It all started when I sat down with Rebecca, helping her paint and color her coloring book. Everything was going fine but the moment I found my hand reaching to scratch my back again, I knew something was wrong.
Then the torture started.
I probably looked like a demented monkey with the way I couldn't stop scratching my body. It felt like my body was on fire. Every part of my body that was covered by the clothes I had put on itched intensely.
The worst part, I wasn't able to do anything about it. Rebecca had me engaged in a grueling coloring session of her book which she wanted to complete today. Every time I attempted to leave and soothe myself of the torture, she would start crying hysterically and that would force me to stay put.
When I had finally managed to slip out of Rebecca's clutches, Rachael got hold of me and ordered me to call for Antonio immediately because it was supposed to be sibling time and he was still not present.
There were no
After dinner, I just sat aimlessly staring at the TV. The lotion actually helped and a tiny, almost microscopic portion of me was grateful to Ethan for it.It was after about half an hour after my dinner that everyone returned home. I should've just locked myself in my room.Olivia came bouncing towards me and literally dragged me to her room which I was actually thankful to her for.She gushed about her new friendship with Rachael and how she has taught her some makeup tricks and hair styles and things like that. She also told me how the paparazzi had flooded them once they stepped out of their cars to make their way to the restaurant. Thank God I didn't go then.Olivia remained completely oblivious to my obvious lack of attention to her twaddle once she started on the topic of makeup, dresses and hair again.I contemplated whether I should tell her or not. She was my best friend and I never kept anything from her. But this was different. I didn't
The next morning at around ten, a chef I'd asked for and I gathered in the kitchen to teach me to cook.I knew how to cook and I actually did a good job at cooking but I wanted to learn something new. Something I could make use of in the café after I leave this place.So I had asked Samara to get a hold of one of the chefs. I had decided to do this every alternate day and hoped I would be able to stick to cooking every alternate day."So, what do you want to cook, Ms. Jenson?" The chef asked, smiling politely at me."How about I get your name first?" I suggested, knowing only now that I didn't even know his name."I'm Keith Richards," he said, extending his hand towards me."Nice to meet you. I'm Juliet Jenson," I said, taking his hand in a firm handshake.He looked a few years older than me, probably in mid twenties. He had light brown eyes and a dark complexion. He had black hair which ended just above his eyes. He also had a
Keith's arms dropped from around mine and he cleared his throat. "Good afternoon, Mr. Evans. I was just teaching Ms. Jenson how to cook Baltimore Coddies.""Good luck with that," he said, looking over at me."She's actually doing great," Keith vindicated."That should actually be on the news," he rejoindered."Yeah, but I'm pretty sure the news would be more interested in showing what happened during your meeting the day before yesterday. I mean wouldn't they want to know why it got cancelled?" I shot back at him.His lips stretched upwards in a coprophagous grin. "Even better would be showing what had happened just yesterday in my room."My cheeks reddened. "S-shut up.""What happened, sweetheart? Don't you agree with me?" He asked."Get out.""Okay," he obliged.Once he was out of the kitchen I released a breath. Why did he have to bringthatup?Okay I was the one who brought
Something was wrong. Ethan hadn't done anything to me yet. It was like he had forgotten that I threw him into the pool that afternoon.It had been three days since I had done that. He had dug himself into work and we barely saw each other these days. Although I was happy to not see his rotten face, it still worried me. What if he had something huge planned?I hated being caught off guard. I used to know that he was going to do something before but now he had gone silent. He doesn't look at me anymore, much less glare at me. He doesn't throw any snide remarks or do something pejorative.I didn't like this at all. If he was giving up, I would've liked to know. I didn't want to watch my every step, look over my shoulder afraid he was going to pop out of nowhere and scare me off. It sucked to be on guard every time.Mr. and Mrs. Jenson had to cut short their trip. Their anniversary was two days ago and we all wished them via Skype. They were due to return the
I would've taken the time to appreciate the movie reference if I wasn't so terrified. Goosebumps covered every inch of my skin. I wanted to scream but nothing left my lips. I gulped.I looked down at the bathtub full of blood, at least that was what it seemed. There was something poking out slightly out of the water.With shaky hands, I reached out and dipped my hand in the water. Feeling something hard in it, I grasped it and pulled it out only to throw it back into the water while I stumbled backwards due to fright.I landed on the cold bathroom floor, crawling away from it.It was a very creepy, bloody doll with big, vacant dark eyes and a manic grin on its face.I let out a bloodcurdling scream at its sight. It was staring at me with her wreaked evil smile which could send me running for the hills. Suddenly, the lights went out and I screamed even louder, if that was possible.I got up with difficulty and ran towards the door and yanked
