Chapter 13: Hey...

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Zaira pov:
" Wakey Wakey darling." A sickly sweet voice cooed at me.

I know that voice....

My eyes snap open. There she was sitting criss cross applesauce on my floor going though pictures. I scoot back away from her as far as I could till my back hit a wall behind me. My eyes were wide and alert for any dangers.

Lilly smiled, " I wouldn't ever harm you Z. Don't be afraid of me." She said with a smile.

I shook my head, " N-no..... Your not real."

She laughs and stands up, " Oh Zaira, you've gotten really dumb. Of course I'm real."

She walked around my room while I sat far away in a corner. Her eyes held pure joy as she observed my room. She looked over at me, " Your style hasn't changed none."

I say nothing.

She sighs loudly, " Y'know normally there are two people in a conversation. I mean friends talk to each other, but it seems your want to be uncivil."

I look up at her as she admires me picture board. I saw her lips tug downwards as she looked it over.
" I see you've taken down all of our pictures. You knew your away around a camera."

My face went red in anger, " WHY ARE YOU HERE LILLIAN!" I screamed.
She rolled her eyes and looked at me.

" Keep your tone down. Its 5:00 in the morning. Mister Condor always sleeps till 6:30." She said in a voice that sounded to much like when she was normal.
It hit too close to home for me.

She was always good with time. Somehow she always made sure I was on time to everything.

I look up at her again. I bite my tounge as I stare at her.

" Why......Are......You.....Here
.........Lillian." I slowly spit out. Anger seeping though my words in every way.

Sadness laces her eyes as she looks at me. She shaked her head an sits on my bed.
" I wanted to see you."

My fist clenched tight as I gaze at her in fury, " That's not good enough.....I want you to leave."

She runs a hand though her long brown hair with a smile. " Z......they're all right."

I freeze and stare at her.

There was no way she was talking about......them. I shake my head back and forth. " Liar...." I whisper.

Lillian raised her eyebrow. " Liar? Zaira I'm not lying to you!" She persisted with hurt in her voice.
I let out a dry laugh. " Lilly I burned there bodies. I burried them. I had a funeral for them. THEY ARE DEAD!" I screamed.

Lilly watched me, shaking her head as she listend to me. " No you didn't. And no they aren't."

I raise my eyebrow, " What do you mean Lilly?.......... Lillian what do you mean?"

She looked at me. " I never killed anyone."

I let out a roar of laughter. " Yeah sure! I remember that night vividly. I remember you covered in blood. I remember I remeber Johnny's and Endons bodies splayed out in there rooms drenched in there own bloods. Along with all the other children we lived with." By now I looked hysterical. My eyes were puffy, even though I hadn't shed a tear. The circles under my eyes had increased, and my anger was bumped up ten×.

She looked at me and shook her head. " I had Johnny to help me. I had him change your memories."

My eyes widen. I shake my head no.

" Y.......your lying.....h-h-he wouldn't do that to me."

Lilly smiled sadly, " He had no choice Zai.....we all had to protect you."

I grabbed my head, " W-what are you talking about!?"

Her head turned towards my closet.







" Johnny Boy.......Come on out."

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