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Julie was mortified, she didn't know what to do. She felt her hand tingle, it couldn't be good, she looked down and saw it convulse like it truly was its own creature. Part of her wanted to turn herself in while another part of her wanted to ditch the evidence. 'No! This can't be true! I'm not a killer! I don't have it in me...' She looked down at her hand and said as if she was asking it, "Right?" Her fingers made claws and appeared to be ready to come up at her face. Julie grabbed her hand and ran down to the kitchen, maybe there was something she could do to trap it. Her parents wouldn't be home for several hours so she had some time to look as crazy as she wanted. She knew there was a big roll of duct tape in the bottom drawer but of course her hand knew what she was trying to do so tried to stop her, first grabbing onto the railing of the stairs, tripping her and again gripping the door frame of the kitchen. It really wasn't going down without a fight. She ran to the drawer and pulled it open, her evil hand struck her across the face.

"DID YOU JUST SLAP ME?" Julie grabbed hold of her hand, "HOW DO YOU LIKE IT?" She bit down on her hand hard on the flesh between her index and thumb, of course this hurt more than anything but it wasn't enough to bleed. The hand was distracted long enough for her to pull out the duct tape roll, she pulled at the end of the tape with her teeth and wrapped the sucker up, rolling it around the fingers tight, it fought for a bit but stopped moving altogether. Julie sat on the floor and caught her breath. She started to laugh, this whole ridiculous situation, convincing herself the dream still hadn't ended, hands don't just attack you, she didn't kill the person at the park and she didn't actually make a fool of herself at school.

Something dark and grey flew across her nose, the hand still had some fight in it. Julie remembered the bath she was going to have, "Maybe some time under water will do the trick!"

Julie hadn't had a bubble bath in ages, she needed this, forget about her troubles, imaginary or not. She dipped into the almost full tub, lied her head onto the inflatable pillow stuck at one end and relaxed with her eyes closed. The hand splashed around a bit but came to a stop after a minute or so, maybe accepting its fate. She never even thought about turning on any music but her mother always got after her about keeping a radio in there. "What if it fell in the tub!" She would say, fearing her daughter would die by electrocution. Julie was interrupted by her quiet time by the doorbell. Great. Who else would bother her in the middle of this other than Helen. Maybe...the Police? Damn. It could be. Julie got out of the tub slowly and towered off. She tossed on a robe and went downstairs not making too much haste. Julie didn't hear anymore than maybe two rings of the doorbell and didn't see any car in the driveway so maybe it was just Helen being a pest. She opened the door and sure enough no one but there was a box on the doorstep along with a note.

'Told you I'd get you something. Now toke up, SLACKER!

-HELEn XOXO

Julie rolled her eyes, it was an awfully big box, could she have actually gotten that much weed? Well if this was a dream anything was possible.

Julie locked the door and took the box into the living room, might as well take her time to see what was so important to get her out of the tub. Placed on the coffee table she opened the top and took out a green vase. 'Well, nice, Helen,' Julie thought to herself, 'But why would you go out of your way to...'

It dawned on her that this was no ordinary vase, most of them didn't have or come with a baggie of weed. "Holy shit!" She said aloud. She was interrupted by the doorbell again; this had to be the most popular she'd ever been in one night. She wanted to swear the same when she opened the door this time it was a cop. It was all over, she was done for, when her parents got home they'd find out their baby girl is behind bars.

"Evening," the young officer said, tipping his hat to the half naked woman in a bath robe.

"Hey, um hi, officer."

"Sorry, hope I didn't get you out of the bathroom."

"Huh? Oh not at all," she said forgetting she was still wet.

He noticed something on her, he shined his flashlight, "What's on your hand?"

Julie looked down, the now wet duct tape still clinging to her evil hand.

She panicked a little, "Oh that...I cut myself and didn't have any gauze so I..."

"Oh well I mean I have a first aid kit in the trunk I can go fetch it for you," he smiled, almost too friendly.

"Oh thank you but it's really fine. What...why are you here?"

"Oh well I'm just going around making sure everything is fine. Curfew is still on and want to make sure no one has noticed anything suspicious in the neighborhood."

Julie really hammed it up pretending to not know of anything, she mugged, sticking her lip out, scratching her chin; reasons why she dropped out of drama.

"Can't say that I have. I mean I haven't seen anything. Normally I stay put most nights anyway."

"Oh really? Sure you get asked on dates a lot," he probably didn't mean for that to sound awkward but it did.

Julie laughed, faking her way into acting normal, "Nope. No dates," he chuckled a little bit and the more he looked at Julie the more he saw what was behind her including the coffee table, "So you probably have a lot to do tonight, sir, um..."

