How long had it been since she’d experienced an episode? Months, maybe? Weeks at the very least. Noah thought she was getting better, cured even, of the ghost that followed her room to room after the accident. Yet, here she was again, squeezing a half-empty ensure shake in one hand and staring down the bloody face of her best friend. The thin blonde stood in the center of the empty cafeteria, staring down the mangled shadow afore her.
“You’re not fucking real,” Noah tried, swallowing thickly. This, of course, didn’t dissuade Gracie, as it never would. Instead, the whispering began.
‘silly, stupid girl. where are all your friends? that’s right. one abandoned you, one got better, and one found somebody else to love. isn’t it so sweet to see two lovers reunited?’ a sick, twisted smile tugged at her former friend’s lips. ‘i guess it’s just you and me now, huh bunny? you’ll always have me…’
Noah spun on her heel and clenched her fist around the shake, teeth grinding and knuckles turning white. Her mantra of ‘not real’s and ‘all in your head’s rattled on in her mind, though they did nothing as the apparition continued to taunt her.
‘you’re sick! you were always born to be sick. come on, bunny, be sicker. you’re too pathetic to “get better”. look at you. you’re disgusting, repulsive - it should have been you on the road. he should have let you bleed out when he had the chance-’
“Shut the fuck up, Grace!” The shout ripped through Noah’s throat roughly as she twisted back around. By the time she was forward facing again, the figure was gone, but the narcissist had already hurled her shake towards the wall, watching as it splattered over the floor.
For a moment, she looked around herself, stunned. Then, the presence of someone in the doorway caught her attention, and without looking up, Noah cleared her throat. “What the hell are you looking at?”
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