Chapter 8

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I dream I'm in a dark room. With two chairs facing each other and there are two of me, but one looks more human than the other. I can't figure out which is me, and it's like there's a camera and that's what I'm seeing through. I don't look through either of the girl's eyes. "What's your name?" She finally speaks. She's the one that looks human. I think about the question for a while "Payton" I say simply cause that's my name. She shakes her head and leans back into the chair, and then study's me "No, that's my name" she says sharply but not in a mean way "You can't have my name."

"Then what's my name" I tilt my head like when I always ask a question. "I don't know" She shrugs and puts her hands behind her neck and looks at the ceiling "You mean to tell me, you don't know your name?" She shakes her head and makes a clicking sound with her tongue like she's disappointed. "Who are you to shake your head at me" I point at her. She lowers her eyes to glare at me, they feel like fire burning me from the inside out "I don't even know who you are!" I snap. My voice echoes in the blackness. "Don't yell at me you have no right!" She snaps back. I stand, and my chair slides "Don't scream at you, don't yell at you! You're in my body so how dare you!" She stands and walks toward me, her eyes still burning, the closer she gets the scarier she looks. She points her finger at my chest "Listen, little girl" Little girl how dare she call me that! "Have you even considered that you might be in my body? I'm the one who remembers my name. I remember growing up with the boy's, so who's to say your not in my body in my head!" I stumble back. She's right I don't remember much of growing up or much of the world, and worst of all the boys remember growing up with a girl that looks like me. I shake my head. No, her, they remember this body and she remembers more than me, so this has to be her body it's the only thing that makes sense, but then how am I in control of it most the time? Do I have more will power than her? I sit back down in my chair, and I put my head in my palms. Or maybe we just look like, and this might be my real body, but then again how come I don't remember anything. "You might as well give up, I've given you all the proof that this is my body" this time I glare at her, she doesn't flinch but her eyes showed a little fear, she pushes it away very quickly hoping I didn't see, but boy was she wrong. "Would you shut up I'm thinking!" She gives a nervous little laugh and looks away. She's scared of me, is it because of how I look? Or maybe it's just me in general, who knows. "I know I'm not good at controlling my emotions yet, but" I pause. I haven't seen her think this through at all. She just assumes "I know for a fact I'm smarter than you!" I spat "Ha! You would like to think" she sits back in her chair and crosses a leg over the other. It's an act, she's strong emotionally, but not smart and obviously I have more will power, but how? I cross my arms a put my head back on the back of the chair to look up at darkness. "I know I am. I'm sure of it." I whisper so she can't hear. She sighs and stands "Are we done here? Cause I'm tired of talking to you" I roll my eyes "Wow! You're such a joy to be around" I say with more sarcasm in my voice than intended. She bites her lips and looks away "Well" she says "Are you going to wake up or not?"

"It's not as easy as you think!" I snap. This girl drives me to the edge. "While I've been in here by myself, I've been thinking. There has to be a place with documents about the patients. I was always a sickly child so they may have been trying to find a body type like mine and switch bodies. But somehow we got stuck in the same body." She rubs her hands together." That's my theory at least." She's smarter than I thought. I take back what I said. But still, Why would she tell the boys we're the same person, yet hate me at the same time? "Why did you tell the Ryker and Brady we were the same person?" I'm curious. "Don't say their names so easily. You don't know them like I do. I thought it was a good idea at the time. Then Ryker started to say these things about you, and it just turned into hate." because she knows she can't be like me. We're two different people I know that for sure now. "But" she adds and gives me a smirk "Ryker did say he rather have me than you." a sting in my chest and stomach come when she says that. I wrap my hand around my stomach hoping it will help. She puts her hand on my shoulder giving me false comfort "It's okay" she says in a baby voice and nods her head "Well, it's bound to happen, you know, I did grow up with them."

"Yeah but there's still Bra-" she shakes her head and makes the clicking sound again "Brady would say the same thing darling, just face it you look like me and that's why they like you." She stares right into my eyes happy with herself "Just ask Brady yourself he will say the same thing."

"He already has," I say disappointed that he would say that. He said all those nice things about me and then goes off and says he rather be friends with her more? And Brady I bet he would say the same thing. That's it I'm doing this plan on my own, I don't need them. I shrug her hand off my shoulder. I've been defeated by her. She has more facts. "Okay, I'm done," I say frustrated. She gives me a wicked smile and nods "I told you, they like me more" she's making me mad. I turn away from her and spin back as fast as I can and backhand slap her across the face. I must have hit her hard cause she falls to the ground, and her lip is bleeding and cheek all red. She doesn't say anything just looks up at me dumbfounded, I glare at her "Tch" and I walk away. 

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