Not What She Seems

Why.......Were You In My Dream?

**NOTE: The usual bolded text is to be un-bolded for this chapter for special purposes. Sorry for the inconvenience.**
"Okay, your turn." the woman said to the toddler. The woman closed her eyes while the child decided which hand she was going to put the plush she chose in. The child chose the lamb.
"Are you ready?" the woman asked.
"Mhm!" the child answered. The woman opened her eyes. The child stuck out both her hands, which were balled up in fists.
"I think it's in your left hand." the woman said, putting her hand over the child's left hand.
"Uh-uh." the child said, shaking her head no.
"The right?" the woman questioned. The child shook her head no again.
"Where is it then, sweetie?" the woman asked the child..
"Both plushes are in both hands." the child answered, opening up her hands to reveal ink drawings of both the lion and the lamb on her hands. The woman was shocked. Just like me. The woman thought.

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****Yavara
Fire. The whole building was on fire and I just sat there, crying. Not even trying to help stop the fire. I just sat there, crying like a little baby. I couldn't stop. My mind was completely focused on crying. Crying because the building is on fire. Crying because I saw people just as stuck as me. Crying because this woman who I loved dearly was unconscious. Why? Why do I love her dearly? She's a complete stranger to me. Why do I love her more than anything in the world? Maybe if I keep crying, someone could save her. Save us. But the whole building is filled with smoke. How would someone be able to save me if they can't see me?
"Ssh, don't cry. You're so beautiful, don't cry." the woman says, slipping into consciousness. Just as quickly as she came into consciousness, she slipped out of it. I hear coughs. All of a sudden, through the thick smoke, I spot a woman in front of the stairs. I cry louder. Maybe she'll hear me. Sure enough, she does. She rushes towards me and picks me up. In her hurry, claw marks hidden by her hair are revealed. Then, she picks up the woman.
  "Ssh, ssh. You're safe." the woman says, trying to soothe my crying. It works. Only a little, though. She goes around the place, picking up other people until her whole body is covered with people. She manages to get out of the building and give the people over to the ambulance. Then, she hands me to the ambulance along with this woman I love dearly. She tells the ambulance she's fine, but soon, she faints. My cries become louder than before. Why is everyone hurt? Is this woman and the other woman okay? Why is everyone scared?
  Why? Why......why am I in this dream?
  Then, I wake up. I look at the time on my phone and it reads 14:30. Good. It's only been ten minutes. I realize I fell asleep after I came upstairs to get my phone. All of a sudden, it hits me. The woman in my dream who saved me and the other woman.....she....looked a lot like mother. Then I realize the claw marks were three and similar in length. Just like mother's. The woman who saved us.....was mom? The other woman who I was attracted to, she looked a lot like mother in the dream too. Does that mean.....the woman was Mavaro? Wait a minute, the way mother tried to stop my crying....she tried to stop my crying by assuring me I was safe in a soothing voice, like how you would quiet a baby that was crying. Was I a baby? Was that dream real? Did it actually happen? These questions I take with me into the hallway. I hear everyone joking and laughing downstairs.
****Verlynn
We're joking and laughing as Yavara walks downstairs. I realize that she's been gone for what seems like almost an entire year doing something else.
"Where have you been?" I ask, curious.
"In my room." she answers. Relvin comes down the grand staircase right after Yavara does.
"And where have you been?" Ravamara asks.
"Busy." Relvin answers.
"Busy, huh? Yeah. You must've been real busy having a nice, romantic meal with Yavara." Gevora says jokingly. Yavara flicks her in the back of the head.
"You know it's true, Yavara." Gevora jokes again.
"Is not." Yavara denies, looking in the fridge for something to eat.
"UGH. Nothing to eat." Yavara complains. Yavara takes a seat by the island table. Then, Yavara's mother walks downstairs. She sighs.
"I don't even have to open the fridge to know there's nothing in it." she says. Oops. I stand corrected. It's her mother's identical twin.
