Chapter VII | Anastasia's POV

Have you ever felt like you were a stranger in your own home? Well if you have then you can probably relate to me.

After what happened with Drew last night, I told him to act like it never happened and I wasn't surprised to see that he didn't disagree. Men... They're assholes. I despise them.

My parents are giving me the cold shoulder because they were worried and haven't heard of me until I walked through the door. It's bullshit. They don't care they just act like they do because they're my parents.

It doesn't matter though, one day I'll be gone for good. They wont have to fake worry about me anymore.

Taking off my clothes, I step into the shower and let the water rain down on my face and lather every part of my body with soap.

Rubbing harder on my skin. I try to get rid of Logan's touch, Brad's touch, and even Drew's touch.

Ana...

My movements come to a halt. That whisper.. What the fuck?

Ana listen to me...

I turn the faucet to stop the water from running. Who is that? No one's in here with me yet I keep hearing that fucking whisper!

I grab the towel and wrap it around me and step out of the shower. Looking around me I see no one who could've possibly whispered to me, and nobody's there.

I'm just hearing stuff, I think to myself. I look at the smoky mirror and see that the name Alessa has been written on it.

I quickly wipe it off and stare at myself. Alessa is the name I told Drew was mine. I move my face closer to the mirror and take in my appearance.

Ana.

I gasp and jump back looking horrified! My reflection... My fucking reflection smirked and whispered my name!

I'm totally convinced that I'm going crazy right now! I run into my room and try to figure out what just happened

What in the fuck was that! I quickly get dressed and run downstairs and I pause and look at my parents. I back up and stand behind the wall. They're arguing about me...

''Ray she snuck out probably after midnight and went out to do God knows what... Face it, she's out of control and don't even try to deny it..''

''We just need to be there for her more. Check up on her, even!'' Ray defends.

I scoff and walk towards the door not caring if they see me. I walk out and slam it shut.

I need something.. I need to find Jason, I don't wanna feel like this. I don't wanna feel anything.

I've been sitting on the sidewalk for about 10 minutes. I lay back and look at the sky. I wanna escape. Get away from it all. The pain, and the suffering.

It astounds me knowing that when people are dying, the last thing they see is the sky or probably a ceiling.

Ana...

There it goes again... I sit up and look around.

Ana follow my voice...

I push myself up off the ground

Follow my voice Ana, I can help you...

I hear the voice coming from a corner down the street. I walk towards it and stop when I'm there. I wait..

You're almost there Ana...Follow my voice...

I'm walking towards an alleyway. Slowly making my way further into the alley, I see a door on the left.

Go...

I open the door and walk in, and it looks like someone's been living here. I see another door, which I assume is a bedroom, I open it and I see Jason and his 'associates'.

''Ana, what are you doing here?'' Jason asks.

''I followed Alessa's voice..'' I whisper to myself. Alessa's her name, but she's me, my reflection? I don't understand..

''I need something... Something strong... I need hera.'' I say to Jason.

''Woah, Ana.. I told you to take it easy on that stuff..''

''Fuck taking it easy, I need it. So give it to me!'' I yell, making him and his friends flinch. He has no right to tell me what to do.

''Chill damn! Blake..'' He nods over to my direction and Blake gives me exactly what I need.

I inject it, and the feeling of it flowing through your body is amazing. I don't think I'll ever get enough. I hear Alessa.

I told you I'd help you...

She was right... She was so right.

Sorry this chapter is so short, but I have a serious case of writer's block. Lol

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