“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.”

from the bed. My movements were slow and groggy. It felt like my mind was wide awake while my

cold fear

my lips,

sent me multiple texts. She

tell me that b***h

to her dark haired

friend left without a word, and finally

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

to the wrong town and

to you.”

smile was serpent-like, “You think they see something in you? They see an easy little

I paused,

the fear from continuing to wash over me. Grace had that unhinged look in her eye, a look

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

back in the room, a familiar face

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

me. half of which

straight

Grace hissed, “Did Tori come with

as you said.

on me. “That

leaned against the dresser,a silent player in Grace’s

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

hard slammed into the side of my face. I was knocked back onto the bed with a thud. Black

back, aiming for another hit. I couldn’t understand how

pulsed along my lip, following a spurt of

word was a garbled whimper as

could feel the skin around it swelling. Autumn stood across the room, her eyes looking anywhere other than

hand grinned, admiring her

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

stay away.” I whimpered,

worth the pain, the torment, or the fear. If she wanted me out of their life, I’d do just that. The look in her eyes terrified

waiting game. My frantic brain was

Grace murmured, “I’m glad we have

when Grace turned to leave the room, her dark haired friend

my lip was

said something to 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 ruin

with her, Carson.” Grace murmured, a

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

think she could get away

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

smirk forming on his face. “But I can just

opened my mouth to

gleaming in his eyes. “It’ll be easier for

the bed and grabbed

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