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[13] Doll

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-Alyssa's POV-

I picked up the item and observed it closely. It looked exactly like Rebecca. But a plastic doll version. It had blood smeared across the under eye, the plastic face was chipped off, the exact same white dress with blood on it and it held a note. It read;

PAIN. DEATH. BYE BYE.

It was written in what I assume was blood. It had a weird font. I dragged my finger across the words and pinched my fingers together, feeling the texture of the 'ink'.

It really was blood. But whose?

Suddenly, I noticed a large cut on the back of my hand. When the hell did that happen?

Then it hit me hard in the senses. It was my blood. I looked around and saw a blade lying next to my bed with blood on the tip with blood dripping down the blade.

Oh jeez.

I grabbed the doll and blade and threw it out my balcony straight into the huge garbage can.

I immediately ran to mom's room. I called her several times but got no response. I shook her awake but she didn't budge.

God, she's a heavy sleeper.

I ran downstairs and grabbed the first aid kit under the sink. I washed my wound under cold water and quickly sat down and treated my wound. I finished it by wrapping the bandage around my hand.

I walked over to the fridge to get a glass of cold milk and saw a post it note stuck onto the fridge.

Aly,

Out for the night. The hospital called. The said they needed me as a stand by doctor. I'll be back tomorrow morning right before you girls leave for school. Please prepare some breakfast for Jen. A bowl of cereal will do. Thanks Lyssa x

-Mom

I glanced at the wall clock. It was 3am. EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME.

What time did she leave? Oh god, who was the lady I tried to wake up in moms room?

Petrified, I climbed up the stairs, back to mom's room. The door was left ajar.

I swore I closed it before I went downstairs.

I pushed the door open and flipped the light switch. The lady who I tried to wake up was gone.

Is Rebecca trying to confuse me right now?

I walked back into my room, still afraid of what's going to and what already happened. Lying on my bed was the doll I threw out, with the blade in its hand. The blood was still there and this time it was a different note. The note I read earlier was in a white paper, but was now in black.

I flipped the the note open and it was written in white huge fonts;

WHERE IS JEN? FREDDY WANTS TO PLAY. COME BACK ALYSSA. REBECCA WANTS TO PLAY.

Jen.

I ran into Jen's room and shook her awake.

"Jen! Wake up!"

She slowly opened her eyes and stared at me.

"What's wrong?" She asked and rubbed her eyes.

"Can I sleep here tonight?" I asked her, hiding the panic and fear in my voice.

"Sure. But why are you sweating and shivering at the same time?"

I used the back of my uninjured hand to dab my forehead and neck. She was right. I was sweating but I felt cold.

I pulled her to me as I fell asleep in her bed, hoping they won't disturb us tonight. Not just tonight, but forever.

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I woke up with Jen wrapped in my arms. I looked at the time and woke Jen up. She had school to attend.

I walked downstairs and found Mom in the kitchen, cooking. I must've made a sound walking down because Mom turned her attention to me and smiled.

I forced a smile back. She noticed it but ignored it and averted her gaze to my bandaged hand. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and gave me the do you need me to ask what's wrong? look.

I told her what happened last night and she gave me a worried look. Then I realised the doll.

I ran back up and asked Mom to wait. I walked back into my room to find that the doll was missing. I searched under my bedsheets, inside my walk in closet, under my desk, in the drawers but to my dismay it was nowhere to be found.

God damn haunted house.

What if we hadn't moved into this house? I wouldn't have been latched onto. What if I couldn't see spirits? What if Dad, Cara and Cameron didn't die?

All the what ifs ran through my mind. I missed Cara. They said your twin was basically your other half. But my half is gone. I can never be a whole without my twin again.

Cameron was like the bossy older brother who tells you what to do but loves you more than himself in the end.

Dad. The one who would make me smile when I had a bad day. The one who threatened to kill any boy if they came in contact with me. The one who taught me how to play tag and make a paper aeroplane. The one who used to buy me ice cream after school when he picks me up. The one who never fails to give me what I want. The one who sacrifices his happiness for mine. My hero. My role model.

After their passing, I just could not do it. Going to their funeral was tough enough. I remember me waking up in the hospital to know I had survived along with Jen and my mom but also to receive news that I lost my twin, my brother and my dad.

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A/N:- How was chapter 13? Dedicating this chapter to AmandaNerat again because of her mini idea up there. Thank you x Sad chapter ey? HAH! Hope you enjoyed it x

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-QueenWei