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...two days later...
☆━━━SHE LET OUT A monstrous growl, slamming her fist into the mirror. A loud shattering noise filled the air, mixing with the harsh huffs and snarls coming from the small blonde as she struggled for control. She didn't care if anyone could hear her. She was slipping, her mind becoming clouded with thoughts that didn't feel like her own.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
A knock at the bathroom door had her tensing, panic rushed through her as the other person's scent hit her nose.
"Tinker, are you okay?"
April...She was home?
"A-April?" Grayson said in a confused growl out her lips, her once perfectly shaped teeth now sharp and protruding out her mouth. She could feel her face changing, her soft, kind features morphing into an unnatural shape.
A monster.
The doorknob raddled rapidly, and Grayson knew her sister was trying to get in. She wasn't supposed to be home until tomorrow. Why is she early?
The blonde panicked before a more sinister voice began speaking to her. You'll kill her. It hissed, webbing its way through her thoughts, and sending a chill down her spine.
Grayson snarled in response, as a part of her wanted that – to feel her sister's bones crushed in the palm of her hands, to feel April's skin ripped into shreds as she clawed at her soft skin.
"Grayson, let me help you!" April begged, voice sounding raw.
Grayson could picture April's distress through the door, and she could smell the emotions rolling off the older woman in waves. Every inhale made her self-control slip even more, teetering on the edge of what was left of her sanity.
