“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.”

bed. My movements were slow and groggy. It felt like my mind

words had cold fear rushing

Her name left my lips, feeling like a

She could easily be on

Grace spat, “Don’t tell me that b***h

haired friend, “Go get

left without a word, and finally Grace

is what they’d look like.

to the

to you.”

something in you? They see an easy little b***h who

I paused,

fear from continuing to wash over me. Grace had that unhinged look in her eye, a look that said she’d

to make sure that no one wants

back in the room,

“Autumn?” My mouth dropped.

through me. half of which felt

replied with a straight face. Any

up.” Grace hissed, “Did Tori

her head, “I did as you said. Tori

back on

against the dresser,a silent player

voice crystal clear,

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 she was so strong. Grace was thin, with little muscle on her body. She shouldn’t

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

garbled whimper

and I could feel the skin around it swelling. Autumn stood across the room,

hand

this either, Aurora.” Grace murmured, getting close to my busted face. “Trust me, I have

away.” I whimpered, nodded my

out of their life, I’d do just that. The look in her eyes terrified me, and I knew she’d enjoy getting rid of

no longer a waiting game. My frantic brain was trying to come up with options, anything to get

murmured, “I’m glad we have

leave the room, her dark haired

tried to assess the damages done to me. My eye was swelling, my lip was definitely busted. I’d need

I was wrong. Grace was telling the

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

lift myself from the bed, but my movements were still staggered. Whatever d**g Carson slipped

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

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

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

opened my mouth

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

knelt onto the bed and grabbed onto my

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