The Other Me

Chapter Three

Chapter 3

To the woman’s fury, I merely snorted at her.

“That’s the most stupidest thing I’ve ever heard!” I didn’t really feel like laughing; after all there was a strange weirdo in my bedroom. But I dared to anyway in an effort to show that I wasn’t as weak as I appeared to be.

The woman only lunged towards me, her arms spread out, her angry eyes flashing.

“Aaaah!” I squeaked, whilst leaping off the bed. I grabbed a coat hanger which lay on the floor next to my feet and pointed it at the woman, as if it was a sword. “Get away! Get away! Leave me alone! Get – “

“Stop it, you freak,” she snatched the coat hanger and threw it away. “Just listen to me!”

“This is some prank isn’t it?” Finally it all made sense now. “Natalie put you up to it didn’t she? You can’t seriously think I’d believe that crap? I mean you are me? Rubbish!” I gaffed. I was so going to kill Nat now. I’d always known that her humour was severely twisted, but this was too much.

The woman flinched. “No this is not a joke, you idiot,” she snarled. “I. Am. You. If you want proof, why do you think these strange things have happened to you? The car, the milk, your homework. That was all me! I knew it was going to happen!”

“That was you?” I gasped, but then I shook my head furiously. How could it have been her? She didn’t know me. I had never heard of anything so ridiculous.

“And if you haven’t noticed; I look exactly like you!” she cried incredulously. “You think that is normal? Or are you so bigheaded to think that everyone has plastic surgery so they do?” She was pacing up and down the room now. She made me feel like a naughty school child.

“You’re probably some sort of distant cousin or something!” I snorted in disgust. Who did this woman think she was? Hiding in my room, probably nicking my stuff, scaring the hell out of me and now she was pouting all this rubbish.

“You idiot, none of your distant cousins actually look like you, you do know that don’t you?”

“I never met any of those cousins, how would I know?” I bellowed, wanting to change the subject. Why was she acting like she knew my distant cousins? “Okay then, if you really did travel in time, how did you get here? Oh wait, I know! You used a time portal.”

To my surprise, the woman laughed. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard!” the woman wheezed “Of course not… I used a time machine.”

Now it was my time to laugh. “Oh a time machine, how silly of me not to realise. And how convenient it is that you have one. ” I said, my voice dripped with sarcasm.

“Shut up you moron,” she rolled her eyes. “Alright, so you don’t believe me. I suppose I shouldn’t have expected you to understand so soon…”

“What on earth makes you think I’ll ever believe you?” I couldn’t help shouting. I concluded then, that this woman was a total loony. But… why was she hiding in my house? I couldn’t think of hardly any reasons to why she would be. I had nothing worth stealing. She certainly was no cousin of mine (I had no immediate ones) or any cousin that I knew anyway. Was she one of my mother’s friends who just happened to get lost? Somehow I didn’t think so. There was no way my mother would even think about even conversing with someone like this and besides there is quite a large age gap between them. Perhaps she was something to do with my father?

Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear. Was… was my father having an affair with this woman? It all suddenly made so much sense now. My father never was really working late after all; he was flouncing with this crazy idiot instead! No wonder she was made up such an absurd and crazy story; she would have said anything so that she could escape from this house unscathed. Well she was messing with the wrong girl. There was no way I was stupid enough to fall for her silly little games.