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Willow took a deep breathe and tried to stop herself from getting too angry. "I'm guessing that's a rhetorical question as you've already seen me walk before. Unless you're not that observant, of course."
Willow took a deep breathe and tried to stop herself from getting too angry. "I'm guessing that's a rhetorical question as you've already seen me walk before. Unless you're not that observant, of course."
Ah, so she's that type of person. Cade adjusted his position. "Why do you keep falling then?"
Willow brought her hands to her face, covering her eyes, "It's not something I want to talk about." she removed her hands and wiped away a stray tear, breathing heavily.
No more crying girls today… Cade nodded at her. "Then I won't talk about it." He leaned back against the wall and shut his eyes.
Willow nodded, dropping more flowers, and she sighed, picking them up and throwing them into the air, only to catch them again.
Nonononononononono. The walls were bleeding. Thick blood oozed out of the walls and dripped onto the floor. The metallic smell of blood hit Willow's nose and the boy leaning on the wall was covered in blood. Willow closed her eyes and counted to ten. Not now, go away, not now, go away. When she reached ten, the blood was still there, filling up the room. It's all fake. Just in my imagination. She closed her eyes again, praying, please stop.
Harper stood up. "I'll be right back." Then she walked out of the room into the one where Cade and Willow were, each step being trailed by ice. "I knew you were listening Cade." She said, trying to calm herself down. She walked into her room and grabbed a small box, then walked back out.
Cade shrugged. "Did you expect me not to?" He asked as she returned.
They were so calm, talking and being normal people. Not crazy. Willow got up and made her way to the door, feet dragging through the blood. It's not real.
( God, I missed a lot. What happened? )
Harper looked at Willow. "Hey. You okay?" She said gently, as if talking to a scared animal.
Willow nodded, keeping her eyes on the girl's bloodstained face, "Fine. Peachy."
Harper shook her head gently. "I've seen this before. Hallucinations?" She asked knowingly.
Willow drew in a sharp breath, "I wish they were just hallucinations." she reached out and wiped the blood from the girls cheek and drew a thin line of blood across her own face, visible to the real eye. "They're fake, but they're real."
Harper took a sharp breath. "So…….then it's kind of like your eyes can see into two different plains of reality?" She asked, sitting down in front of Willow.
"Not sure." Willow pulled up her sleeves, showing burns and scars, "They affect me. Just me." she sat down, "But sometimes it doesn't. Right now, I'm covered in blood and so are you and everything in this room." Willow pointed at her face, "I'm covered in blood, but you can only see this, right?"
Harper nodded. "How long has it been like this?"
"A long time."
Harper had no idea how to reply. She didn't want to make Willow feel awkward either.
Quinn sat in a chair, dropping different flower petals on the ground. She flicked her wrist and they stopped in midair, rewinding and appearing back into the palm of her hand. Her father's watch was placed next to her carefully, it's ticking the only sound.
(Uh… good morning.)
Cade listened in on Willow and Harper's conversation, a little freaked out.
Chelsea saw this happen before, she was friends with Willow for quite a while. She knew how terrible it was, how twisted and haunted. But Chelsea continued counting coins, as her face became more stern.
She listened to Willow, continuing to rewind when the petal fell. It sounded horrible, but Quinn didn't know if she could do anything for her.
Willow stood up and blinked twice. The blood was gone, except for the line of blood she'd drawn on her own face. "I heard there was a ball. I'm not going in a blouse, am I?"
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