FINDING S A R A H

Chapter 7

I didn't know what to do or think, looking at Sarah just made me shiver all over. And thinking of what she has planed for me, crossing the other side. Will I perish along with her, or will I just die? I had no answers to my foolish questions. Sarah looked sad, thinking I don't wanna go with her. To be completely honest, would you follow a dead girl into hell, or whatever she's talking about? She put her ghostly hand up to my face. She searched my eyes for something. I don't exactly know what she was thinking, she was completely delusional.

"Issac, you still look just as beautiful as the day I met you. I've always loved your silver eyes. So rare, they make all other eye colors fail to impress me, how your hair was also so clean and darker than than the night sky, that lays upon us on this very night. I wish I hadn't gone out this way. We could've been together, but now we can once I kill your friends and my sister. If I can't have you living...NO ONE CAN!"

Her eyes turned from a bright blue, to a black. The black soon consumed her, I take a couple of shaky steps back from her. I backed into Viola and Michael. We watched as the black goo like substance, wrapped around her like wrapping paper on a present around Christmas. Her eyes turned red, her hair was as black as tar. Everything about her turned into pure evil. We all huddled around each other, in fear this will be our last night alive. I shut my eyes tightly, I hear Sarah screech and run towards something. What was that?! I open my eyes to see Sam dead, blood was pouring from his neck, she stabbed his neck about five times, he wasn't moving. He looked limp, his head faced mine. All of us were in shock of what just happened, Michael was questioning himself. Viola held onto Micheal's arm tightly. And I stood there in front of them like a wall barricading them from her.

"Now it's your, turn..."

"Oh god, VIOLA, ISSAC RUN NOW!"

Michael shoves Viola and I to the side, and approaches Sarah, in Anger with a clouded mind. He tries to punch her. He goes right through her her stomach,we heard him scream in pain. He took his hand out of her stomach, and his skin was decaying. You could see his bone, and his flesh decaying slowly. Michael fell to the ground in pain, Sarah hovered over him. And stabs him in the chest. He starts coughing, and slowly dying, Viola screams and Burries her head into my chest for comfort.

"WHY MICHEAL, HOW COULD HE BE SO STUPID."

Sarah looks at her in jealousy, and Viola puts her head up to face her. They look at each other for a bit. Viola clenched her fist in anger, her once innocent brown eyes, have now seen the death of someone she cared about. Everything about her grew dark, she moved her messy brown hair out of her face.

"You Bitch."

"Ooo, someone's gotten all tough."

"QUIET YOU DEMON BITCH, IF YOU WANT ISSAC WHY GO TO THESE LENGTHS, YOU'VE KILLED HIS BEST FRIEND AND MINE AS WELL. YOU ARE GOING TO PAY FOR ALL YOUVE DONE."

"oh dear sister, I've already paid my dues. I've killed enough, my beloved Issac is mine, and mine alone. And to see you put your hands on him. That..makes me quiet..angry."

"OH BOO HOO YOU HAVE FEELINGS, YOU ARE A COMPLETE PSYCHO. BOYS FALL AT YOUR FEET, BUT YOU WANT ISSAC. ALL YOU DO IS OBESS OVER HIM, EVEN BEFORE YOU DIED YOU WERE OBSESSED. YOU USED MAX FOR GAME, THEN KILLED HIM. AND NO ONE KNEW IT WAS YOU. ALL THE PICTURES IN THE BASEMENT, THE LETTERS, THE POEMS ABOUT HIM. AND THIS FANTASY OF HOW YOU...want him..."

Viola was stopped by Sarah stabbing her, the weird thing about the object she was using to stab all three of them with was, a box cutter. Why a box cutter? I watched Viola's lifeless body bleed out, Sarah closes her lids as if she's putting her to rest in a peaceful manor.

"Now dear Issac, you must choose me. Not my ugly sister, or your dumb friends. Choose me dear, I love you so much. I'd do anything for you, even kill you to make you mine forever."

I couldn't speak, I was to afraid. My heart was pounding out my chest. I started to sweat, my breathing was sharp. My head began to hurt, fuck I forgot I didn't take my meds, no wonder I'm on the verge of panic. Sarah put the box cutter up to my neck.

"Now you will be mine, forever..goodbye Issac..I will see you..very very soon."

I was about to be stabbed, until everything was cut off by the sound of my alarm going off. woke up sweating and panting, I touched my face and neck making sure I was only dreaming. Please god let it just be a dream, I hate these hallucinations. I look around the room, the walls were white. I looked to my left to see my desk with my sketchbook on it and my lamp, my bookshelf ahead of me next to my main door, to the left my closet door was there. Okay so it was a dream, but out of the corner of my eye next to my dresser. I see Micheal standing there leaning on my dresser as if nothing happened to him earlier in my dream.

"Micheal is that you?"

He was quiet, I heard footsteps on the stairs I faced the door to my room. My mom came in with some water and my medication, she was clam. She use to panic when I'd have my bad dreams or major hallucinations. Micheal was one of my hallucinations, he was some weird kid I made up. He was tall, dark brown hair, green eyes. And fairly tan skin. He liked wearing chains on his faded black jeans and wore black leather converse and a black leather jacket. He loved the color black, my mom tried to snap me out of my fantasy.

"You see him again don't you."

"Yes mother I do, why do I see him and the others. Sam, Sarah, and Viola."

"Well, your head isn't all there dear. Your head is more focused on what is fake, than what is real. Micheal id say from the way you describe him symbolizes some kind of pain you can't escape or anger. Sarah maybe your inner peace but in that peace their is destruction, Viola could be some kinda of strength, Sam is your fear. That's how I would say it is. Since most of the time when you see Sam or talk to Sam you try to help him get over his fears just as one example."

"I guess so."

"Sweetie don't forget to take your meds, I set one down for you on your nightstand as well a cup of water. Breakfast will be ready soon, I love you."

"Love you too mom."

My mom closed the door behind her, I took my pill along with drinking the water. I held the cup in my hand and sighed, Why do I have to live this way? I put the cup down on my nightstand and walk past Micheal, I sat at my desk and looked through my sketch book. Their were many drawings of Viola, Sarah, Micheal, and my personal favorite Sam. Sam has always been my best drawing, he was just a short little kid, with blonde curly hair, and dark brown eyes. Always had a smile, his posture was always anxious looking. Viola was my second favorite, she has dark long brown hair, dark brown eyes, she was skinny but not as tall as Micheal. She was always smiling as well, she had an adorable smile. She mostly wore purple, blue, or her favorite color green. She was the polar opposite from Sarah. My third favorite who I already explained was Micheal, I saw him more than the others. I smiled then turned the page, my smile faded once I saw my least favorite. A character I wish my schizophrenia, or even my sane mind had created. The yandare known as Sarah...she reminded me of the girl I watched in an anime, she'd kill people for her "diary of love". However Sarah just killed when she wanted to, even if it ment I had to die. I've had many dreams, of Sarah trying to kill me but she never came close. She's only killed the other three, Maybe it's because. It's only in my head, even if my head can be stronger than me at times. I still have a will to fight to find my sanity, I look to the left of me on my desk was a...box cutter? A note was attached:
        
              I'm still waiting for you...
                                Love Sarah

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