggered. Whatever d**g Carson

her think she could get away with doing something like this? This wasn’t the kind of stuff that happened in real life, just movies

at me, something burning in his gaze. His

murmured, a smirk forming on

don’t-” I opened my mouth to plead, to

look Grace had was gleaming in

onto the bed and grabbed

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