(3 months later...) *Michelle's POV*
"So, do you know what it is?" I ask Sam as she comes out of the ultrasound room. She smiled and nods.
"Well? What is it?!" I ask excitedly.
"It's a boy!" She says as she heads me a picture of the baby.
"I'm a boy" it said.
"What are you gonna name him?" I ask.
"I don't know. Can you help me pick a name?" She asks.
"Sure! You know I love picking out names!" I say. I can't believe it! I'm gonna have a nephew. I hand the picture back to her and we walked out of the doctors. I immediately started thinking about names. How could I not?
1 hour later...
"Hmmm, have you thought about some names?" I ask Sam as we sit in my couch.
"Kinda" she says.
"Tell me!" I say.
"Well, I was thinking: Adam, or Oliver" she says. My eyes widened.
"Oliver is perfect!!!" I squealed. I don't know why but I've always loved that name.
"You think so?" She asks with a small smile on her face.
"Oh right! You don't know! Well, it's just that I've always loved that name!" I explain as I remember that we hate each other and I was sent to the asylum when I was just 9. Yeah I know, so young? Well, I was nuts, still am but not like 4 years ago.
"Well, Oliver it is" Sam says.
"It better be!" I squeal. God, I squeal to much.
"Wow! Only 3 more months until he gets out of here" she says with a smile.
"Finally! I wanna meet him already!" I say.
"What do you want me to do? Take him out myself?" She asks sarcastically.
"I can do it for you" I say teasingly and her eyes widened.
"I thought you were cured" she says with a scared tone.
"I am" I say but I felt something go to my head. Knives, guns, blood, heads, death. I smiled at Sam as she started getting up from the couch slowly.
"What's wrong Sammy?" I ask as my smile widens.
"W-why are you looking at me l-like t-that?" She stutters.
"Like what Sammy?" I ask as I stand up too.
*Samantha's POV*
This can't be happening again. I know that look.
"Hey Sammy! Wanna play a game?" She asks with the same voice. Shit! I'm dead.
*FLASHBACK* (when they were 7 yo.)
I was playing with my barbies while she was playing Zombies3 on the Xbox. I got bored with my barbies and went to sit next to her.
"Hey Mich! Can I play?" I asked as I sat next to her. She looked at me but I noticed that her eyes weren't blue but brown.
"I just got bored! Let's play something else" she says with a wide smile in her face. Not a normal smile but a creepy one. I started getting up slowly as she did the same. I looked at her and she took out a knife from her pocket.
"M-Mich! You shouldn't have a knife" I stuttered. I was getting scared now.
"But it's for the game!" She whined.
"W-what's the name of the game?" I ask.
"Run or die!" She yelled and ran towards me. I screamed and started running. I ran to the kitchen and hid behind mom.
"Sam, what's wrong?" Mom asked me as Michelle ran in with the knife in her hand.
"Hey mom! We're just playing a game! Come on Sammy! Let's keep playing" she said with a sweet/creepy tone.
"Sam, run! Now!!" my mom yelled as Michelle ran towards mom and stabbed her. After that, Michelle's eyes went to their normal blue color. She looked at herself and then at mom, on the floor, covered in blood.
"Hey Sammy? What happened to mom?" She asked in her normal voice.
"Y-you k-killed h-her! I yelled at her. I went to the phone and dialed 911.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"What's the name of the game?" I ask as I put my hand on the doorknob.
"Oh! The name! Don't you remember? Run or Die!" She yelled as she took a knife and ran towards me. I screamed as opened the door quickly and ran out.
"Sam! Come back!" She yelled. Oh hell no! I know I'm pregnant but I'm gonna run for my life. I kept running until I lost her. I panted heavily and sat down, my back against a tree. I looked back and felt a had in my shoulder. I was about to scream but they covered my mouth.
"Samantha? What are you doing here?" I heard a male voice ask. I looked the way the hands were coming from and saw Nathan.
"M-Michelle w-went c-c-crazy a-again" I stuttered.
"Wait what?" He asked.
"She tried to kill me again" I said.
"What do you mean again?" He asks and I explained what happened when our mom died.
"So, her eyes turn brown and she says 'lets play a game'. Then the person ask what the name of the game and she says run or die?" He repeated and I nodded.
"Wow! Come on! Let's go see if she's okay!" He says as he stands up. I stand up too and we walked back to her house.
"Michelle?" Nathan asked as he opened the door.
"Here" she said and walked to the living room.
"Sam! Where were you?" She asks as she sees me.
"Oh, one more thing. After she calms down, she doesn't remember what she did" I whispered to Nathan. I looked at her eyes and they were blue.
"Uh, just went for a walk" I lie.
"Are you okay Michelle?" Nathan asks.
"Better than ever" she says with a small smile and walks back to the kitchen.
"Woah..." He whispers. "You were right" he adds.
"Told ya" I say. "And thanks" I added with a smile.
"No problem" he says and walks to the kitchen. I sat on the couch, remembering that day.
"I'm so sorry mom" I whispered and before I knew it, I was asleep.
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And it begins again (Awkward's sequel)
Teen FictionThis is le fab sequel to my other story, Awkward. If you haven't read it, stop here right now! If you wanna read this one, read le other one first unless you wanna be confused. Thank you...
