Mirror Worlds

Secret Dystopian Series:

Mirror Worlds

Book 4

Chapter 1

The Voices

ξAirysξ

Sometimes I lie awake at night. I can't handle my own dreams. They're always nightmares, horrible, terrible nightmares. And I'm not the only one there. There's always him. I can't stand it. He always there, trying to imprison me in my own head. Why does he do this to me? Why can't he just go away? Why can't the voices in my head shut up? I don't want them there. I don't want to hear them anymore. I can't stand him. I just want to be at peace.

So I stare at the ceiling. It's one in the morning, and I can't get a grip. I feel so trapped in my own mind. I'm a prisoner in my own body, in my own mind. I'm caged in by my own thoughts, by my own emotions. I'm chained down by myself and him, and I long for a day when I'm free from this horrible existence. Why did I have to be born this way? Why did you have to stay and torment me, Antics?

I'm not trying to hurt you, Airys, said the voice in my head.

Yeah. Sure. You're not trying to hurt me. Then why are you? Why won't you just go away? Why won't you just leave me alone? I don't need you anymore, so why don't you just stop? You're not welcome anymore. I regret ever creating you.

Silence. He wouldn't reply. Why would he? He's a monster. He won't reply unless it makes him look good. He won't reply to questions that make what he's doing seem wrong. He doesn't want to leave, and so he won't.

I don't want to leave because you still need me.

Of course. That's what he always says. But I don't need you anymore. I have others now. I don't need your presence to feel like I'm not alone anymore. I have real friends now. So why won't you go away? Why can't you leave? I truly don't need you. The tears started to spring from my eyes. Why can't you just leave?! Why?!

No. You need me. You do. I know you have friends, but you need to be strong. And you're not. How can you protect your friends, let alone yourself, if you're can't even talk to me in your own head without treating me like an intruder, a parasite? That's why I won't leave.

Typical. Keep on making up these excuses. I'll just have to keep suffering because of you. I'm done talking to you for now.

I look at the clock. Five minutes have passed. I look over to Clone. He's fast asleep on the other side of the bed. I better be careful not to wake him. He's so peaceful looking when he sleeps. His face isn't crinkled and stressed, and his face is relaxed and calm. He looks so much younger when he sleeps.

I slide off the bed, letting my bare feet make soft tread on the hard metal floor. I try to be careful as my feet make the soft steps against the floor. I made my way to the bathroom across the hall, and I shut the door and let the water run. I only let a little nightlight stay on in the dark. I didn't want it to be too bright. As the water ran, I got a washcloth, and got it wet to wipe the cold sweat and tears from my face.

As I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but hate my own reflection. It didn't look like me. It always looked like him. He was always staring back at me in the mirror, making me dread even the most simple things. The reflection taunted me. He looked back at me like I was the prey, and he was the predator. The mirror showed me what others couldn't see. I saw him. I knew just how he looked. His teeth were sharp, his claws sharper, his hair in spikes, and his eyes like blackholes. He stared into me, into the deepest darkest parts of me to destroy me. And so he looked at me, taunting me. And I couldn't stand it.