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“Call her yourself,” I bite back, feeling angry. “Isn’t she at the hospital?”
My head is pounding, my wave of energy is fading. Fuck.
“Honey, what do you remember about that time. The time you were assaulted and the years that followed?”
“Why?”
“Just tell me, I never listened because it was too painful, I put my own feelings before yours. I just want to know. What happened? What do you remember?” He stays calm, still smiling gently, his eyes wary and on me.
I let memories wash over me. “I got sick…” I blink rapidly, my head is throbbing. “Why do we have to do this?”
“Please, for me, for Nokosi, so he understands.”
I lower the gun slightly. “I got sick. I wanted to enjoy what was left of my life. So I… umm… I partied and then we were raped.” He flinches, so does Nok, so do I. It’s still painful to think about, even now. “And I spiraled, I wasn’t myself anymore, nobody was. And then… I killed them and we moved and nobody knew. Nobody, not Lilith, not you, or Mom.”
“Lilith didn’t know you killed them?”
“No,” I whisper. “She found out in umm… I don’t know… my head hurts.”
“That’s okay,” Dad whispers, putting his finger to his ear and scratching it. He seems to whisper to himself, “Not yet.” Who is he talking to? “When did she find out?”
“I don’t know,” I cry, feeling my throat constrict and burn as bile forces its way back up. “Vegas.”
“Right.” Dad looks excited now. “And when was Vegas?”
I shake my head and almost drop to my knees as more pain thumps under my skull. “I don’t fucking know.”
“Think. What school did you go to last, who was your last victim?”
“I DON’T KNOW!” I scream, pointing the gun at him again. “STOP! STOP MAKING ME THINK!”
“Why don’t you want to think? Tell me? Why can’t you figure out your memories? Is it because you’re trying to place pieces that were never there?”
“What?” My hand is trembling, my teeth are chattering.
“When was Vegas?” Nokosi asks me gently. “When did you kill your last victim?”
“Maybe November?”
“Yes,” Dad pushes, “and what happened in Vegas, sweetie? What happened in Vegas?”
I grip my temples with the heels of my hands, gun still gripped tight.
I can see my sister flashing in my vision. She’s doing something, she’s stabbing somebody in the stomach but no… that’s not right that was me. I did that.
“I killed him… but Lilith killed him… but she hasn’t had brown hair in so long… who is that? Did I do that?” I look at my father. “Daddy… I don’t understand what’s going on.” A sob tears its way up my throat. “My head hurts.”
“You’re sick, baby, you’re very very sick and it’s not your fault. None of it is your fault.”
My hands are squeezing her throat. I’m choking her. But I love her.
“I didn’t kill my sister!” I screech, falling to my knees now. “I didn’t kill her. I wouldn’t do that. I loved her.”
“Your sister was beyond help, Lilith.”
“NO! I’m Willow.”
“No, you’re not,” Dad says, sinking to his knees in front of me. “You’re not Willow, you’re Lilith.”
“What the fuck?” Nokosi breathes, stepping back away from us both.
Dad reaches up, cupping my cheek, and then he rips my hair from my head forcing me to almost fall to the side.
“NO!” I scream and hit my dad around the face with the gun, he falls and the gun leaves my hand, landing on the floor by the brown wig.
I scramble for it but so does Nok. I’m faster, I grasp it and put the barrel against his forehead. The safety is off.
My hand goes to my head. I should have nothing but a layer of wispy hair and scalp but instead I find a knot of hair at the base of my skull. I pull it free and let the pink hair hang over my shoulder.
“What’s happening?” I cry, tugging on the hair to make sure it’s real.
“Lilith?” Nokosi breathes, his face a mask of devastation.
“This is all your fault,” I hiss at him. “If Lilith hadn’t fucking fallen for you, you’d be dead already and we’d be gone.”
“No, he wouldn’t be,” my dad yells, nursing the bleeding gash on his head with his dark sleeve. “Because you didn’t kill those people, Lilith. Willow did.”
“I AM WILLOW!” I remove the silencer and shoot at the ceiling to frighten them but all it does is make my ears ring and make me see things that didn’t happen.
Lilith
I climb from my bed, feeling lethargic and weak. I don’t remember how I got here or how many pills I popped this time. My head is spinning.
I check my phone, but I have no messages… but then… my phone fades. What the fuck? I better not be in another nightmare again.
“I AM WILLOW!” Somebody yells and it echoes around my room.
