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Chapter 8.

Y/N P.O.V

Mom was too lazy to haul the huge ball of bubble wrap and boxes up the stairs, so I did it myself.

While slowly packing everything, I was humming some of the Bob Marley Micheal sent me. What might he be doing now? I can't call him because my phone is dead..

"You think he actually wants to talk to you?"

What was that? It's like something just spoke to me.. I feel happy we are moving out, cause I ain't playin' with no demons.

"Stop acting like you can't hear me."

I drop the piece of clothing I am holding. I look around my room. I see a figure standing there.

"Who are you? I'm supposed to be with Micheal Mell.."

"Y-You..You are what Jeremy has...!" I shout.

"Duhhh. What else did you think was in that pancake?"

Part of me wants to scream. The other part of me wants to jump out of that window over there. I dash to the bathroom and bend down in front of the toilet. 

"There's no getting me out, sis."

I throw up. All of my breakfast disappears into the now brown toilet water.  I try my hardest to get every last bit on the pancake out of me, but nothing worked.  She was stuck with me. And i'm  assuming she is going to be there for a while.