Alice?

Voices

I wiped my tears away and made my way to the bathroom. I stood there just looking at the mirror, emotionless. I know I'm Sophia, so why do I look and feel like Alice. I began to cry again. My mind felt different. It felt like I wasn't the only one in there, like my mind have been merged with someone else's. 

"Your Sophia," I tell myself as I look at my reflection in the mirror. "You've always been Sophia."  Tears started to form in my eyes.  "Even when you wanted to be her, you were always Sophia,"

"I will help you remember"

It was that voice again, it sounded familiar. This time, it was clear where it was coming from. My mind, it was coming from inside my head. I turned the forcet on and rinse my face. I made A decision right there and then, that I was going to figure out what happen last night. I was going to figure out what happened to Alice.

A knock came from outside the bathroom door. "Alice honey, are you okay?" It was Lola. I know she thinks I'm Alice. I don't know why, but I'll play the part. "Y-Yes I just was using the restroom." "You've been in there for a while, is every thing good?" "I'm okay don't worry, I'll be out soon." I washed my hands, when I stepped out of the bathroom Lola had already left.

I made my way back to the dining table. The food has gone cold, it reminded me of Alice hands that night. I was lost in thought, then Lola asked me a question. "What are your summer plans Alice?" Unlike Alice, I've never been out of the house alot. We both were homeschooled, but Alice would be outside most of the day. She was the perfect child, pretty, nice and outgoing. She would follow mom to her acting sites, and follow dad to his company functions. I would just stay inside and play by myself, it was like I was the only child, alone.

"I want to practice acting like mom." "She's so different, so happy on screen. I want to be just like her." Lola sat there silent, she almost seemed shocked. I've never been interested in acting, I openly express my dislike for it. To me acting was a way to get away form your problems in life by living another. Alice thought the exact opposite though. She said acting to her was a way to see things from another point of view, a way to experience a life you know you can never live. "Acting? But I thought-" She stopped speaking. She looked anxious,  like she just made a huge mistake. She covered her mouth and let out a cough. "Of course you want to pursue acting, you've been begging me to put you into some classes since forever." She quickly switched her tone, it was like she was a completely different person. "I'll set up a appointment soon." She started picking up my empty plates. "I need to finish something at home, so I'll be gone for the rest of the day." And just like that Lola was gone.

I was honestly confused with myself, why did I say that? I've never liked acting or even had any plans to practice it, so why did I suddenly want to do it? I brushed it off and decided to go back to my new room, Alice's room. I opened the door and locked it behind me. I need answers, and it was obvious that the people in this cursed house weren't going to give it to me. The first thing I will figure out is who or what is in my head.

(An: I know this chapter is shorter than the first, that is because I wanted to make the first chapter the longest chapter of the book. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please leave any concerns or help if possible.)