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“Am I next?” he asks quietly. “After Yan, is it my turn?”
“Don’t give me a reason.” I turn around. “Tell me when he wakes up.”
“You know,” he speaks from behind me. “As much as you hated your parents, you’re a replica of them.”
I’m not under the implication to answer him, so I don’t as I click the door shut behind me.
A replica of them.
Possibly.
After all, monsters can only birth monsters.
28
Winter
Ican’t do this anymore.
I justcan’t.
Today, I woke up sweating and in tears. My whole body was shaking so hard that I scared Jeremy when he came into my room.
Sometimes, I don’t remember my nightmares, but I recall this one. I recall how Adrian was fucking me on the bed, my arms and legs looped around him as Lia barged through the door with a knife. However, this time, no shadow saved me from her as she slit my throat.
Adrian didn’t look at me twice when she was in the room. As I was clutching my bleeding neck, he pulled out of me and went to her.
He hugged her from the front in a way that he’s never hugged me. He breathed in her scent and kissed her temples.
“I’ve missed you, Lenochka,” he whispered to her while she was holding the bloodied knife that slit my throat.
“You’re finally home,” he murmured between kisses to her cheek, her mouth, and her throat as I lay there, gurgling, thrashing,crying.
Help!I screamed in my head.Adrian, help me!
He didn’t.
All of his attention was on Lia, on her face, her cheeks, her throat, her mouth. She looked at me, though. Her eyes met my identical ones, and she smirked as she hugged Adrian back and mouthed, “Mine.”
That’s when I died.
But then I was shoved into another nightmare, where a man wrapped his hand around mine and forced me to pull the trigger. Blood covered my skin as I shrieked at the top of my lungs.
Then it was over.
Jeremy was the one trying to wake me, standing by my bed, holding one of his toy soldiers. He jerked back when I startled into a sitting position.
He’s now standing near the dresser, his face pale and his lips trembling. “Are you a ghost, Mommy?”
My breathing immediately calms and a different type of worry takes over me. Jeremy seems like he’s scared of me and that hurts more than I like to admit.
I extend a hand toward him. “I’m so sorry, Jer. Mommy just had a nightmare. It’s over now.”
“Really?” he doesn’t seem convinced, even as he stares at my hand.
“Really.”
“You’re not gonna be Ghost Mommy?”
