Chapter Ten// Broken Mirror

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~Alessandra~

Somewhere behind me, I saw my own eyes watching me as I cut off every inch of my hair. I felt completely empty my mind blank as a sheet of paper as chunks of my hair fell down around me. Clogging the sink and filling the glossy black floor.

I finally stopped cutting once I felt the Scissors pierce my scalp. Blood started running down my forehead and past my eye. Sense kicked into me once I noticed the blood dripping onto the sink. I let the Scissors drop from my hands and onto the black-marbled sink. It easily broke in half.

I closed my eyes and Inhaled deeply. What have I done, what have I done? I took a handful of my red hair into my hands and gripped it tightly. "What have you done" I gritted to myself as I looked at my un-evenly cut hair.

I sighed and let the hair drop from my hands and turned to walk out from the bathroom. I don't know what happened, Suddenly I felt myself floating towards the scissors and they were immediately in my hair.

Walking back into the bedroom that matched the bathroom with its gloss black walls and glossy marble flooring, the red and black vampire Dracula theme.

Pictures aligned the walls and the dressers. Pictures of me and my family maybe, all red skin and horns. There was a picture of me and the bitchy woman from earlier, we looked so much alike and I'm guessing maybe she was my mother but I'm hoping not.

Tossing the glass-framed picture down onto the dresser I turned around towards the dresser behind me and started snooping through the drawers.
Throwing every single one open, hurling clothes out on the bed.

Black dresses, skirts, tops, and pants of all kinds of styles flew from my hands as inspected them and tossed the ones I didn't like away.

At the bottom of the drawer, I saw something bright red peeking out from under another yet not surprising black top. Interested I tug it free with my fingers, pulling a little harder than I should.

My breath became ragged as I looked at the Elegant red corset, the garter belt straps, a thong, and stockings. I swallowed and licked my dry lips Holding them up into the light and cocked my head biting my bottom lip and trying to keep images from coming to my mind

"What type of freaky stuff was I into?" I shake my head a shiver erupts on my skin. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐀𝐌 𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨. I stuffed the lingerie back into the bottom of the drawer thinking secretly about putting on the lace just to see how it would look on my body.

I changed from the dress that felt like it was made from steel into something more comfier, A plain black floor dress half sleeved.  I kept on the heeled boots I had on and went towards the door. I Desperately needed to get out of here.

One Nobody said I couldn't leave and two  I needed to find someone who was going to give me answers I wanted willingly and I knew that woman probably wasn't going to be one of them.

I needed to know who I was, where I was, why I looked like a goddamn devil, and what the fuck happened to me! I let a hand go to my chest and winced as it pinged.

Gripping the handle of the door in the shape of a human heart I swung it open and immediately got the blaring sound of agonizing screams and the smell of burning fire and flesh.

Eyes were immediately on me from many people that looked exactly like me and it kind of scared me. Overly tall women and men with yellowed eyes and bulging horns stared back at me Some with admiration and fondness and some not so much.

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑑 ~ 𝑊𝐿𝑊  Where stories live. Discover now