“Ron, stop this!” Natalie yelled at Ronnie—although she was literally talking to her own reflection in front of the mirror. Her eyes blazed like coals set on fire when pieces of wood were added.
Because of Ronnie’s constant take over, Natali and he had become co-conscious of what the persona in charge was doing while driving the body. Teddy had been suppressed by Ronnie—put him to sleep somewhere in the subconscious of Natalie’s mind.
“You know you sound preposterous, don’t you?” Natalie’s facial expression changed from real mad to a mocking one. “I’m this close to avenging our sister.” Ronnie put his hands in the air; his thumb and the index fingers apart, measuring an inch.
“I can arrest them, you know? And you, too.”
Ronnie scoffed. “Is that a joke? You can’t even catch that fatso!
