Now You See Me... Now You Don't... ✔(Editing)

Chapter 35| Zee!

~Kayla's P.O.V.~

" What?"

" I need to be with Ariella. She understands what it is I'm going through and she's probably--"

" Ok."

Well I thought it would be easy to convince her to bring Ariella, but not this easy. You get me?

" Come again?"

" I said ok."

I gave her a skeptical look. " Seriously?"

She sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. " After the discussion with Isaac, I think I realize that the pros of bringing her here overweigh the cons. She's coming tomorrow."

My eyes nearly pop out of my skull. Tomorrow?

" Yes, tomorrow." Darien says as if she read my mind. Oh wait, she did. She's a Mind.

Dumbass.

Shut up, Brain!

My name isn't Brain, you scum!

What is it then?

Great, now I'm talking to myself.

I'm not you, you're you and I'm me.

Then who are you?

Anastasia.

Oh my god, I recognize that name.

I'm your Chaser, also known as your Doppelganger.

Wow, an evil woman with the heart to torture me is my Doppelganger. How amazing.

" Kayla, did you hear what I just said?"

I snap back to reality.

" Huh?"

" I said that I want you to go get her with Melissa. The two don't exactly have the best relationship."

" Ok." I mumble, and she continues.

" You'll be headed off in an hour. Go pack." I was surprised, yes, but I immediately walked out of the office.

I race through the corridors eagerly, finally coming across our room and unlocking the door. I change into a pair of faded ripped jeans and a black halter neck, along with a pair of Adidas Superstars. I grab my bag and stuff an extra pair of clothes into it, along with my phone and a few toiletries. I feel at the back of my head and pull of the towel, wincing a bit when I touch the cut. I can feel the details in the stitches. I just settle with tying my hair up in a high ponytail. Good enough.

I look at the clock on the wall. I've still got twenty minutes 'til departure. That was quick.

I race over to Melissa's room and quietly knock on the door. She called for me to come in and I opened the door, peering inside to see her looking down at a picture frame, smiling sadly. I make my way over and sit next to her, observing the photo.

It was one of her and another girl who looked like a younger copy of her. And let me tell you, she was pretty for her age. She had the same flaming hair, except leaning more towards strawberry blonde, and vibrant green eyes, a beautiful smile as well. Ariella.

I smiled and looked up at Melissa, who was still starting at the picture. She then looked up at me through fearful eyes.

My smile turned upside down. " What's wrong?"

" What if she hates me?"

My eyes widen, " Why would she hate you?"

She looks hesitant before speaking. " I left her with no explanation. For four years."