Chapter 10

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Listen to the song on the side to add effect. Xx

Previously on Surreal...

"Do you think anything will happen tonight?" I ask.

Holland sits uneasy. She takes the cup from me and finishes it off.

"I would like to think nothing would and that we were normal juniors at a normal high school party."

"We haven't been normal for a while now." I laugh.

"Let's try before the skitches get here. Come on, you love this song." She pulls me up.

T-minus seven minutes until our plan takes action.

"I think he's cute." Allison giggles to a boy standing in the corner texting.

I squint. That's Alex.

"Carter!" Holland runs to me, panting, stopping me from my mission.

"They're not dying from ethambutol shots! There's no such thing! They're pills!"

My eyes scan every cup in the room.

"It's in the punch." I start to breathe rapidly. My heart is pounding. Suddenly Allison flirting with Alex isn't the problem.

"I w-was trying to help." Cody stutters.

"By killing people." I blink in astonishment.

"Why don't you... refresh my memory from that time we had in my room." Cody winks.

I cringe in disgust.

"You're sick." I spit.

"Come on Carter," He pushes a hair away from my face.

"Don't you wanna know where Dylan is?"

"You won't be controling me anymore Cody." I state.

"Oh really? Why's that? I got you to kill Mason didn't I?"

I cringe at the memory. I killed someone. And that's something I had no control over. But I had control over this.

"Because I'm in control." I bring my free foot around his right leg, knocking us both to the ground.

Before I can hesitate, I put the crossbow to his head and fire.

I point the crossbow at his head.

But I can't pull the trigger.

"You won't kill me."

He's right. I can't kill him. Because my Dylan is in there somewhere.

I squeeze my eyes shut, silently appologizing before I squeeze the trigger.

* * *

Instead of his head, an arrow punges into his stomach.

Run.

I open the door and push my way through people to go down the stairs.

I freeze at the bottom of the stairs.

Through the crowded room and hundreds of teenagers, I spot Allison holding a knife to Holland's neck. Allison is surrounded by four black figures. The shadows. The ones that haunted me for months. They were from Allison. I hadn't even known Allison at the time & she had been tormenting me...

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