Decayed

Mave starred into the mirror with boiling eyes of rage. The darkness in her reflection spoke back to her "You gonna take that?" It teased.

"They're my friends." Mave shouted into the mirror, "then where are they?" Said the demon. It slowly whispers something to Mave; her face began to peel and with a crick of her neck, there it was.

The real Mave, A rotten, decaying hexenbiest.
"I will snap every single bone in their fragile bodies" she intimidated as her teeth clamp with every word and her skin twitches.

Suddenly Makayla burst through the bathroom doors with anger, "you're dead u little bitch" she said.
A glimpse in the mirror and Makayla stepped back, the doors were now tightly shut.

Mave turned around to face Makayla, pale and sweating with fear.

"You're gonna regret messing with me."