Don’t turn around

Chapter 3

9 Years Later

"Anastasia wake up honey"

She grumbles trying to block the noise in her we with the pillow.

"Your gonna be late for school, shower get ready and come downstairs for your medicine" Hunters says. She hears his big footsteps recede down to the kitchen, now fully awake to sits on the bed cross legged debating whether or not she wants to run away or just disappear for good. I can't go back to that school ,They don't understand me.

"Your right they don't you should just kill them" that demonic voice enter her thoughts once again "Kill them Kill them all" the voice echoes until it grows louder ready to shatter her ear drums.

Anastasia covers both ears hard gritting her teeth and eyes completely closed forcing the thoughts to disappear, this is nothing new she's heard voices in her head and watch inanimate objects move and she continues having nightmares They only happen to her but invisible to others after many many therapists and Drs visits she was deemed schizophrenic which is uncommon is the younger age group but not impossible since then she's been placed on supervision and take at least 2 pills a day . None actually work. After freshening up she heads downstairs to meet her father she pauses at the middle when she hears sniffling

slowly creeping to the bottom her head peaks out gently to find her father holding the frame of what she assumes is her Mother Marlene.

All he does is cry every time he even thinks of her.

He still refuses to tell her what happened and why there were police investigations For months, Feeling eyes on him his head pops up to find Anastasia watching him in remorse he clears his throat and shrugs it off.

"I made your favorite" voice can still be heard breaking

Once he disappears into the kitchen she goes to look at the picture there she sees a beautiful happy couple madly in love the women holds her belly it looked ready to pop so assuming she was around the corner Anastasia couldn't help the small smile tugging her lips, Look at how happy her parents were It was Christmas both of them standing in front of a tree beautifully decorated the background glow of red and black both their attention on the unborn fetus while they both hold the belly.

But all that glitters is not gold if one can look closely at the picture they can make out that something is dangerously wrong with this picture , her brows furrows deeply as she zooms her eyes in on the creepy picture ,There in the corner of the picture in the very dark shadow that's casted a silhouette with two crimson red eyes face the couple staring right at the belly, the picture suddenly feels heavy the temperature drops tremendously and the room spins , what the f**k is that? .

Suddenly a figure is above her on the wall a shadow of a large demon with pointy horns is casted she screams and turns around . It's her father. She glances back at the wall the figure is gone

"Anastasia" Her fathers voice speaks softly

"Breakfast is ready ".

The father and daughter sit in their small 4 cornered mahogany table on opposite sides, both try not to look at the table on the end Memories to painful

Breaking the silence "make sure to drink the pills with water only" he emphasized

"Yes daddy" she eyes the blue and red pills.

they taste awful .

" I don't want to go" Her father stops his movements eyes still in his plate not sure how to respond, "they think I'm weird dad, I have no friends and I sit alone" Anastasia silently pleads "They don't even work" she whispers

But Hunter heard , angrily dropping his utensils elbow propped on table hand running down his face in frustration eyes focused on the window she can feel his leg impatiently tapping under the table

"I'm not losing you too Anastasia" voice breaking he breathes out his noise hard closing his eyes "if they don't work we'll find ones that do, until than please"

Seeing her father this way was unbearable she sighs defeatedly "yes daddy".

Another moment of silence passes by

"I think it's time you go see your mother " all of Anastasia's body movements freeze she stops chewing eyes deadpanned at her father, she breathes out heavily feeling tears erupt it has been 9 years since she has last seen Her mother ever since she was locked away in the Asylum forever, "after school, I'll take you ... I think it's time" Anastasia looked up puzzled ... time?

"Time for what?" Anastasia repeats

Hunters head shoots up "huh?"

"You said something just now daddy"

hunters eyes lazily moves away confused frowning "yea I'll take you meet your mother after school" he repeated

"that's it?"

"Yes Anastasia now hurry up drink the pills and let's go" Hunter says standing up to the sink ... Very odd.

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I'll see you after school Hunter says giving his daughter a kiss in the forehead, she steps out of the car and into the pavement of the school she watches her father drive off all the way until he turns around the corner Two girls step into Anastasia's view they sized her up and down giggling and whispering, they did everything to avoid walking near Anastasia but she knew she heard the word "freak" the name she was labeled with in the school. Anastasia finds her way to class she likes to go in early, she has no friends and people run away from her when she's near, her only escape is coming to her English teachers classroom. All teachers are aware of her condition but only Mrs.Pazzoni accepted her for who she, is it wasn't fair that she was treated this easy for something she couldn't control the two barely ever spoke about the condition mostly about shoes and what nots.

