(Rachel's POV)

I got home to find Poppy in a surprisingly good mood, the house had been tidied up and I could smell spicy sauce. As I walked into the kitchen, tha table was set and Poppy was stood stirring something over the stove.

"I thought you were ill?" I asked

She turned and smiled.

"Well I had some sleep and a shower and I felt loads better so I thought I'd help out...I thought maybe after dinner we could sit down and talk?" She suggested

Had I walked into the wrong house? I'd been trying to get Poppy to talk and she'd refused she'd been so grouc. d closed off...Now it was like I'd fostered a different child.

She'd made spaghetti and meatballs for tea in a spicy tomato sauce, I don't know why I was surprised at how good a cook she was because she'd obviously cooked for Em...We pretty much ate in silence, Poppy was quiet and seemed deep in thought. After we had finished she cleared away the plates and sat back at the table.

"I'm really sorry about how I've been acting. All that stuff with Miss Campbell and the paint...I just felt like she was trying to take Em away from me"

As I listened I couldn't help but smile slightly and reach my hand out across the table and place it on hers softly.

"Poppy..." I began "No-one is taking Em away from you. We're trying to give you a break"

(Poppy's POV)

"I know..." I admitted "I guess I just wasn't coping but I am now. Everything is under control, I'm going to try really hard to be good"

The thought of 'being good' made me sick. Why the hell should I be the one to buckle? But with Rachel on side I could continue to cause havoc without anyone suspecting anything...

Rachel smiled softly. "I'm really glad to hear that" she told me

She'd only made it too easy and now...I was going to get my sister back!

"I'm going to go and do some homework" I said

I went upstairs and dug out my box, I went straight for one of the blades and yanked my sleeve up my arm, I only had a time for a few cuts before there was a knock on the door downstairs and I heard voices. I sat still for a minute listening...

"Kim, wasn't expecting you. What can I help you with?" Rachel asked

"Actually I was hoping to speak to Poppy. I found these...They're full but the label is dated a week ago..." Kim replied

What had she found? What were they talking about?

"What's it for?" Rachel asked

"They're anti-psychotics"

I jumped from my bed and pushed the window open, I could hear footsteps climbing the stairs. The box was still on my bed...Open.

"Shit!" I whispered to myself

But the footsteps were gaining on me. Shit. Shit. Shit. I climbed out the window and grabbed onto the drainpipe, I was about halfway down when one of my feet slipped and I fell onto the grass below. I groaned, a little winded from the impact.

"Poppy!"

I looked up to see Rachel and Miss Campbell looking at me from the window. I got to my feet and started to run, the only reason I had shoes on was because I was wearing my navy blue converse ankle boots and they were a pain to get off. My black skinny jeans weren't too tight so I was able to get some good speed. The short sleeved white t-shirt I was wearing didn't help me fade very well so I zipped up the navy blue hoodie I was wearing and pulled up my hood. I ran and ran until it was dark and I didn't know where I was...

I didn't slow down until I was a fair few streets away, I found myself near a bridge. It was just starting to get dark and the waters that ran below shimmered in the moonlight.

(Lara's POV)

The traffic on the way home from my 12 hour day shift in the ED was surprisingly quiet in fact I was the only car on the road at the time. I suddenly caught a glimpse of something, I didn't see it properly but screeched my breaks on assuming it was some sort of animal. It was only when my car came to a complete standstill that I was able to look at it properly.

It was a girl, dark clothing, hood up, fairly thin. Her eyes were blank like she didn't really see me...I got out of the car and walked around. It was Poppy, a patient of mine. She was supposed to still see me but she'd stopped coming to her appointments. Despite trying to contact her I'd never managed to get hold of her. As I went towards her she seemed to recognise me and her eyes widened. She climbed over the railing and stood looking down into the waters below.

"Poppy why don't you come back over this side and we'll have a little talk?" I suggested

She shook her head desperately. "Don't pretend you wanna talk! You just wanna put me back there!"

"No Poppy...I don't"

She let go of the metal and jumped, I ran to the side but all I could see was white splash rippling across the black water. I took my coat off and threw it on the bonnet of my car, then climbed the railing diving off the top. The water was freezing...so cold it felt like I was being stabbed with loads of tiny pins all over my body...The water was black and I could barely see anything...