CHAPTER 11~
I walk awkwardly in the high heels. Blair watches me, she tries to hide her grin. I stumble and collapse onto the floor. Blair giggles. "That was better, nyah~"
I fumble with the straps of the shoes so I don't break my legs. Blair pulls another pair of pumps out from my closet. I groan and toss the heels ontop of my bed. Blair giggles. "Come on Cloudy, y'know you have to look your best for Kiddo-kun. You think he's going to take it if you aren't your best, nyah?"
I cock my head and slip on the next pair of shoes. "Can't I just wear some flats?" I ask, trying to stand up. Blair shakes her head angrily. "No, no, no! You have to be perfect!" She cries. I sigh and stand up. I take two tentative steps and… collapse on the floor. I moan into the carpet and Blair giggles. "I guess I'll go find some flats." I look up at her and mouth the words 'thank you.'
I pull off the heels and walk out of my room towards the kitchen. I look at Twister, who is currently passed out on the table, and smile. What a lazy boy! I put the kettle on the stove and flip the television on. I flop onto the couch and yawn. Suddenly a stinging noise pierces my brain. Oh, no! I'm thankful that I'm on the couch, but couldn't it have happened later?
I groan as the pain shoots throughout my body. I gasp as it rushes back to my head and pass out.
Pain, pain, pain
Help, help, help
Why is this happening to me? Why me of all people? What did I do to deserve this?
I open my eyes and gasp. My new surroundings are too astonishing. My clothes have been changed too. A long black ankle-length dress covers my body. My scars, cuts, and bruises are gone too. I walk slowly, not knowing where I'm going.
They weren't real, you know…
The voice seems so close yet so far. 'Where are you?' I ask.
In you, of course, silly girl…
'That doesn't give me much of an explanation.' I say.
I watch as a slinky figure steps out in front of me. So, so, so familiar. 'Who are you?'
Shhh, little one, all will be explained soon…
'How can I- what do you mean all will be explained?' I ask.
The figure smirks and begins to fade and I panic. 'Wait! At least give me an explanation!'
All right, all right. Those parasites you called your parents, well, let's say they were adoptive…
I jolt awake, slamming my head into something hard. "Owww…" the hard thing groans.
I look up and see Twister rubbing his forehead. I mumble a sorry and stretch. "Another Madness Dream?" he asks. I slowly nod my head and stand up. "It was so real, so vivid. Let's j-just drop it f-for now." Twister sighs, defeated, again.
Blair hops into the room, a pair of Black flats dangle from her hands. "I found some, nyah~" She says. I smile widely and pull the flats on my feet. "Perfect!" Blair purrs. "Now for the dress."
