AlecReyes19: Believe me, that's not even the half of it.
A-Plus Cassiopeia: Yeah, I needed to find a way to get the readers to hate Mirror Isabella, because so far, all the hate was on Brenda, who wasn't really even a villain, just a brat.
BookMast3r: Yeah, when you're fighting a supernatural person, anything goes, even cheap shots.
With that said, let's continue.
After the fight, Sam had David and Mirror Isabella formally apologize to each other. However, by that it was actually David apologizing to Mirror Isabella, who simply nodded in forgiveness. After that, Sam, David and Janet left.
Sam and David passed through the dark forest, Janet lagging behind, her head lowered and her hands covering her severed ponytails.
"So, your sister is just letting you come back with us?" David asked, folding his arms. "Especially after I punched her in her…you know what."
"I'm just as confused," Sam said, glancing away from David for a moment as if to check if they were being followed. "However, Mirror Isabella practically forced me to come back with you guys."
"You think she's planning something?" He asked, rubbing his arm.
"I think so, which is why I feel I should go with you," Sam suggested. "To protect Janet and you. That, and she really seems to want me to go."
For some reason, both boys decided to glance around to check on Janet. Her skin was paler than usual, and her face had a mark where Mirror Isabella had struck her.
"Is she going to be alright?" Sam whispered to David, worried.
David rubbed the back of his head. "Knowing Janet, she'll bounce back easily," He reassured Sam and himself, but secretly he was even more concerned than Sam. The moment he had seen Mirror Isabella touch Janet, David had hated her more than he had Isabella or Brenda. He silently swore he would not let Mirror Isabella hurt Janet again.
The three reached the Barrets house, where Felix and Agatha were waiting by the doorstep. The moment the three children arrived, Felix and Agatha embraced their children.
"We were worried about you!" Agatha said while hugging David and Janet. "Where were you this whole time?"
"It's a long story," David whispered before noticing the shattered window.
"Hey, what happened to the window?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
"Um, never mind that," Felix said, shifting his eyes. "But, the good news is we are never going to allow another play date with the Collins, ever again."
David breathed a sigh of relief that Brenda would be mostly out of his life now. But then his head turned to Janet and his happiness ceased.
"Um, mom, dad," He said, ushering over to Janet's hair. Felix and Agatha glanced over and saw Janet's severed ponytails.
"Oh my, what happened to your hair?!" Agatha asked, rubbing Janet's hair.
"It was...it was nothing!" Janet said and rushed into the house, slamming the door behind her, leaving her brother, parents, and Sam outside.
"Um, I think we better take this inside," Felix said.
After everyone was inside the house and David and his parents were sitting on their bed, David "filled his parents out" on what had happened.
"So, we were going through the forest, and we ran into a bunch of bullies," David explained. "We wanted to leave, but they trapped us, and they started going after Janet since she's the smallest, and some girl cut her ponytails off, and I...punched her in the chest."
Agatha's eyes widened and Felix tried to contain his laughter. "You, punched her in the br-" Felix started but Agatha covered his mouth.
"Um, speaking of which, she was in more pain than I thought," David said, confused and rubbing his head. "She acted like she had a heart attack. I don't get it, why did my punch hurt her so much."
David thought he heard his mother mutter, "How am I going to explain this?" And she inched closer to him.
"Okay, how old was the girl?" Agatha asked.
"Eleven," David replied. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Okay, at that age, girls go through, well, puberty, and they go through changes, so certain areas will start to hurt more than others," Agatha explained quickly, then poked her index finger into David's head. "There, now remember that next time you feel the need to hit a girl there."
David's eyes traced to the side. "Oh, I will," He said, barely managing to hide a smirk. Then, he remembered that Janet and Sam hadn't come out of her room since she fed into the house and decided to go check on them.
When he got into Janet's room, his eyes widened a bit. Janet's ponytails had been removed and her hair was down. It was short due to Mirror Isabella having cut it earlier and it reminded David of Isabella's hairstyle.
"I let her hair down," Sam explained. "She asked me to."
"How does it look?" Janet asked, her blue eyes burrowing into David's.
David gulped. He wasn't used to seeing Janet without her ponytails, and he was somewhat reminded of Isabella due to Janet's similar hairstyle, but he didn't want to disappoint his sister.
"It looks beautiful," He forced himself to say, which made Janet smile a bit.
"Um, David, when Mirror Isabella cut my hair, she said my ponytails were ugly," She said, frowning as she remembered. "Am I ugly?"
This time, David didn't get to answer. Sam jumped up from the bed and said, "You're positively adorable, Janet, no matter what anyone says."
"And if that idiot reflection girl has anything to say about it, she can take a hike," David added, folding his arms. Sam glared at him, somewhat angered that he had called his sister an idiot, but he begrudgingly agreed.
"I'll be going to bed now," Janet said, sliding into the bed.
David smiled a bit. "Yeah, goodnight," He said to his sister before flicking off the light and shutting the door.
Mirror Samson lay in his bed, struggling to sleep. But as he did, he began to thrash around in his bed violently, groaning uncomfortably and his eyes quivering.
"No," He whispered in his sleep. "No, no, NO!"
Mirror Samson ran through a dark, empty space. Everything was dark, no light anywhere except for his own illuminated body.
He ran through the empty space, as if trying to find someone, despite practically being blind. His bare feet padded on the ground as he ran.
"Mirror Samson," A voice called out. Mirror Samson spun around, trying to inspect where the voice was.
"...Amanda?" He asked, running towards the source of the voice.
"Mirror Samson!" The voice called out again. Mirror Samson stopped running and started flying towards the source of the voice, his heart beating rapidly as he flew.
"Amanda!" He called out. "Where are you!"
"I'm right here!" The voice said again. Mirror Samson stopped running as he saw a small girl, crouched on the black ground, her face hidden behind her strawberry blonde hair.
"Amanda!" Mirror Samson shouted out, running towards the girl, nearly tripping as he tried to reach her. He dove towards the girl, embracing her.
"Amanda, I thought you were dead!" He said. As he hugged the girl, he felt a warm liquid pouring down his arm. As he glanced down, he saw blood pouring from a gash in the girl's side.
"Augh!" Mirror Samson cried out. The girl raised her face towards Mirror Samson, revealing a sickeningly pale face with dead, black eyes.
"Oh, Mirror Samson," The girl whispered to him, and she raised a spindly, bony arm with claws on its fingers towards Mirror Samson's face.
"No!" He shouted out.
"Stay with me," The girl pleaded as she wrapped her claws over Mirror Samson's face. "Forever."
"NO!" Mirror Samson shouted, jolting up from his bed. He turned around to see Kizzy and Mirror Kizzy sleeping on the other bed, next to his.
Mirror Samson breathed heavily, sweat pouring from his forehead and neck. Tears began streaming from his eyes.
With nobody to watch him, Mirror Samson covered his eyes and sobbed himself to sleep, slumping back on the bed with a thud.
End of the chapter. And on the subject of Kizzy, she and Mirror Kizzy were one character, as shown previously. But, now I'm changing it a bit so they're separate from each other.