"Honey, that fish is already dead. Why are you trying to kill it again?" Charlotte Jenson asked me with a worried frown on her face.We were all seated at the dinner table. It was a day after that stupid prank Ethan pulled on me and my anger still knew no bounds. My blood was still boiling.I hadn't realized what exactly I was doing to the fish as I was more busy imagining Ethan as that fish and doing what I wanted to do with him, stab him to death.Ethan shifted uncomfortably in his seat at the dinner table, right in front of mine. I was pleased with myself to at least get him to feel a little uncomfortable in my presence."Sorry," I said quietly and grimaced down at the fish on my plate. In the process of stabbing it over and over again I had also gouged it's eye out. I would've been very happy if it was Ethan in its place and not that poor fish.I glared at Ethan again who was now watching my plate with his lips slightly parted and nose scrunche
"So you now have a best friend? What's her name again?" Olivia asked, staring at the ceiling. She was laying on her bed and I just barged in her room to tell her all about what had happened in the morning."Heather. Heather Ainsley. Her brother, Robert is Rachael's husband and she's my best friend I didn't know of.""This just got a whole lot complicated," Olivia murmured."Tell me about it. This is all because of you. If you wouldn't have convinced me to act like their brat of a daughter."Olivia let out a tired sigh. "Let's not go over this again.""What if this gets even more complicated? What will I do when all of Juliet's family comes to visit all at once. I wouldn't be able to keep up! Our lie would be caught. We'd be thrown out of here. Maybe we would even be handed over to the cops!""Whoa, whoa, whoa." Olivia jumped from the bed and ran towards me. "Slow down," she said, grabbing my shoulders. "Nothing of that sort is going to happe
I got one of the biggest shock at the breakfast table the next morning.I was told, no, more like ordered to accompany the Jenson family to an event. A launch party.Apparently, the Jenson group of industries were going to release their new product, a car what-was-its-name, at the launch party.Mr. Jenson had droned about the two front seat car which came in a slew of colors providing buyers with unlimited color options and many other accessories. The car cost a whopping three point four million dollars and it was the latest model in the country.I had stared at him for a full minute after his description of the car, which I could care less about. Internally, I was freaking out.I'd have to go out in public! I couldn't do that! That would surely expose my secret and I'd be dead. Great. Now I sounded like a freaking vampire afraid to go out in the public. Sunlight would've been much better."So be ready around eight, alright? We'll take your
♡five years later♡I bent down to examine it through the glass. It was beautiful but so were all the others. I nudged Olivia next to me."What do you think about this one?" I asked, hoping she could help me out with choosing something.She examined it closely. "Like I said about everything you showed me, it's really pretty.""That isn't helping me to choose only one!""Julie, how am I supposed to know which one is perfect? Everyone has different tastes and what I like isn't necessarily something that Ethan might like. You know him the best so you choose one."I sighed. "Fine, fine." I looked at her hand to stare at her wedding ring glinting on her finger under the fluorescent lights."Hurry, we've been here for an hour now. I'm going to go sit down somewhere.""God, I'm sorry. Yeah, sit somewhere. I'll make it quic
"I assume she must've retaliated?"He grimaced. "Yeah, she dumped an entire pack of flour over me and it was okay because it was powder until she started chasing me around with the hose turning me into a man dough."I chuckled. "Don't hate her too much. She's still my sister." It felt weird to think of her as my sister. "Oh and is it still true that you used to envy her because she did whatever she wanted and didn't give a shit?"He grumbled under his breath. "Don't you ever tell her that.""So thatistrue.""I'm serious. You're not allowed to tell her. She'd bring it up every time we bicker.""Okay, I won't." I said, thoroughly amused."Good. So now that we've got all problems out of the way, I think you should tell me about yourself, Julie Jenson.""Well that's a hard thing to do. What do you want to know?""Just tell me everything about your life from as long as you can remember. I want to get to k
It had now being a week since I visited my aunt. I was settling comfortably into my college schedule like before and there was no difference even in my routine with the exception that I no longer woke up at five in the morning to get ready and go for a jog. I now woke up at eight for classes at nine like a sane normal college student and Olivia was proud of that. She was just happy that I'd no longer knock on her door at the crack of dawn demanding for her company while I jogged. I had to admit it felt pretty good to get three hours of extra sleep everyday.It had been a week but Ethan still did not come to meet me. I wondered if I should just lose hope and move on but it was too soon to take that decision but it would certainly be considered late if he showed up now. But I missed him. I missed him too much to the point where every brown haired guy made me think it was him, only to be disappointed.Olivia and I had been getting along pretty well. Amelia had called the
