Raquel and Charlotte

Chapter IV

CHAPTER 4

Setting: Raquel's Bedroom Room, 4th Floor in a Miami Apartment. March, 25th 2020.
10 AM in the morning (The Next Day)

Raquel opens her eyes and starts to look around her. She touches her head to try and figure out why she's in pain and sees fresh blood on her fingertips

Raquel: Where am I? Who's bedroom is this?

*For whatever reason, Raquel seems to now speak in a French/Spanish accent

*Slowly getting herself up from off the floor while trying to process everything that's happened, she notices pictures of her and Alice together throughout the years

Raquel: I have no idea who this other girl is. And why do I look like that? Ew. I could look way better than this. Do better, whoever I supposedly am. Or maybe this is my long lost twin. Honestly, that would be kinda cool

*She then notices her desk with her supposedly broken computer. She turns it on to see that her YouTube livestream is still open, and sees the relentless streak of comments that's been occurring since  last night. Some of them believe that she lost her mind and needs professional help. While others make up theories as to how she faked her incident for views

Raquel: Wow, am I some YouTuber? Nah fuck that, let me turns this shit off.

*Raquel turns off her computer. Looking around her apartment, she examines all the posters of crime and psychological thriller movies in her room to figure out who she is. She then walks over to the bathroom to look at herself

Raquel: Wow, this is how I actually look? Not bad, not bad... For a mess at least

*She grabs a tissue from her tissue box on her cabinet and wipes the blood from her face. Then turns on the sink and continues to wash her face,  getting rid of the blood. Although the mark on her forehead is still present

Raquel: What happened last night? Some Sort of a hangover? Maybe I partied too hard along with my "fans" on YouTube?

*Raquel  grabs her cabinet of makeup and puts on some foundation and lipstick to look more presentable. She walks over to  her closet to find a collection of clothes, shirts,pants, wigs, and cosplay material. A pink wig is immediately targeted by her optics. She grabs it and  puts it on, walks over to the mirror, and looks at herself again

Raquel: There we go, beautiful. Looking as sexy as ever. Say goodbye, past self. Whoever you were.

*Jeffery knocks on the front door.

Jeffery: Good morning Raquel!! Just wanna come by to see how you're doing with paying off the rent! Maybe you finally opened an OnlyFans to make more easy money. Not that'd I'd check or anything because I'm respectful of fellow residents such as yourself! Damnit. Saying it that way makes it sound creepy

*Raquel puts on a covid mask and answers the door to talk to Jeffrey

Jeffery: Yeah, I know that was a bit much. Sorry about that

Raquel: Okayyyy?

Jeffery: So, Raquel how's it going with the payment?

Raquel: Raquel? Who's Raquel?

Jeffery: Ahhh c'mon. Don't play games with me just because I made that insensitive ass statement. I already told you I'm sorry

Raquel: No, I'm serious. I really don't know who you're talking about. Raquel? Who is that?