"Man, Avarra is just trying to starve me. "she died by starvation" is not exactly what I want to hear at my funeral." her twin says, crouching down and leaning against the kitchen counter. She buried her head in her knees. Then, Yavara's mother came.
"There's no food in the fridge, sweetheart." Auntie Avarra's twin says, her voice muffled. Avarra still reaches for the fridge.
"I know what you're thinking, sweetheart. You can wish as hard as you want, but at the end of the day when you open that fridge there still won't be any food in it." she says again.
"Why are you such an—oh, oh OH! How could I of been so stupid!" Avarra exclaims.
"I know what you're thinking, go for it. He's right around the corner." Avarra's twin says, looking up at her.
"Fantastic." Avarra mutters. Who I assume is Yavara's father come around the corner and Avarra surprises him with a kiss on the cheek. I see her left hand quickly slip into his right pocket and come out in les than a second.
"What was that for?" he asks.
"For helping pick out an outfit, dummy. Armiah is trying to text you by the way." Avarra states in this soft, seductive voice.
"Really? How do you know?" Yavara's father asks again.
"She just texted me so." Avarra responds.
"Oh, the. Let me go see what she want then." he says, disappearing into a hallway. A few seconds late, Avarra peeks around a corner.
"He's gone. Perfect...." Avarra mutters.
"Why's that?" Yavara asks.
"Because....." Avarra answers, pulling out her husband's credit card.
"Dang, you did it so quietly I didn't even hear it." her sister adds.
"Yeah. I got better." Avarra says, looking around in the living room for something, then returns with her laptop.
"So, what're we gonna eat? McDonalds? Wendy's? Buffalo Wild Wings? Dominos? What're we doing." Avarra says, taking a seat on a spinning office chair and spinning around.
"I have no idea what I want to eat." Gevora states.
"Actually, you can choose, Mavaro. What'll be the first fast food food you eat since you came back?" Avarra says, putting her foot down to stop her chair from spinning anymore.
"Any food that'll make these dang hallucinations stop." Mavaro says with her head still buried in her knees.
"I think you should get help immediately if you're hallucinating." Avarra advises her.
"Nah, I'll be fine." Mavaro replies.
"What happened that you're hallucinating anyways." Avarra asks, snickering.
"Well, mom and dad wanna drag me on their adventures throughout Europe, so I snuck in to their bedroom and poured pepper juice in mother's soap and shook it so it mixed in with her soap." Mavaro says. Avarra bursts out laughing.
"Wait, first of all, where did you get pepper juice?" Avarra questions through bursts laughter.
"Frayke has a friend who juices stuff that just aren't meant to be juiced." Mavaro answers.
"Should I be concerned?" Avarra ponders.
"I don't really know, to be honest. I feel like we should be concerned but I'm not concerned because this is normal to me." Mavaro responds.
"You know what, I just don't even want to ask my second question. Continue." Avarra says.
"So, when she came to go take a shower, she used the soap and I guess when she was washing her face she rubbed it over her eyes on accident and it burned. By burned I mean like she couldn't even man. She was screaming because it was really hot, and I was laughing as she was screaming. It was a good laugh for about three hours before she started to get her vision back, and then she chased me a round with a knife and almost killed me, but it was totally worth the three cuts she gave me on my back and the £50 spent on pepper juice." Mavaro says, I could tell she was smiling while her head was buried in her knees. Avarra just bursts out laughing.
"You know what, I'd pay you £500 to see that happen again. Besides that, you literally have to be one of the dumbest people I've ever met in my entire life." Avarra says, wiping away a tear of laughing.
"Then, mom gave me the death stare. The "you're really going to die tonight" death stare. The "you might as well start writing your will" death stare. The "enjoy that bowl of Pop Secret kettle corn popcorn you have there, because that's the last time you'll ever eat anything." death stare. So, like two weeks went by and mom decided that she was sick and tired of me so she was going to leave me with you for me to cause you pain. Anyways, I was lying on my bed and I forgot something in mom's car—" Avarra cuts Mavaro off.
