Memories

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Penny's POV //

I was waiting behind the door to the living room, listening in on Matt's conversation. He was Skyping with his girlfriend, Krystal. An hour of cheesy pick-up-lines had past. "Hey, are you from hell? 'Cause you're smokin'!" He said. Oh, that's cheesy, I thought.

He'd ended the skype call an hour later. "Just as Lucas said.. Listen in on Matt's conversation.. Frame him.. Make him the bad one.. Make Hazel believe Matt, Arin and Bristol are her enemies.." I mumbled to myself. "Uh.. Are you looking for something?" Arin's words cut through my thoughts and I jumped.

Arin's POV //

"Uh.. Are you looking for something?" I questioned Penny. See seemed to jump, my words must of startled her. "No.. Uh..." She replied. "Then why are you just standing here?" I questioned. "Daydreaming about sexual things with Hazel? Yea? Hun, she's way outta your league." I remarked. "Oh, your giving relationship advice? Give yourself it love." Penny scowled.

Bristol's POV //

I heard mumbles from the hallway. Whatever's up, Penny's pissed. I roamed out into the hallway and wrapped my arms around Arin. He's a lot taller than me, I was on my tiptoes, just being able to rest my chin on his shoulder. "What's up you guys? I spoke as Arin began to hug my arms, lovingly. "Your boyfriend is giving me relationship advice." Penny said, with total bitterness. I sighed. "Penny, Hazel doesn't want your dead beat ass, okay? Okay. We've talked about this. You lied to her about getting a job. You fucking increased her paranoia and trust issues in a negative way." I snarled.

Penny rode off into the living room, and sat herself down on the couch in a temper. She turned to me and scolded me with her eyes.

Arin's POV //

"Baabbbyyyy, come back to bed~ It's only 7:21 AM." Daisy suggested. I took up his offer and he took me by the hand and we trudged into his room.

Hazel's POV //

I haven't slept for a week. He's been whispering to me. As has she. She who I chose to ignore. They're whispering, constantly. Corrupting my dreams, turning them into nightmares. Corrupting my thoughts. His voice pierces threw my thoughts. He sounds like Luke. But, at this point.. I believe I'm imagining it.

I swung my legs around off my bed and placed my feet firmly on the floor. I shut my eyes as the scene of Pharoah pushing me put into the road, in front of a car replayed in my mind. Like I was being forced to watch the gruesome bits of a horror movie over, and over and over again. Like my head was being held in place to stop me from moving.

I shuddered. I'd never got past the part of Pharoah pushing me into the road. But now, my memories allowed it. My memories allowed me to see a tall slender figure towering over me. Luke. He'd bent down and picked me up. It won't stop. His voice is now cutting into my memories, Forget about it Hazel. It never happened..

I stood up and roamed over to my desk, slamming the palms of my hands down on the wood. "Make him stop!" I yelled. I was huddled up in the corner of my room by the time Bristol had entered seconds later.

Bristol's POV //

Penny was frustrated. She slammed her hand into few of the piano keys. "Bristol, Hazel will be mine. I don't care what you say." Penny insisted. Matt looked at me in concern and Arin sighed, resting his hand upon my shoulder. "Make him stop!" Had cut through all of our thoughts. Penny jolted to the hallway. "Sit down!" I scolded. Reluctantly, Penny backed away from the door.

Entering Hazel's room I began to notice the pages on the wall, covered in messey scribbles of hand writing. But, I jolted to her, she was huddled up into a ball in the corner of her room. Dry tears covering her cheeks. I knelt beside her. "Hey, what's up?" I said, quietly. "They're speaking to me.." Hazel mumbled. "Who're they?" I asked, curiously.

Hazel's POV //

"Who're they?" Bristol asked. "...Luke and Penny.." I spoke with caution. Hearing their names aloud made me uncomfortable and even more terrified. Bristol looked shocked. He looked at me like I was insane.

Matt's POV //

I was sat on one of the bar stools near the kitchen counter. I had a clear view of the living room from where I was sat. Arin and Penny were sort of arguing. "Arin don't make me hit you." Penny threatened with a voice that made her sound inhumane. Demon like.

I was staring at the kitchen counter. When I heard the contact of a slap I practically tumbled off of the stool to stand in the living room, properly. The first thing I noticed was the bitter look on Penny's face and the red mark that seemed to redden every second on Arin's cheek. Penny now looked content and happy with what she'd done. I came to realise the mark on Arin's face was already bruising slightly.

Penny broke the silence with words that made a chill roll down my spine: "Self defence, love." She giggled bitterly. The anger on Arin's face made me feel like he wanted to rip Penny's head clean off. He placed his hand upon his somewhat bruised cheek, "I don't hit girls." He spoke the words Penny didn't want to here. She wanted the satisfaction of blaming him for her sick actions.

20:00PM

Penny's POV //

Earlier, Bristol had scolded me for my actions; I didn't care. I sat upon the couch, viewing Hazel in front of me. She was sat at the piano. If I can't have her, no one can have her, I thought. "I'm not here for your entertainment!" Hazel sang, contently pressing each key with concentration. My eyes darkened. If I'm not careful, they'll be pure black or red.

They continued to darken. I stood up and placed myself behind Hazel. I wrapped my arms around her neck, lovingly. "Princess." I smiled, deviously. I felt Hazel tense up in my arms. The tension made me feel more insane. Doesn't she love me?

Bristol's POV //

Stupid bitch, I thought. I was knelt in the doorway of my room. I had a clear shot into the living room, I'm just about ready to throw this throwing knife into the back of that bitches head. Matt told me Penny's possibly a demon. He sensed it. Now or never, I thought. I threw it. Penny turned her head instantly, catching it, by the blade. The first thing I noticed was her pure black eyes.. She gently dropped the throwing knife onto the floor and kicked it across the carpeted floor and under the sofa.

Bitch! I groaned inside my head. Suddenly, Matt was in front of me. "Don't kill Penny. She may be our only lead on Luke." He mumbled before placing his index finger against his lips, like he was telling me to shush.

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