horror stories for teens

Enough: Poppy part 8

Everyone was shocked, but held a different expression. 

The Boy: Crying his eyes out

The woman: Holding onto Poppy's leg with suffering in her eyes

Poppy: looked broken

And I: ...looked dead.

I fell to the ground after running in front of the shot- the ringing intensified. I felt my body going numb, and my chest burning, "Lina!" I was laid on my back, looking up at Poppy who was screaming at me not to pass out. She had dropped the gun in shock, but the woman from before had picked it up and was screaming at Poppy to leave. I was blacking out; I held up my arm and when I looked at it, this strange red liquid covered my fingertips. 

It felt like everything would just end there. but when I had closed my eyes, drifting off, I heard whispering. 'maybe i'm dreaming...or am I dead?'

"neither my child."

I opened my eyes and found I was now in a black void. Everything was dark, and I was alone. "H-hello!" I stood up and yelled out, but no one could hear me... except for him...

"You would have made a great puppet. But you have to much heart." A voice echoed through my head. I shot around to face where the voice had come from, and there stood that faceless man in his suit. I suddenly froze, and his had reached up caressing my check. "What do you want with me?" I yelled in anger swatting his claw hand away. His 'face' folded like he was smiling, "Oh young one, I just want you to realize what you are capable of. You're heart is getting in the way of your potential." The creature glitched out for a moment, and in the second he was covered in blood, but when he glitched back- he simply stood in place like a gentleman. "What do you mean?" I backed away, obviously afraid. "well..." his tone changed, voice sounding deeper than before, "how about I show you?"

I felt myself shiver. All I did was shut my eyes, then when they opened I was back in the bedroom at that party. But I wasn't myself. I was like a ghost- unable to interact as I found another me, on the bed. This other me looked broken, sitting on the edge of the bed with crossed arms more for comfort. I didn't know I looked that sad. I was swinging forward and back slightly, humming to a melody I didn't recall knowing. This didn't remind me of what went down at the party? I was quite calm till Poppy walked in-

And literally on cue, Poppy knocked, simply opening the door after. She looked beautiful- fair skin, the blond hair she had curled for the party. "it's gonna be ok" I heard her slightly whisper. She smoothly walked up to me.

I stood.

We looked at each other.

then she hugged me.

but then something changed. 

There was something held in Poppy's hand she had on my back. A knife. 

The tip of it slid silently up my spine giving this me a chill. but I didn't remember this happening. The knife leveled itself with my back, so my heart would be stabbed through. But before the blow, I snuggled myself into Poppy's shoulder and smiled; The other left facing the wall. "Hey Poppy..." I whispered tickling her skin. She softened up to the hug but held up the knife ready to end me. "yes Lina?~" she chimed but didn't smile. This me who couldn't see it probably thought she was smiling though. "I really love you... like 'Really' Love You..." I looked ready to pass out from exhaustion. Poppy began to tear up and dropped the knife which confused both versions of me. I happened to turn to see what was dropped, and when I see the knife, I turned and pushed Poppy off me "The fuck do you have a knife here for?" I looked frightened, but Poppy was a mess, "I just can't do it- I don't care if killing you will stop him... I just can't do it..." Poppy fell to her knees crying, "Kill me!? You were planning to kill me!?" I snapped, but didn't hit anything, "H-he wants to use you Lina... If I killed you he wouldn't be able to use you but..." Poppy flinched when I reached over and threw a bedside lamp into the wall. This was completely unlike me.

"Lina He-he's trying to control you- it's the anger-"

We snapped at each other till the ringing began. The static filled the room and both mes fell to the ground in pain. The faceless man appeared in the window- flashing a shadow from under the bed- showing up in the mirror hung up on the wall. He was everywhere. "You Belong To Me." The voice chanted and my non-ghostly self stood up, then began throwing everything. I kept throwing and pushing Poppy off me when she went for me till I picked up the knife. "Lina please, know what you're doing." Poppy tried to negotiation, but I started to laugh. "I'll do what I want." 

"please this isn't you- I can make this better- I can help you-"

"Says the one who was going to kill me with this exact knife."

Poppy's expression fell, "I never wanted to kill you- I don't want you hurt- I love you to much-" I threw a pillow cutting her off. under the pillow was a weird box, when I opened it, there was a gun inside. "Lina no." Poppy tried restraining me but I had a new sudden strength. "Don't Touch Me!" I yelled loud enough for people to start knocking on the door. 

'do it.'

'do it.'

'do it.'

"Please No!" I yelled at myself but I was unheard. When I opened the door a familiar face was there. "Lina I heard you yell. Are the football players after you ? i'll kick their quarter back asses!" Jasmine walked into the room a bit drunk. "Jasmine get out of here- leave this party before-" The transe the 'posessed me' was in broke for a moment, but rebuilt itself even stronger, "before I beat your face in so bad your mother won't even recognize you~" Jasmine turned, "What the fu-" 

((To Be Continued~~~~))

((Yea I'm Really Sorry But School Is In My Way, Excuse- Excuse- All That Stuff- But More Is To Come. But Warning The next Part (part 9) Is Very Messed Up And... Bloody. ))