He moved in close and looked over her shoulder to make sure he was seeing what he thought he saw. Julie looked back and realized what he saw, she thought she was going to have a panic attack, "Oh! Um! That's just a vase my friend got me!"

He looked at her and smiled, "Awesome."

Julie was a little speechless, she didn't think he would be this chill, she thought he was messing with her, any second he'd ask her to put her hands behind her back. Instead he looked her over and smiled.

"Wow. Never really took you for that but that's great," Julie frowned, unsure if she should be offended, "Make sure you have some pringles handy, "Stay safe, Miss."

Julie was on the verge of telling on herself, being the goody little two shoes Helen always teased her about but no not this time. She locked the door and tried to figure this do-dad out. She noticed the answering machine blinking, it was her mother, her and her father were going to be going to some function. Like in a horror movie her wrapped hand ripped free and found a lighter in the top kitchen drawer; knowing the parents wouldn't be around might keep this thing occupied. Julie sat on the couch and watched the hand take the bong, the weed and some water; was she possessed by a demonic pothead? Julie felt like she was going to hack up a lung smoking that big green monster but the hand continued to pressure her; at least doing drugs kept it from killing people at least for the time being. Julie got baked, really baked, she watched cartoons as a form of comfort and ate a can of Pringles like the good officer recommended.

Julie was almost off of the couch, her feet on the coffee table, she could see most of the TV through her cleavage, she cackled away not even paying attention to what was happening. She was startled when she heard meowing, it was her black cat, Coal, "Cut it out, Coal, there's enough food in your bowl," the cat jumped up on the top of the couch, practically on top of Julie's head, it continued, "Coal, I said cut it out," she said, hardly finding any strength to be annoyed. The next thing Julie knew her poor cat flew out the window like she'd been hurled.

"Coal?" Julie peeped, scared to find out what happened.

She picked her lazy butt off the couch and looked out the window into the dark night, no one around, she called her cat's name again but no answer, she really didn't need this right now, she was stressed enough as is. She went upstairs and found a shirt and baggy pants to throw on and go look for this acrobatic feline. Julie walked out the front of the house in her slippers looking like a crazy cat lady, her hair wasn't even very dry. She swore she saw some bushes shake, the ones in front of Molly's house. Of course, of all the houses to choose to hide she had to go to this one. Julie ran across the road, ducking down like she was doing so to avoid detection, as if she was some neighborhood brat about to egg an unsuspecting citizen's home. She looked through one of the bushes, spreading the leaves and cursing the animal's name. Her hand had other plans; despite being as baked as she was it had a lot more focus and agility; it forced her onto the front steps and rang the doorbell multiple times, Julie had to use everything she had to get it off causing her to fall backward into the bushes.

Molly stepped out in just a robe, a cut off pink shirt and possibly boxer shorts, she didn't look like the hot mess Julie looked just then. Molly saw Julie's head poke up from the bushes.

"Julie James? Aren't you a little old for ding-dong-ditch?"

Julie stood straight up, "Sorry I was um, just looking for my cat...," her hand reached out to Molly, she fought with it once again, trying to hold it at her side.

"Are you ok?"

Julie's hand forced her back on the front steps like her arm was a leash, "Er, not really. I'm not really myself lately," her hand played with her hair like she was a mental patient.

Molly smirked, she shrugged and said, "Come on inside."

"Oh well I mean..."

"It's ok. You're so cute when you're shy."

Julie was confused, if anything Molly should be more embarrassed than her after the stupid stunt she pulled but if this was a dream than there was no real logic. Julie's hand covered her mouth, probably to keep her from making a bigger fool of herself. Molly tugged at her arm.

"Come on, let's go inside and talk. My parents aren't around," the way she said that made Julie worried; if her hand heard that then it meant no witnesses and dream or not Julie really didn't want to see Molly get hacked to bits.

Molly had such a lovely home, she wasn't sure what her parents did but it had to have a higher salary than both of her parents put together; hers was a respectable suburban home but Molly might as well have lived in a palace with these high ceilings and staircase. Julie didn't think she would take her up to her room but there they were and her hand was coming dangerously close to grabbing Molly's backside; Julie caught herself staring, it was hard not to compare but she must have done polities to keep those buns nice and firm. She was disgusted thinking about the things she was, her heart was racing when Molly led her into her bedroom.

"Molly I really shouldn't be here," Julie said, attempting to bite her hand again when Molly wasn't looking.

Molly bent over at her desk, Julie tried to get closer to see what she was doing, "Safer than on the streets, don't you know there's a killer out there?" Molly chuckled.

Julie laughed nervously like a geek, Molly turned to her, those soft billowy lips were close to her now, those almond-colored eyes that told her everything was going to be ok.

"It might be dangerous for you to be around me right now."

Molly folded her arms, she never stopped smiling, "Oh? And how dangerous are you, Julie James?"

