An Angel's Kiss

Chapter 14

I nodded hesitantly. At that point, I thought that it would be the best thing for me to do: listen to someone who actually seemed to know what they were doing. She started playing with the duvet on my bed, silently.

I was just thinking. Thoughts were just swirling around in my head. I was really only wondering what she would tell me, and what it would have to do with the note. Something had told me that it was something that had to do with Sierra’s death. I ignored that feeling, not wanting to dwell too much on Sierra- or her death.

At this point I realized that we had been sitting there for a few moments, and Clarissa still had not said anything. The same went for Ramon. Ramon seemed to just be watching Clarissa, waiting to see what she would do next. I guess he wanted to wait for her to begin before he started to speak.

On the other hand, Clarissa was just sitting on my bed. Her hands were still absent mindedly playing with the duvet. It was quite obvious that her mind was a million miles away from Ramon and me. In fact, her expression told me that she was dreading to talk to me about it. And by it, I had absolutely no clue what that was.

Finally she sighed. A great big sigh that shook the bed that we were both resting upon. I stayed quiet. I knew that when she wanted to talk, she would.

“The man who killed your sister…What did he look like?” Her eyes were averted from my face. They were directed at the ground. I drew in a sharp breath. Now my eyes were pointed at the ground too. In the corner of my eye I could see Ramon and Clarissa both looking at me, but just barely.

“He was tall,” I barely managed to choke out. Relentlessly, I continued on. “I couldn’t see all of his face; there was a ski mask covering it. But what I could see was odd. He just didn’t look right. He didn’t look…human.”

As I said the last word realization struck me. I hadn’t known that people couldn’t be people than. And after I knew that all things weren’t necessarily human I had refused to think about Sierra’s murderer.

Clarissa watched me as understanding began to dawn on my face she placed her hand on my shoulder. It rested there for a moment as the tears began to fill my eyes. When they managed to finally clear up Ramon was gone. He had disappeared within the blink of an eye. Well, the blink of my eye.

Clarissa’s eyes filled with pain and understanding for me. I acknowledged it but only for a second.  She patted my hands, which were now twined together in my lap, condescendingly before finally saying, “I think maybe we should discuss this tomorrow when you’re feeling up to it.”

I nodded flatly.

In a few seconds, she was gone too. I lay down and pulled the covers over me, trying to fall asleep as quickly as possible. I didn’t want to think too much about the things that had happened today. It would ruin my already fragile façade.

The second my head hit the pillow my eyes fluttered shut as well. Unfortunately for me, reality would always be much better than my dreams.

I was standing. No; now I was walking. Except I wasn’t controlling what I was doing. I tried to stop my muscles, to make myself stop walking. It didn’t work.

Moaning in defeat, I glanced up at the person angel ghost thing that I seemed to be walking toward. I had to stifle a gasp of shock, even though I was fairly sure that nobody would have heard it anyways. I was also sure that I was going to be yet another spectator in my dreams, and I was quickly getting used to it. That bothered me.

“What news to you have to tell me about her?” Once again, I had to stifle my gasp of shock once the loud voice reverberated all throughout the room that we were standing in. It sounded exactly like the one at the river had earlier.

“She is weakening. I can almost feel her crumbling.”

I was talking, but at the same time I wasn’t talking. It was my voice, but it wasn’t my voice. I couldn’t control anything that I was doing, and there was only one person whose mind would seem as similar as my own was to me. There was only one person whose voice was that close to mine.

There was no other option.

I was encased and caught within Sierra’s body.

 I was prisoner in my own twin’s body.

And there was absolutely nothing that I could do about that.

I shot upright in my bed, heart pounding as per usual. It was 3:53 in the morning, only five hours after Clarissa and Ramon had both left.

And honestly, I had the sneaking suspicion that this dream had something to do with what Clarissa wanted to talk to me about. I couldn’t imagine what would ever posses Sierra to trap me in her body, or even to succumb to that man’s creatures whims without being coerced. And what on earth could ever make her write a note, threatening me?

I wanted to believe that it was all a dream; that I was imagining it, but that wasn’t true. I knew that. The way that people had reacted was right; they had all said and done what I had come to expect them to do.

I just didn’t know why any of this was happening to me.

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