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NALA'S POV

When we pulled into the drive I slammed the door to his car and walked into the house, Justin was right on my tail. I was about to storm up the stairs when Justin grabbed onto my arm pulling me and forcing me to turn around. I started I slam my balled fists into his chest over and over again, Justin grabbed onto my wrists an held them in place, I was trying to fight against it

"NALA STOP! STOP! STOP FIGHTING ME", he screamed into my face, I pulled my arms out of his grasp and marched upstairs

"don't run from me nala, I'm every nightmare you've EVER had, I'm your worst nightmare come true, I'm everything you were EVER afraid of", he spat up after me. I entered the bedroom and grabbed a suitcase throwing it onto the bed and throwing my clothes in it, as I was throwing them in he was taking them out

"Nala stop", he said calmly but I didn't respond I just kept going

"Nala stop",

"NALA FUCKING STOP",

"NO YOU FUCKING STOP! FUCKING STOP KILLING PEOPLE! STOP BEING PSYCHO", I screamed at him covering my mouth after, I didn't mean to let that slip...his eyes turned black and he took slow steps closer to me

"I have all the characteristics of a human: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single clear identifiable emotion, except disgust and greed", he spat, as he turned his head to the side

"A census taker once tried to test me, I ate his liver with some favs beans and a nice chianti", he said adding a change in his voice and sucking his lip in and out at the very end. My back hit the cold white wall and Justin got so close to me we were practically sharing the same air.

"It places the lotion in the basket", he said calmly

"Justin let me leave", I replied, my voice shaking

"IT PUTS THE FUCKING LOTION IN THE BASKET", He screamed pulling out his gun and placing it to my temple

"You all taste so much better when you're afraid", i pushed him back after he said that and ran out the room, down the stairs and out the door as my dad pulled into the driveway, I still kept running down the sidewalk. About a block later I came to a stop and started to walk. A blue van pulled up next to me, I turned to look at it and as soon as I did some guys in masks pulled me into the van

JUSTIN'S POV

I laughed at her attempt to get away as I heard the front door shut, I ran a hand through my hair and twirled my gun around my finger, until I stopped and started into the mirror as I saw me starting back, blowing smoke out of my nose, pure black eyes like a demon, it stepped out of the mirror and tilted it's head at me

"Come here talk to me, sit, pull up at chair", it's deep echoing demon voice growled at me

"No I told you leave me the fuck alone will you?!", I spat at him gritting my teeth

"But I'm here to rebuild you",

"NO I FUCKING KILLED YOU!", I screamed pulling at my hair

"But Justin we were meant for each other, think about your mom", it growled

"So what of her?",

"Think about what she did to you and your sister, all those times she would-", I cut it off

"FUCK YOU MOTHER FUCKER! I HAD YOU BEAT!", it laughed at my statement

"No I was playing possum, I gave you enough time, now I'm back, and you're soul is mine",

"YOU BITCH WHY?!", I screamed at it backing away

"My darling, I don't want you to EVER leave me, me and you were meant to be together, my darling I possess your mind, soul, heart and body", it growled

"FUCK THIS MIRROR", I screamed aiming my gun at the mirror

"I'm not in the mirror I'm inside you, let me guide you",

"FUCK YOU! DIE SON OF A BITCH", I screamed cocking the gun back

"You won't do it, you know since you went off the drugs you got a lot softer, put the gun down",

"Bye bye", I fired 3 rounds into the mirror watching t shatter and cover the floor, I looked down at my tattooed arms and then felt my face and my chest

"Okay I'm still alive", I turned to walk out the bedroom and jumped to see myself faced with its black eyes

"And so am i, you can't kill a spirit even if you tried too... remember that night you prayed to god that you'd get anything to get out of that place with your father, and slim found you. Now see the downside to that is you became a drug addict, in as out of rehab, it's a cycle, can't even sleep at night without nyquill. And you're not even sure if your girl likes you", he growled pacing around me, I stayed quite and frozen

"Justin...",

"WHAT?!",

"No ones gunna love you like I do", my phone started to ring, and his piercing black eyes looked straight through me

"Well you gunna let me get that you dick?!", I spat and he disappeared. I clicked answer and held it to my ear

"You have two hours", the groggy voice growled into my phone

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