Lissa – Unlikely (Part 3)

I’m not going to lie, I stalked her. I found her on social media and monitored her activity. Since I knew what she looked like, I found her in the dining hall and made notice of every time I bumped into her between classes and on free time. I even started making small conversation with her. It took me a while, but I devised a plan that I put into action today.

Lissa walks out of dinner at 6:17, right when I get out of my class. I fall behind her in the hallway, carefully keeping her in my line of sight. I was about to make my move, but everything went black.

I woke up in the infirmary a few hours later. Lissa and Piper were sitting next to me.

“What happened?” I ask, disoriented and incredibly thirsty.

Piper explained to me that I collapsed on the ground behind Lissa, and she caught me just before I cracked my head on the stairs. I didn’t thank her, so Piper did.

“It’s no problem, really! I’m just glad you’re okay, it could have been a nasty spill!” Lissa’s overflowing happiness sickens me.

I fake a smile and turn my eyes to Piper, silently screaming for her to get me out of this cot. She calls over the nurse and I’m discharged. Lissa follows us out of the infirmary like a puppy, making jokes that she’s there for “support” if I faint again.

I’m about to tell off Lissa, but I shut my mouth as soon as I see her. She had a black cloth swaddled around her like a dress. Her thick locks were so laden with water; her hair itself looked like a veil. Her mouth pries itself open to maggots crawling out and a festering smell. She cackled maniacally and stare me straight in the eyes. I couldn’t help but scream and cover my mouth in horror.

“Larkin, what’s wrong?” Piper asked. I point at Lissa and Piper looks back at me, confused. I snap around to see Lissa, visibly scared, and standing as innocent as ever in the hall.

“I… I saw…” I tried to make words, but my brain didn’t seem to work.

“I think it’s time you get to bed, Larkin,” Piper says concerned, and pulled my arm toward our room. My stare didn’t leave Lissa though, who I swore had horns in her hair.

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