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Oh, fuck.
I step over the throw pillows and clothes littering the floor and my hands shake when I reach for her, my skin glowing in the darkness.
“Missy?”
In a flash, her eyes shoot to mine, her sinister smile gleaming wickedly in the darkness.
“Come on, Hannah,” she coaxes, lifting the little bottle beside her. “Just a little sip.”
I fall back, my heart lurching in my chest at the madness in her eyes.
“Missy, what is that?”
“Just a little sip to make the demons go away,” she whispers and my stomach fills with nausea. I stumble, tripping on a pillow and falling flat on my ass.
“Missy, stop!” Panic wells in my voice, fear gripping me by the throat when she climbs over me, little bottle in hand.
“Drink up, sister,” she hisses, her fingernails digging into the flesh of my lips until I can feel blood seeping from my once healed-over cut.
The cut from the Christmas party.
I scream, fighting against her hold and she cackles, only tightening her grip.
“Don’t you want to do this together?”
I kick, and her hand rears back, connecting with my cheek with blinding, stinging pain. I throw myself and finally, she topples off me, still laughing in that deranged shrill tone as I hurl myself from the room and nearly bash into the wall across from her bedroom door.
What the fuck?
I stay frozen in place, listening for the sounds of her footsteps on the hardwood floor, but they never come.
My skin burns and I have no idea what to do. Carefully, I tiptoe into my room and grab my phone, sneaking past Missy’s room on my way out to the sounds of that even, steady thump against the wall.
I dart for the stairs, my hands shaking when I try to make a call.
Michael doesn’t answer. Mom doesn’t answer.
So, I call the only number I can think of that would at a time like this.
“Hannah?”
“I need you to come over. Something’s wrong with Missy.”
“I’m on my way.”
Mason
Hannah’s crying when she opens the door, but it’s not the first thing I notice.
It’s the busted lip.
“What happened?” I grit, stepping into the foyer of the oversized mansion and taking her chin in my hand to inspect the damage.
“It’s Missy,” she shivers. “She’s lost her mind.”
Of course. The evil twin.
“What did she do?”
