He sat there smirking like the devil himself— or maybe he actually was!
But also… kinda hot- ahhhhh! No!! That is literally a ghost or vampire or dracula or John cena playing halloween!
"WHO ARE YOU MR. HOT-AND-SCARY AND WHY ARE YOU HERE???!"
He just chuckled and goooooood why was his laugh so hypnotic like he was purposely trying to make her trip for him.
Then, he— disappeared.
Whaaaat???! She rubbed her eyes to double check.
Ok— she was officially insane.
There were two possibilities—
Either she just imagined a hot, not-human creature. (And Natalie is so dead tomorrow.)
Or…. It was real and she was the one dying— but at least the murderer was fine.
Though she's gonna haunt Natalie if it's the latter, anyway.
She gulps and turns to look in the mirror again and….
Yep nothing again.
She really has gone insane, that's a universal fact now.
She immediately grabs her phone and calls Natalie. Natalie picks up.
"YOU STUPID BISH!! I'LL KILL YOU WHAT IN THE DEMON-ON-AN-AIRPLANE RITUAL YOU GAVE ME??! I SAW A FREAKING HOTTIE WITH MOMMY ISSUES AND NO HUMAN TENDENCIES AND. HE. DISAPPEARED AHHHHH!"
Meanwhile Natalie could feel blood trickling down her ear from Rhea's crazy outburst as she replied—
"Girl first of all— calm the freaks down!"
"CALM DOWN? CALM DOWNN?! YUH, LIKE THAT'S POSSIBLE AFTER SEEING A SWOON-WORTHY SUPERNATURAL HOTTIE AND—"
Natalie just rolled her eyes and said—
"Maybe you are that desperate for a fictional boyfriend to come true, you are hallucinating hot demons now."
"NOOO i swear it was really! Dare to not believe me bish and you are dead! It's all your fault if I die. You know what lemme write a confession letter that holds you responsible for my death! Dear everyone, Natalie is the why I died at the age of 17 please puni-"
"Girl" Natalie deadpans "stop spiraling, you are just imagining things. Go to sleep, you really need that because I need my beauty sleep. Good night Crazy witch."
With that, Natalie hangs up.
Rhea flops down her bed glaring at the ceiling like it was it owed her money and mutters—
"If I die tonight I am haunting that witch."
Where someone in the far dark whispered—
"Bet?"