Jack
Emily looked up again, but this time, her eyes were back to grey, and she looked terrified.
"Are you alright?" She said immediately.
"Yeah, I'm fine. She didn't want to hurt me at all. We talked awhile, played some card games, and then you came back. Why? Has she hurt people before?"
"She killed my best friend."
The answer struck me speechless. When I found my voice, all I could say was, "Why?"
"I don't know. She was angry, that much I could work out. She wouldn't talk about it afterwards." Emily bit her lip, clearly still scared. "It was the first time she ever took control. I didn't even realize she was there before that. Kathy and I were on the roof of her apartment, and we went too close to the edge. I blacked out for two seconds, max. When I came to, I was standing at the edge with my hands outstretched, and Kathy was falling. Then I heard Bloody talking in my head. She gave me a story to tell the police. She said to tell them that I turned my back on Kathy while we were discussing something depressing, and when I turned back around, she had jumped."
"They believed that?"
"Well, Kathy had been acting funny. Said someone had been following her. We thought it was nothing. Too many scary stories and late nights. But it made her 'suicide' believable."
I sat still on the couch, unable to believe my ears. Bloody had seemed okay. A little weird, but definitely not insane. I didn't think she was capable of killing anyone. Still, Emily didn't seem to be kidding.
What did I know about Emily, anyways? According to Bloody, Emily was more dangerous. She got mad more easily. What would Emily do, though? Definitely not kill. Despite what Bloody said, Emily seemed no more dangerous than a fly.
Who was right? How long would it take to find out?
Then I remembered one thing Bloody had mentioned.
"Bloody said a personality couldn't do what she could. What can she do?"
"She can leave the body. I know it sounds crazy, but she can. She visits my dreams when I let her. She leaves when I'm asleep, wanders the streets awhile, and returns before I wake up to tell me what she's seen. She can't interact with anything, though." Emily sighed, finally calming. "Sometimes I think people are safest when I'm asleep. She can't kill anyone."
Something occurred to me. "How do you know Bloody killed Kathy if you blacked out?"
"She told me so. That night. She said Kathy deserved it. I didn't believe her."
"Didn't believe that Bloody killed her, or..."
"Didn't believe that Kathy deserved it. She was way too sweet. She would never deserve anything like that. And she was the only friend I had."
We sat in silence for a moment. Then Emily said, "I'm sorry, by the way. For bringing you here. If you want to leave, it's okay."
"No," I said, though I wasn't sure why. "I want to stay. Maybe I can help."
"I doubt it," Emily replied, smiling. "But thanks."
Emily cleaned up the pizza while I uploaded the second video for the day. Then she went to bed. It was early, but she had a rehearsal in the morning.
I stayed up as usual. It was one of the things I had confirmed was okay with Emily. She didn't care. She slept like a log, apparently.