Behind you #Wattys2014

Chapter twenty- nine

In the middle of the night, my eyes flew open. I'm shivering. At first I wonder why. But then, I notice how dark it is. Midnight. I look around the small hotel room, heart racing, and cautious. I hear something, in the kitchen....

Drinking. Yes, definitely drinking.

I cover my eyes, suddenly feeling very scared. I hear the bottle being thrown away, and the unscrewing of another cap. I hear the gulps.

My legs are shaky, but I step out of my bed, and start to tip toe to the door, cautiously opening it, making sure not to wake Alicia. The hallway is pitch dark. I can't turn on the light, even if I'm scared, I can't let the person find me.

"Eleanor." I whisper, but it's too soft, no one with a normal ear can hear it, even if she's an apparition. My back is sweating. I shiver more.

I cautiously oozed down the hall; the first thing that comes to view is the trash can. With six empty mini water bottles in it. My eyes widen to the size of saucers, I drop to the ground and crawl into the kitchen.

The back of a woman's head. Messed up brown hair. Reminds me of a witch.

My heart doesn't stop hammering in my chest. I suck in my breath, and then, ever so loudly, I let it out. The sharp scream.

I immediately close my eyes, not wanting to see this girl's reaction, but there's no sound, just drinking. My eyes open again, adjusting to the darkness. I'm still staring at the back of her. There's no way she can't hear me, must not be human.

I suddenly get the urge to leave.

To leave.

But I'm nailed to the ground. I feel terribly trapped, just as the woman starts to turn around, slowly. My mouth drops open, but I don't make a sound.

And I finally scream again, when I realize what I mistaken to be a creepy figure. It's Alicia. She hasn't drank anything for an entire day.

"A- Alicia-" I reach over to tap her, as she dumps away her seventh bottle. But I then, clearly see her face. He eyes are closed and she has a grin on her face. I scream again.

She's sleepwalking.

I watch my sister make her way back to her bed, by the window. She closes her eyes. I return to mine, and stare at her for a while.

Alicia once again, rises slowly, she puts her arms straight out in front of her like a zombie, and heads for the bathroom this time.

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"Wake up! Now! Molly! I'm serious!" I feel the soft hands shaking me.

"Be quiet, Mom, I'm tired." I moan.

"Molly; today is trial day!" The word 'trial' slowly peels my eyelids open. Eleanor is standing over me, looking very panicked.

"Oh! Oh my god! Eleanor, thank you!"

"Finally." She sighs in relief; I glance at the clock on my end table.

"But it's 5:30 in the morning. We're supposed to be at the building at about 9:00, Eleanor."

"I just thought that it'd be good use for you to get cleaned up, before you have to wake your sister."

I turn around, and see Alicia, she threw up everywhere last night, and she doesn't seem notice. I gasp, seeing how dirty she is.

"It's... it's water. Well, are they- is the hotel going to sue us?" I ask, glancing at the ground.

"Don't worry." Eleanor says she walks over to Alicia. "I'll try to clean it up; I've done this stuff, all my life."