What to do?

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I can't take it anymore. I keep hearing her screams and it's driving me crazy. She doesn't deserve this torture.

I look through files to find information about her. There's a file that reads: Megan Prior.

"Got you," I whisper to myself. I look in the mirror, at my reflection. Sarah Matthews.

I look at my reflection in disgust. Blonde hair, blue eyes. I look exactly like Jeanine. I hate her so much.

I walk out of my bedroom and see Jeanine. She strides over to me with that friendly smile of hers that masks the snake that is her soul. A black abyss of nothingness. A stone cold witch.

"How are you, Sarah?" Jeanine asks.

"Why do you even care?" I shot back at her. Max shoots daggers at me, Eric just scowls at me.

"I'm your mother. I'm supposed to care." She tries to put her arms around me. I push her away.

"Yes. You're supposed to care. But do you?" I wait for an answer with my arms folded across my chest.

"Of course not. All you care about is yourself." I walk away and here the screams again.

I run over to Megan's cell and grab the keys from my pocket. I unlock the cell and carry her out.

She tries to get out of my hold, wiggling wildly. I put her down and she glares at me.

"How can I trust you?" she asked. "You're a Matthews."

"Yes, I am a Matthews. I won't lie to you." I try to step back for a moment to give her space.

"How do I know that for sure?" she asked.

"Inject me with truth serum," I suggested. She does and I tell her everything. My mom abusing me. My dad being killed by Nita and David. Jeanine experimenting on me when I was a baby. Everything.

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