"Woah woah woah. Clearly you've been gone for too long. If mom gives you the ultimate death stare, the number one thing you should not do is leave anything and I mean anything within a 20 mile radius of her." Avarra states.
"Yeah....I know..." Mavaro says.
"I was drinking some quality champagne when I left to go get the new phone case I bought. So I went to mom's car in the garage and got my phone case and walked back into the kitchen and mom was acting all normal and was making Alfredo. I walked back in to my bedroom and went back to watching YouTube and drinking my champagne. Little did I know mom secretly went into my bedroom and poured a whole bunch of white ice in my drink and snuck back into the kitchen. My head started hurting later that day and then the next morning I was hallucinating. So, I've been hallucinating ever since and that was like, what....5 days ago." Mavaro states.
"Woah, that must've been a lot of white ice. Where did mom even get white ice?" Avarra asks.
"I don't even know where she gets half the stuff she has." Mavaro answers.
"Dang...now I feel bad for you. UGH. I was about to spike your drink, too." Avarra sighs.
"Please don't. I'm hallucinating, dizzy, and I feel like I'm about to throw up." Mavaro says, sadly.
"If you throw up—" Mavaro cuts Avarra off.
"I haven't ate anything today, just drank water. If I throw up, I'll throw up liquid, so it won't be that much of a mess to clean up." Mavaro responds.
"Feelings. Why did Rinold make me use them." Avarra says, sighing.
"Alright.....lets go stop your dizziness or whatever." Avarra says sadly.
"Nope. I can't. I just can't move. I lost all feeling in my legs three days ago." Mavaro says. Avarra sighs again.
"Fine, I'll just bring it to you then." Avarra says, sounding exhausted. She walks upstairs and disappears to her bedroom.
****Yavara
"Is she gone?" Mavaro asks.
"Yeah." Ravamara answers.
"Fantastic. You, what's your name again?" Mavaro says, snapping at Verlynn.
"Oh, right. Verlynn, give me her laptop." Mavaro commands.
"What's the magic word?" Verlynn asks annoyingly.
"Magic word. The magic word is hurry the f*** up and give me her d*** laptop before I make you go blind like your mother did to me." Mavaro commands.
"That's not even a word, that's a sentence, actually. Wait, blind?" Verlynn questions.
"Yes, blind. Your mother made me go blind." Mavaro repeats.
"But.......you said you were hallucinating." Verlynn questions.
"It was a lie. Avarra didn't call it out because she doesn't care enough to." Mavaro answers.
"But.....how did you know where I was sitting?" Verlynn ponders again, picking up my mother's laptop.
"Sound. I may be blind but my hearing is phenomenal. Your footsteps, I hear them, then they suddenly stop, indicating you sat down somewhere." Mavaro states, grabbing the laptop from Verlynn. She types in the PIN (Personal Identification Number) and adds a whole bunch of clothes to mother's shopping cart.
"Do you even know what you're adding?" Verlynn asks.
"Why do you ask so many dang questions? You're just as irritating as your mother." Mavaro snaps.
  "I'm just curious." Verlynn states, offended.
  "Curiosity kills the cat." Mavaro responds, looking uninterested.
  "What would happen if I told my mom you were treating me like a peasant?" Verlynn asks, clearly looking for a fight.
  "Yes, because if you were your mother, you'd totally believe it if your 17-year-old daughter walked up to you and told you that your dead sister was being rude to you. Sure. Go ahead." Mavaro says.
  "Dead?!" we all exclaim.
  "Mhm, she thinks I'm dead. And I'd like to keep it that way for a while. Until I see things......change." Mavaro states, putting a finger up to her lips to hush us. Change? What does she mean? Most importantly, why was this woman I just met in my dreams?