Page 24 of Sins Of Her Sister

Blaze stands beside us, looking awkward as fuck. He refuses to go near Layla since the night she knocked us out. He swears things are off with her. I won’t acknowledge it until I have all the facts. Rage simmers in the pit of my stomach. I make my face go slack and stare at my step-sister.

“You do that little angel.” I whisper. I can hear theintake of her breath at my closeness. Blaze grabs my arm to pull me away.

“Come on, Ry. Don’t worry about it.” I allow him to tug me away, throwing Layla a wink and a smirk. She wants to act like a brat the one time I'm being nice. I'm willing to show her how mean I can be. Even if I might lose my sanity proving it.

Layla

I’m waiting in Carson’s lifted, red truck. The windows are tinted, so no one can see me have a complete panic attack inside. When I heard about the murders, my body just went into a state of shock. I woke up this morning with red stuff lined under my fingernails again and when I jumped in the shower, it washed out of my hair. I blacked out last night. I have no memory of what I did or how I got home. I don't understand what's happening and it’s scaring me. There has been talk and panic around town because of all of the missing people. I haven't seen Julie since I saw her with Carson. I’ve heard Aaron’s brother, Braxton, can’t be located either, and now this—Mr. Scott and Vanessa are dead.

Sweat beads at my hairline and my heart sputters when images of me waking up with dried up, red substance in my hair and under my nails pop in my head. The anxiety starts to sneak in, but I hurriedly shove those thoughts to the back of my mind. There's no way I would hurt someone. Right? The blackouts, memory loss, being covered in scratches…It’s just a coincidence. Even if it's not and I have every reason to panic, I’m going to choose to live in de-lu-lu land. My heart can’t handle this.

I'm thankful Ryan stood up for me and wouldn't allow me to go, especially since I couldn't speak up for myself. The blackouts are becoming more frequent and seem to be lasting longer. I feel like I'm losing half my life nowwith how much it's happening. I know I upset her when I snatched my hand away from hers. I don't know why I did it. I don't even know why she was being nice for once to begin with. I saw the look in her eyes, though. I know my punishment is coming. Except this time, I need it. I want to feel her soft hands on my body, even if she is rough. I crave the pain that she gives me. It's the only time I feel alive and I'm not worried about disappearing into my mind.

Lost in thought, I jerk when I hear the door open and Carson slides in. His face is red and he looks pissed.

“Hey, are you oka—”

“What the fuck was that, Layla?” He asks. I jerk back, bewildered by his outburst.

“What are you tal—” I try to ask.

“You couldn't even come with your boyfriend to see if it was true?” he asks angrily.

“Carson, I—”

“Look, I know you and Vanessa hated each other, but me and her were friends at one point.” He says, cutting me off again. Getting fed up with his interruptions, it was my turn to be loud.

“Carson! If you would allow me to fucking finish a sentence, then you’ll know I went into shock. I didn't purposefully not go with you.” I say.

“Yeah? Well you sure as fuck didn’t come find me either, did you? The one time I could’ve used you?” he retorts.

What a fucking narcissist. He always finds ways to make me feel like complete shit in this relationship when he’s the one who is constantly saying or doing things to fuck me up. I'm over it.

“I can't do this anymore,” I say quietly. Carson starts laughing and my nerves go haywire. I can feel the anger coming off my face in heat waves.

“Yeah and what could you do without me? You wouldn't be shit without me, Layla. You’re nothing. Doyou know any girl would kill to be in your position?” he says tauntingly, displaying an evil smile on his face. Carson has done some fucked up shit, but he’s never talked to me this way.

“They would kill for this position, huh? Well let them put me out of my fucking misery because this bullshit is painful.” I answer with hurt and anger in my voice.

I open his truck door, but before I can jump out, he aggressively grabs my wrist. He grits his teeth and growls.“This isn't fucking over until I say so.” He pulls me back into the truck and shuts the door.

“Carson, I’m fucking serious. I’m done!” I go for the door again, but the next thing I know, my head is slammed on the dashboard. The pain spreads through my head and everything goes black.

Chapter 14

Layla

My vision is blurry; my brain feels groggy. Last thing I remember was trying to get out of Carson’s vehicle. Damn it. He’s got a lot of fucking nerve. The pain lacing my head makes me wince as I try to sit up. I reach up to touch my forehead and a knot has already formed. That's one good way to piss me off.

Carson is pacing back and forth across the room. I realize he's brought me to his parent’s basement. He laid me on a brown leather couch next to the dark-stained, wooden coffee table sitting in the middle of the room. There's a mini kitchen to the left and a fifty-two inch flat screen TV in front of me.

Carson snaps his head toward me and stomps over. Crouching down to my level, he takes a strand of my hair and twirls it through his fingers.“It's about time you woke up. I was starting to worry you wouldn’t.” He chuckles low.

“Let's be honest, Carson. If you were really worried about me, you wouldn't have knocked me out in the first place,” I say as I glare at him and knock his hand away from me. He snatches me by my chin, his thumb and forefinger pinching as hard as he can.

“Baby, baby, baby…this mouth is going to get you in loads of trouble.” Carson slides his thumb into my mouth. My reflexes take over and I bite the shit out of it. He quickly pulls his thumb away, holding it to his lips to suck the sting away. I can tell that I pushed too far and he can't control his anger.

“You stupid slut!” Rearing back, he punches me across the face. It happened so fast, I couldn’t react on time. My vision goes blurry again and the fog starts to fill my brain. Fuck. Not again. I know I have no power over this. All I can hope for is that Carson grows a conscience before I'm gone. Before I can run, I black out once again.

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