"Well...," she said scratching the back of her head with the wrong hand; it started pulling on her hair.

Molly turned back to the desk, bending over in an almost too inviting position, "I've...," Julie didn't see it coming, the hand gave Molly's behind a good smack but not only that it grabbed and pulled. 'Ok,' thought Julie, 'She defiantly works out!'

Molly gasped and turned around to face this weirdo girl; she also needed to pry Julie's hand off of her. Julie thought for sure she'd get thrown out immediately and possibly slapped which she deserved.

Molly did this nodding and smiled, looking the disturbed brunette over, "I'm impressed."

"Huh?"

"I'll confess, I've always had a crush on you since day one I was in this neighborhood," Julie could feel her eyes close to falling out of their sockets, "Never thought you'd make a move...wow."

"Yeah," Julie said, not blinking, "Wow." Just wait until Helen found out about this, she'd never hear the end.

Molly showed what she was looking for on her desk, it was some Disney Princess band-aid for her hand, she must have noticed the scar marks from her teeth. She kissed her hand, "There all better," she stared at her with those melting eyes, Julie couldn't resist and she didn't fight Molly when she pressed her lips into hers it was like something out of those lame made for TV movies she always watched. Molly pulled her over to the bed, she wasn't sure if she liked where this was going. Molly showed the initiative and pushed her A+ rival onto the bed, Julie fought to control her hand.

"Ever since we moved here and I saw you across the street on your bike I had the biggest crush on you," Julie couldn't believe she was laying all of this on her, maybe she was a good girl but she had other needs, "I know this sounds weird but I always would pretend I was your wife," Julie's eyes said it all, maybe it was time to leave, this was maybe a bit too much for her to take right now, her being high and with her hand was possessed murderer and all.

Julie's hand gave her a thumbs up, Molly was on her like an animal, she was climbing her like a literal jungle gym, she grabbed hold of the possessed hand and sucked Julie/It's index finger. Julie watched on, mortified that she was doing this to not just her but this thing; but damn did she look cute doing it... Julie didn't know what to do now, Molly was on top of her, not to say she was at all heavy but Julie didn't want to just push her off and cause any harm. She was at Molly's mercy when she took Julie's hand and put it down the front of her shorts; Julie's eyes widened when she felt a dampness. The hand did all the talking, it slid its wet finger inside of Molly. Julie was confused, rather than put a stop to this she really wanted to see where this was going. Molly rode her, well her hand anyway, and she was having the best time; Julie couldn't look away, she liked seeing this honor role, potential valedictorian act wild. Julie felt her finger move inside of her, it was sensational but she couldn't help but feel sort of guilty.

Molly screamed out as she came, Julie pulled her hand back, in shock of what she just did, Molly was ready to fall back onto the bed but she grabbed Julie's hand instead and sucked her juices off while making eye contact; Julie was amazed to say the least, Molly was not the girl she thought she was.

The sound of a car door, "Shit!" Molly exclaimed; Julie really knew nothing about her, it was strange hearing a swear word escape those perfect pillows, "My parents are back. Not really allowed anyone over, think it's too distracting from school. Plus well they're pretty religious so might have to take you around back..."

Julie stood up suddenly, ready to run for the hills or at least across the road; Molly tugged at her shirt, mellowed out from getting her off, "Whoa wait! Are you going to the Halloween dance?"

Julie hesitated, she fought to keep her hand in her pants' pocket, "Uh, yeah...see you there!"

She rushed out the back door to the kitchen, no way she could tell Helen or anyone else about this, it was too insane. As she ran out of Molly's house and snuck around to the front to get onto the street, Julie had the sudden urge to look up at her bedroom window, as she did she got a quick glance of one of Molly's exposed boobs pressed against the glass. "Whoa," Julie said out loud; Molly must have seen her dorky expression, she smiled and waved at her, "I mean...," Julie ran across the road and locked herself once again in her house. She pressed her back against the door, her hand took its index finger and rested it under her nose; Julie got a good whiff of Molly Rodriguez's coochie! She yelped and went back to her friend at the coffee table but just as she tried to take another hit her front door was kicked in, it was some tough looking black woman, tight leather jacket and pants, she looked like an FBI agent or something, whoever it was it must have been mad news; she scared her so much that she fell off the couch.

"AHHH!"

"Calm down!" The woman ordered.

Julie wasn't expecting Helen to walk in behind her, she waved kind of innocently as if she just popped over at the worst time.

"W-what's going on!?"

"Julie James? I've tracked it to you!"

This had to be a dream, what insane hallucination was this?

"What?!"

She pointed to Julie's possessed hand, it did this thing like it was bowing.

"There it is!" The woman hissed, "The only one that's going to stop him."

"W-who?"

To be continued!