Shadow Syndrome

Chapter 6: The Sad Things In Life

Last night was fun, but as they say, all good things must come to an end.

I came home at around 12:24AM. I didn't want anyone to know I actually left, so I tried sneaking in as quietly as possible. I unlocked the door with my key really slow and quiet...and I opened the door slowly. My sigh of relief turned into a gasp of fear. My family except Trinity was waiting for me, and they looked angry. Logan was leaning back to a wall; waiting like a thug. Alexis was crossing her arms, and her face was clearly telling me she's about to rip me open. Wait...she had a bruised mark on it, what did she do this time?

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LEAVE." Logan says harshly.

"Uh...didn't you know?"

"YOU came back home around 9, and started giving us a bunch of attitude. You even punched Alexis across the face. NOW YOUR GOING TO PAY YOU PATHETIC PEICE OF SHIT."

"What?! I don't remember any of this! I was with my friends the entire time AND just came home!!"

Logan then came up to me and punched me hard.

"You fucking waste of existence. The moment you came back in, you punched her and walked back out. WHY in hell should we EVER trust you?"

Because she holds a power so dangerous. So does her sister.

Wait, if that meant my sister has a power "so great", does that mean she might have been experiencing the same kind of bullshit I am?

"IM WAITING FOR AN ANSWER DUMBASS!" Logan yelled, giving me another bruise on the face.

"Oh, uh, I was probably drunk, I'm sorry."

"Did you drink? Oh, now your going to pay."

Should I tell them the truth that I belong in some mental hospital?

No. Keep denying if they EVER get curious. They can't EVER
Know.

The voice in my head immediately stopped the moment I felt Logan slap me. I tried hard not to cry, but honestly, it's really hard.

"YOUR A USELESS PEICE OF CRAP! YOU DESERVE TO BURN IN HELL AND DIE! NO ONE CAN EVER FUCKING LIKE YOU--"

And that's when a pain shot up to him and he let go of me. He LITERALLY looked like someone just stabbed him. He backed away and stared at me in horror.

"What? I say, as he gave me some time to blink the tears back.

"HOW DID YOU DO THAT?"

"WHAT!"

He ran upstairs to his room and closed the door. I was confused as fuck. Maybe it's a good time to tell Trinity about how I truly feel.

Sure, talk it out. Just remember. You both will be gone one day.

Oh my. Sometimes I wish this voice would shut the fuck up and go away. I started making my way upstairs but I was still so curious over what Logan kept talking about. I DIDN'T come back home. I DIDN'T punch Alexis, and I DIDN'T give them attitude. Only when I was leaving, yes. But not when I came back home.

I entered my room. Trinity was playing Burnout: Revenge off my old ps2.

"Sorry, I kinda got bored of my ps4, and wanted to play some older. classics."

"That's cool. Anyway, can we talk about something?"

She gave me a questioning look before smiling at me and said "sure" in a questioning way.

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Thank GOD Trinity gets me. Apparently she's been dealing with the same stuff I'VE been. Now, we're both in bed, I think Trinity fell asleep, I dunno. It's around 2 or 3AM in the morning right now. I've been listening to music and trying to forget about the voice. Nothing worked. I kept getting messages on Instagram from that damn guy again. I eventually ended up unfollowing him, but it didn't work, my iPhone just wouldn't stop crashing and going back to home page. Ugh.

Hey, something will happen tomorrow.

It was an unknown number.

I think you got the wrong number. I typed back.

No, aren't you Trina? Yeah, I know you, but YOU don't know me. That's the fun part. Maybe you should get some sleep. You're going to LOVE school tomorrow.

I stopped texting this guy and deleted the conversation. I put my phone on charging and laid back into bed.

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I heard my alarm go off and I turned it off and went into the bathroom. I was already awake, I woke up around 5, and I was tired as hell since I couldn't fall back asleep.

I got ready and went out into my closet to find something to wear. Black and white vans, dark blue jeans, a purple roots shirt and a pink sweater. Good enough. I pulled a "you suck" SnapBack under my hood and grabbed my phone.

5 new messages.

I quickly looked at them.

Something will happen
You will enjoy this
So will I
We all will
Take over

All sent at 5 in the morning. I swear. I wanted to block this little fucker, but my phone always crashed. It was probably some other teenager pulling a prank on me; but I could also be going insane.

No, I refuse to think that way.

But will I really enjoy school today?

I opened the front door while grabbing a granola bar and locked it.

Let's see.