Lilah's POV
Jesus, there's not a day I can't look pretty. I say frustrated looking at my piercing light brown eyes facing the mirror, jumping in the shower after wasted minutes staring at nothingness. I pull back my silky brunette hair to reveal a fine, radiant face. There are several moles I have engraved. I have two around my face. One of them lies below my eye centered on the top of my cheekbone. Which I love and another one centered on my jawline. Walking out my room I head to the kitchen, finding myself to a plate of breakfast on the table next to a note: hey baby I hope you have a good day at work- love mom.
I Look at the note my mom left me and back to my plate. Damn it, mom, I quickly grab a cup of coffee next to a long chestnut cabinet and pour it inside my thermal to take it with me. I quickly check to see if I'm not leaving anything behind and I'm running out the door.
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I'm watching you, A strange voice said inside my head. And that was the first weird response I've gotten.
I finally arrive at this dump of a job. Welcome to my living hell, "Macy's". Don't get me wrong there's nothing wrong with my job. Just that the assistant manager is a bitch. I'm the stocker of the place so I have to be in the back with no AC. I struggle to put the key and finally it opens, letting the cold breeze filter my loose pieces of hair. And unfortunately, there's no one here except the assistant manager Karen.
She postures her shoulders and her hair is a perfectly light blond with grey eyes. Karen and I don't really get along I don't know what it is maybe because The manager Stacy treats me like a daughter and she's kind of jealous of it all, but the only thing that Stacy ever does for me is to get me things. And I still work outback with no AC which I feel Karen's the blame for me working outback but who cares.
"Lilah" "Karen" we lock eyes, and I continued on my way to the back.
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I'll be expecting you soon; Another voice. I didn't quite take the first voice seriously but after the second one, I began to get scared.
I just finished work and it was time for me to clock out. I walk to my managers' office. "See you tomorrow, Stace."
My manager Stacy is beautiful she has her perfect sugar brown hair laid back behind her shoulders and her cheekbones that are always pink. Her eyes are the ones that catch me, there this perfectly colored hazel that fits her face entirely. "You to hun, have a nice night."
Whoosh today's work was a handful of all these new arrivals. There's only one person helping me with opening the packages and loading them up and down the trailer; Her name is Candice she barely does work I'm always the one forcing all the extra work. She's not cut out for heavy lifting or anything at all. She's pretty but not smart. She has black short hair like a pixie and her smile is small.
I'm a little surprised that Karen didn't bother me my whole shift. After everything, the thought of going home gives me pleasure and relief. I step inside my car turn on the radio and drive home in melody.
When I make my final right turn I see police cars in front of my house, and my mind went straight to the voices I heard earlier. And as If in cue the voice came again: You better not tell the cops. Automatically my heart started to race. I park my car behind my moms and walk up to my driveway, slightly peeking through the cops' car.
From the outside of my house it looks old, but it's wonderful and peaceful. It has been built with burgundy brick. It has tall, half-rounded windows that add to the style of my overall house. Once I'm in front of my house door my palms are sweating and I'm left exposed struggling to open the door.
"Mom?" I lightly yell from the hall.
"In here honey, I'm in the living room." My house inside is elegant and cozy, has three bedrooms and two bathrooms. It's also equipped with a large living room, dining area, a basement, and a kitchen.
Slowly walking in I see my mom surrounded by cops and my little sister Jamie in handcuffs. Jamie stared at me once I was in sight and I could see her tears escape her blue eyes. I start to walk up to her, "what happened?" I asked puzzled, patting her back. Jamie shifts her head toward me and backs down.
"You're Lilah, am I correct?" The officer says, and I just nod my head. "Jamie has been seen with the possession of illegal drugs with a couple of friends. We were just explaining to your mom that we are baker acting Jamie." When I didn't say anything back the police officer got up and grabbed Jamie by the arm. I walked right behind him toward my mom. She was just finished talking with the other officer when she got up to pull me into a hug.
"Lilah I'm going to the hospital where they have taken your sister." My mom's voice shakes and continues, "I'll call you to let you know what they said, I love you." She kisses my forehead and walks out the door.
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I'm in my room alone. Thinking Should I text her, or should I call her. I really want to tell her about these voices I've been having and I know she's at work. she's almost ready to clock out... Maybe I should wait.
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My mind is wandering around staring up at the ceiling and back to my phone nervously.
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Hey, Amity meet me at Smith way Grove after work, I have to tell you something important.— L
I hope she gets it. I get up from the bed and get dressed. I put on my usual style lace crop top some skinny jeans and my converse. I don't bother to look at myself in the mirror and step out of my bedroom. Walk down the stairs and head to the kitchen. I search inside the draws for a piece of paper and a pen. And I'm suddenly writing a note to my mom: Mom I went to Amity's house, didn't want to stay home alone.
I stick the note on the fridge, grab my house keys and I rushed out the door.
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Nearly waiting for only minutes maybe an hour just sitting on the bench hoping Amity is on her way already. My anxiety starts getting the best of me. I was rocking back and forth I couldn't keep still at all.
"Lilah I've been waiting for you." A familiar strong voice spoke. I turn my head to each corner and see no one. I've heard the voice before it was the one from my head but deeper.
I get up from the bench and start walking to the open space where a tree is standing near the left edge.
After a while, everything became a whisper, and as I gave out the woods began to glow. It was the kind of color that gives your body a feeling as if it is between the heat of a fire and the coldness of ice. There was no color like it. The ground beneath me began to descend and the air just rushed around me not touching me at all. This world was becoming unreal. I can't even picture how it looks, I've gone blind.
And the voice came back; "You're coming with me."
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