Self Acceptance (Incomplete)

Chapter Four: Day One, Part Two

About an hour after Carla left for class, her double returned from her jog around the park, and came in walking nonchalantly through the back door, into the kitchen, and in full runners clothes. Denice stood there, awestruck, eating an apple.

"Wow, you weren't kidding." Denice said, sitting at the table, with a surprised expression.

This Carla just raised an eyebrow, and looked at Denice with a confused look.

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"About you coming back in a different set of clothes." Denice replied.

Carla felt her heart skip a beat. 'Carla.' She thought.

"Yep. See, I'm always right!" She said with a slight nervous laugh.

Denice frowned and looked back at the table. "By the way, don't forget about the food you brought earlier." She said, pointing to the counter.

Carla looked over at the counter, and saw the food her other self brought her. 'Well, that was nice of me' she smirked.

"Oh, uuh, thanks Denice." She said, taking the food and barricading herself in her room.

"Freak" Carla faintly heard her roommate say.

"Bitch." Carla quipped to herself.

'Oh my god! She got me my favorite! I gotta remember to thank you later, me.' Carla mentally told herself, and she dug in. Afterwards, She worked on some assignments he had pending, and anxiously waited for her other self to come back from class.

Hours later, by nightfall, she heard the back door open, and knew it was the other Carla, since Denice almost never uses that door.

'Oh, thank god.' She thought to herself.

She found herself genuinely exited; even her heart rate rose.

"What? When did you leave?" She heard Denice ask loudly.

'Oh crap! That slut is on to us, I just know it.' She thought.

"Uuh, a little while ago actually. I had class, and had to go get more groceries since your friends ate all mine." Carla heard her own voice snap back.

"What?! Oh, whatever...Listen I'm going to be in my room, and I've got company coming over-" Denice began to say.

"-shocker" Carla heard her other self interject.

A short pause soon followed, and Carla could only imagine the glaring that was taking place.

"Ugh, just whatever you do, don't do anything to scare him off." Denice finished, the sound of her feet hitting the tiled floor indicating that she walked away.

"Bitch." Carla faintly heard her other self say, making her laugh.

Soon afterwards, the other Carla walked into the room, and closed the locked the door behind her.

"Hey!" Carla said as she got up from the desk, and hugged her double.

"Hey me." The other Carla greeted, gently pushing her other self away.

"So how did it go?" Carla asked cheerfully.

The other Carla frowned. "Oh, my day was just as riveting as it usually is, you know? But I was surprised when I passed by during the day, and my clo- I mean...you, were not only gone, but that bitch Denice saw you leave, and then ten minutes later, I showed up apparently wearing something completely different!" She scolded.

Carla suddenly felt a shot of guilt rush through her mind. "Oops... Sorry, my bad." She apologized.

"You know we almost got caught right?" Carla's duplicate asked.