Chapter 13A Chapter by AriannaMy dreams were haunted with confusion, attempting to figure
it all out. Why now, it had been so long since that day. So long since I had
decided that we really were meant to be strangers forever. I know I slept fitfuly, tossing and turning. Regardless of if I like her or not stealing my sisters
boyfriend is just low. Its something that she would do to, well anyone and by
doing it myself I was just proveing that I was no better than she was. And that
I belive was the real reason for my stress. The reason that my dreams were haunted with her distorted
features. Face melting as if acid had been poured over her perfect features. Whispering
things, evil things in my mind. “you don’t deserve him.” It whispered. Sending shivers down my spine. The voice not unlike my sisters was filled with spite, hatred and resentment. The similaraties however ended there, the voice rasped as though the flesh inside its throat was rubbed raw.
“its all just a joke” it taunted gaunt emacieated body jutting
out at weird angels, smileing at me in the most wicked of all ways. That was if
it could really be considered a smile, its face was so destroyed by acid I couldn’t
tell where eyes ended and lips began, let alone how it could talk. Though somehow it looked like jess, it felt like jess. The same
disgust for my existence radieated off its being. Feeding doubts into my subconconcious. I felt myself shudder as she said these words, skin seeming
to liquidize and drip off of her face slowly. Agonizingly slowly she reached
out a hand and closed it over my neck. “if I cant have him, no one can. You know that right Janie?” it said I couldn’t be sure it was my sister in that moment, surely she wouldn’t…she couldn’t. I couldn’t finish that thought because as I began to its, her fingers worn and festering began to close around my throat. All I knew was I couldn’t move. I coundnt breath and I was
powerless to stop this thing that was attacking me I was powereless against
her. Much as I was in real life she was stronger, evil and people loved her for
it. I felt the life draining out of me as I sputtered for air. Gasping patheticly trying to take in even the smallest bit of air, I woke up. Sweating. Eyes covered in tears sourounded by the comfort of my room. © 2012 AriannaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on April 13, 2012 Last Updated on April 13, 2012 AuthorAriannaNCAboutHi there, So I know I have a really horrible tendency to drop off the face of the earth. No promises I wont do it again. I do that. But my husband and I are writing a book and we would love some i.. more..Writing
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