"He had already called and demanded the ransom money from your parents when his criminal friend told him about a child trafficking group who was willing to give him twice the amount he had asked for. He didn't want to risk getting traced if he asked again for a raise in the money from your parents so he managed to get two dead girl bodies who had recently died in a house fire and were burnt to the point where they couldn't be recognized and just exchanged your baby clothes with them. He staged a fake accident and the couple was informed. They thought that both of you had died and didn't want a DNA test to verify it. They couldn't bear it." I could see her hands shaking as she spoke but she clasped them tightly together."Was there no mention of all this anywhere in the news?" I was exasperated."He had kidnapped you two before others could be informed that your mother had given birth to triplets. After the couple found the two babies dead, they didn't want anybody to k
I had borrowed Olivia's car for the day. Today was important. It was something I had promised myself to check after I left the mansion.It had taken nearly three hours to arrive. It was a nice sunny Sunday afternoon with birds chirping in the afternoon sun and a pleasant atmosphere. The breeze and the faint smell of the salty sea in the air brought back fun childhood memories spent with my parents and my uncle and aunt.Today was Sunday which reminded me that Ethan was supposed to move out on this day. He hadn't tracked me down and came to talk like he said he was going to on the phone and I wondered if he was just giving me time and space or that he genuinely didn't want anything to do with me anymore. I tried remaining optimistic. There was no way he wouldn't come. On top of that he knew about me from the very beginning and still fell for me so I found no reason as to why he wouldn't find me.We called Heather the next day after returning because we were curio
"Who?" Even I thought Heather's attempts at playing dumb were pathetic."Are you done pretending you don't know anything when I know you've been helping the girl?"Heather sighed, annoyed. "Not yet, no," She grumbled."I just want to see her. Now where did you hide her?""She's not here."There was a pause and I imagined her raising an eyebrow. It annoyed me that I didn't even get a glimpse of her face. Sure, I'd seen her in pictures but I was sure it didn't do her full justice. So I had to imagine myself raising an eyebrow."She ran away." Juliet realized. She was pretty quick at catching on things."She did, just now. Let's leave her alone. Now that you're here, just blend into your role. And how the hell did you know I helped her?""Just when are you going to stop thinking that I have no brain? It's you who's sounding stupid right now by asking that question."I wondered where Ethan was. I already missed him.
I froze. For a full minute I couldn't do anything but gawk at a confused Samara."Are you okay?""Uh," I snapped out of my daze. "What did you say?""I said that a woman is waiting in the living room. She's asking for you and she looks like you. It's unbelievable. I thought you were just messing around but you two really are different people.""I-I'll be right there." My voice came out shaky. I was expecting Juliet to return but nothing had prepared me for this moment.I knew I should immediately find Heather because if Juliet was here then that meant Heather must've known that she was coming. Why didn't she warn me before?But my feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they approached the stairs. I couldn't deny that part of me which wanted to see the woman I had been pretending to be for so many months.I could see the back of her head. She was a redhead but I knew she was a natural brunette and she had just dyed her hair and cho
"That's...strange.""Very much so. Hopefully, there aren't any more clones. I've had enough with you as it is. Once I'm sure everything is under control here, I'll go in search of Juliet.""Will that be necessary? I'm all over the news. Even if Juliet doesn't keep up with the latest news she's bound to hear it from someone, especially when it's about her."Heather seemed to think it over. "Now that I have no idea where she is, that's highly possible.""And before that happens shouldn't I just disappear?""No. At least not yet. Even if she does hear about it, she'll contact me first. I don't think she'd want to come back when she's unintentionally the hot topic right now."I sighed. "What am I to say to the parents?""They're pissed. If you keep being holed up in your room, they'd probably be mad at you for being a coward and that is unlike Juliet."Taking her words into account, I promptly approached them just before lunch.
JULIE'SPOVI shot up into a sitting position once my eyes opened. I immediately regretted sitting up so abruptly because the room spun at great speeds. I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed my fingers into my temples. It took some time for me to recall the last thing I could remember which was the argument with Heather.I sighed. I was again torn between what was the right thing to do and what I was forced to do.I noticed an Advil on my nightstand. I immediately chased it down with water, grateful to whoever put it there for me because my headache had just started to set in.The atmosphere at the breakfast table was tense. I had woken up late and everyone had already had their breakfast. Ethan had left for work and I regretted not being able to catch him before he left.I didn't remember much from last night after my argument with Heather. I just hoped I hadn't done anything stupid but if looking at my parents