Chapter 8

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Sabrina's POV:

I woke up, crying. DJ wasn't next to me. I felt horrible for yesterday. I couldn't control myself... like at all. Today, I could. I ran to the living room.. But nobody was there. I felt as I was running around in circles... I paced back and forth, tears streaming down my face. Then... Evil Liv showed up. "Sabrina, Sabrina, why are you crying?" EL asked. I looked up at her. "What do you want from me!" I shouted, feeling like I was straining from the tears. "I'm here to help you, not do anything but that," EL said. I spawned a spear in my right hand, and made sure it was behind my back. I was prepared for a fight... just in case... "Go away. This is your fault, isn't it! First, I'm a jerk to my boyfriend. Then, you show up! What else could wrong?" I shouted. "You don't need him!" EL said. I took the spear from behind my back, and threw it at EL. She didn't expect it, and was stabbed in the shoulder. "Now, that wasn't very nice, was it?" she asked, "I offer help, and I get plunged in the shoulder." I sighed, shaking my head. "Nice? I never thought you would know what that meant," I replied. "Sabrina, I can help you. All you have to do is-" "I'm not playing the 'good guy' in your story, but turn out to be the bad guy in mine," I said, interrupting her. "Fine. Just don't be mad if your friends don't happen to like you anymore," EL said, disappearing. "What did she mean by that?" I thought to myself. I looked in the mirror, and saw not me, but a hero... Why was I seeing this? I still have no idea. I smiled softly. DJ and I's plan is no longer. There is no more destruction for me. There is only... SabrinaBrite... a hero.... I felt as if people were putting hopes and dreams on me. I didn't mind it. I walked out of the bathroom, and saw an upset DJ. "Have something to say, bitch?" DJ asked, annoyed. "Listen, it wasn't me who was speaking to you like that," I said. "It came from your mouth. Your body. Not someone else's," DJ replied. "What if Evil Liv was controlling me, huh? You wouldn't care then?" I asked, starting to feel annoyed. "Sabrina, I care about you. I swear-" "Then why were just acting like you didn't?" I asked. "It...it wasn't me..." he said. "EL, huh?" I questioned. He nodded. "Heh, glad you realize her power," I said. He laughed a bit. He pat my head, and walked to our bedroom. I followed him, laid down next to him, and fell asleep. I was no longer SabrinaBrite, but I was SabrinaBrite... a hero..


(AYYYYYYYYYY, I MADE THIS FOR NO REASON- IT MAKE SENSE, RIGHT? RIGHT????????? Also, any bozo friends of mine want their ocs added? I can make it work, even tho it's later in the story.)

(Final word count for entire page: 509)

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