My bestfriend Diddy

Chapter 2.

"Hey mom" I greeted catching her attention. She was home early.

"Sweety, how was your day?" She asked as she walked up to me and kissed my cheek.

"Weird."

"What do you mean weird, is it because of that girl you asked me about earlier?" She asked and I immediately nodded. She sighed.

"Hun, don't worry about her, she's not gonna hurt you or anything." she assured as she rubbed my back.

"It's not that mom, I feel like I've known her forever yet I don't know where or when have I seen her." I said and before she could say a word I ran upstairs. I was so mad, mad at myself. How come I can't remember her? it was a bit early for me to sleep but I didn't have anything else to do so I just slept.

I woke up ti see myself in the kitchen, which was weird because I am not a sleepwalker. I scanned the room and didn't see my mom around.

"Mom?" I asked as I looked around.

"I'm here sweety." She said in a high pitch voice, it was so weird, so girly, so fake, so different. Her voice came from the basement. I walked in taking step by step, shaking. I was so scared, the basement had always scared me. I mean, it would scafe anyone who watch horror movies almost every day. I walked down the stairs and turned on the lights. I spotted a chair, an antique chair, it looked very old and damaged and there was a person sitting on it, the only thing was that it was facing the other way.

"M- mom?" I asked as I got near her. I walked around the chair to see her and her long black hair but she wasn't looking, she was looking at the ground and she seemed to be thinking but I'm not sure if she was.

"Mom?" I asked as I walked even closer.

"M-" I began but her sudden look made me fall. I screamed as I looked at the person on the chair, it wasn't my mom, it was, it was Diddy.

"What's wrong sweety?" she asked as she got up. "Diddy?" I whispered,  shocked with what I was seeying.

"No, it's mom. Say goodbye sweety." She said as she prepared to stab me with the knife she was holding.

I woke up screaming, sweaty, agitated, breathing heavily.

"It was all a dream, a really bad one." I whispered, looking around my room, making sure all of that was a dream.

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I walked into the classroom, late. I looked around the room as drops of sweat fell down my temple.

"G- goodmorning Mrs." I mumbled as I stood there shaking. I was still a little traumatized by the dream.

"Have a seat Mrs. Collins." she ordered as she pointed at my seat. behind Diddy. I stared at it for a little while and then at her. Her smirk making me worry. I walked towards my seat slowly, shaking, scared.

"Hello, Darcy." She greeted making me fake a smile. "D-Diddy." I said before sitting down.

That class went on and it felt like years before it finally ended and all I did was stare at the clock that stood next to the door. I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the classroom trying to avoid that girl. I know it was all a dream but it was a really bad one.

"Darcy, Darcy, wait up!" I heard someone shout as I changed my books. I looked up to see Ashton standing right next to me making me scream.

"Jesus, Ashton!" I yelled as I placed a hand in my chest to feel my heartbeat. He looked surprised. "What's wrong?" He asked and I just ignored. I began walking towards my next class to avoid Diddy but Ashton grabbed my arm.