“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.”

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

words had cold

left my lips, feeling like

She could easily be on

spat, “Don’t tell me that b***h is

turned to her dark haired friend, “Go

friend left without a word, and finally Grace turned her attention on

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

to the wrong town

anything to you.” I pointed out, my

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

I paused, “The

me. Grace had that unhinged look in her eye, a look that said she’d go to any lengths for what she

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

Grace’s friend came back in the room, a

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

half of which felt

replied with a straight face. Any familiarity was

Grace hissed, “Did Tori come

as you said. Tori never knew about the

her reptilian smile back on me. “That mean’s we

the dresser,a silent player

from the twin’s, Aurora.” Grace spoke, her voice crystal clear, “H**l, drop out

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

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

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

a garbled whimper as it left my

could feel the skin around it swelling. Autumn stood

hand grinned, admiring her

to my busted face. “Trust me, I have

I whimpered, nodded

or the fear. If she wanted me out of their life, I’d do just that. The

game. My frantic brain was

murmured, “I’m glad

Grace turned to leave the room, her

swelling, my lip was

more afraid, but I

Grace murmured, a

the bed, but my movements were still staggered. Whatever d**g Carson slipped me was

she could get away with doing something like this? This wasn’t

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

a smirk forming on his face. “But I can just

my mouth to plead, to

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

bed and grabbed onto my legs, tugging me

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