The bell rings signaling class will soon be full of other students that hate her "let's get this day started Shall we Anastasia?, let's tackle these together" now encouraged Anastasia goes to her seat . All the way in the back.

"Can anyone explain why oceanography is the most difficult to fully discover" Mrs .Pazzoni

Says to the class all hands raise up so git then wrong

"Anastasia?"

"Only 5 percent of the ocean has been discovered the current's are too strong and they haven't even reached the bottom yet". She speaks proudly

"Right as always Anastasia don't you get tired carrying this class in your back?" Mrs Pazzoni winks and turns back to the board.

Her mom is a witch I heard

I heard they practice witchcraft

Why does she pretend to be a freak?

She just wants attention if only she was half as attractive as she thinks she is

The same whispers the same rumors the same bullies Anastasia fights tears as she sinks down in her chair eyes suddenly burn right through her she peaks up and right in the seat by the door smiling a half smile is Jackson . Anastasia's long time crush

Jackson was regular, 6'2 brown curls that reach is cheeks dimples on both sides olive skin and hazel eyes he played basketball and currently in line for an NBA contract soon, what stands out about Jackson that Anastasia loves so much is he is a part time nurse that deals with patients who are Chronically Ill. They met once at a hospital when she was a freshman and since than he has left a mark in her heart.

He gives her a full smile and her heart leaped out of her chest she quickly looks away to put her hair behind her ear but when she looks up again her heart lunges out of her chest, right above Jackson at the door glass a Women with vertical yellow eyes with blood running down her face stares at Jackson her smile reaches her ears as her forked tongue licks her lips

Anastasia quickly closes her eyes to count to 10 as she was told by Most therapists, by 10 she opened her eyes . Nothing Jackson is safe thank goodness She turns around, like a wolf ready to strike the creature is next to her crouched down canines and razor sharp teeth exposed her jaw drops inhumanly to the floor, eyes rolls to the back of her head ,Claws break out of her skin it screams a demonic screech and lunges at Anastasia and she lets out a gut wrenching scream.

"Yes Mr Hunter she's down here in the office, we will wait for your arrival thank you."

The nurse sighs and hangs up the phone and faces a distressed Anastasia the nurse studies her frazzled hair, dried tears and look of pure terror , she rolls her eyes and turns around

Anastasia drops her head in shame

"You poor child" a demonic voice says

Anastasia's head shoots up alert the only person I'm the room is her and the nurse

Who just said that? A disgusting crack can be heard as Anastasia witnesses the nurses head crack backwards until it's looking at Anastasia upside down. "I did my sweet grandchild" the voice continues once again forming at the lips of the nurse

grandchild? Ultimate fear rendered Anastasia quiet, she can't move, she can't speak she lost all control in her body as if she's ... Paralyzed

"Your next my sweet grandchild"

"Your next" the voice goes deeper and deeper

"Your next" than that creepy smile returns but more sinister upside down.

"Say hello to your mother for me " the voice echoed before disappearing

Hunger barges through the doors to find Anastasia pale as a ghost, bathed in sweat as she stares at the back of the nurse who was eating a sandwich.

"Another?" He sighs

"Yes, unfortunately this time she scream and ran knocking into Alexis Davis who was sitting right in front of and somehow broke her arm"

Hunter glanced at the room to the right leaning his head in, there laid a young women with blonde hair with a small cast in her Wrist.

Isn't that the girl that normally bullies Anastasia? Hunter thought

"Thank you" Hunter says thinking it's over

"No Mr Hunter the family wants to press charges either that or Anastasia cannot come back to school until it dies down".

" I see" hunter frowned

"Try homeschooling Mrs.Pazzoni is also a bit shaken and decided to take a month's leave"

"Thank you is that all?"

" Yes you all have a good day " the nurse says

Anastasia follows behind her father "I'll see you real soon Anastasia " a demons voice says

when she decides to turn and look back

the nurse now has black eyes and Alexa now has yellow eyes as they both watch we leave with a sinister smile, but Anastasia didn't miss the shadowy figure in the corner with the blood red crimson eyes watching as well.