Jeremy's POV:

I watched the video over again.

How could I have dropped my knife.

I saw the brunette knock out and tie up Essy and drag her out of the room, then they were out of view.

I just didn't understand.

I went back a few days and replayed some footage, adding volume this time.

"Tell me about your daughter," the brunette said.

I froze.

Daughter.

I hadn't heard that right.

I played it again. Again, she said daughter. And Essy described her, from what she knew. Red hair, blue eyes. Abut five or six years old by now.

Was she real? Or were the drugs affecting her brain?

But if she was real... I could find her and take her. And Essy would do anything to save her, I was sure.

I played the video again, letting it run longer this time.

"Niall adopted a girl..." the brunette whispered. "But, I never saw her. He said she was his daughter, but I don't think he meant, his real daughter. I only know what Louis told me. He told me he had to watch her while Niall went out of town."

Out of town.... trying to find Essy are we Horny? Fuck that ass. He was never good enough for Essy. I was good enough for Essy. I could handle her... mood swings. Niall never knew what they were. I knew what they were, because of my sister.


Flashback:

I sat down on the blacktop after school, waiting for my sister. Since I was in third grade and she was in fifth, we got out at different times.

Suddenly I heard her coming towards me, and I turned.

"Jer," she smiled warmly. I smiled back, nervously. So it was her good side, that was with me right now. For now.

She held our her hand and helped me up, still smiling. We began to walk towards the fence at the edge of the campus.

"How was your day?" I asked.

"Good... I think." She frowned. I tensed inwardly. That meant her other side had come out during the day. So she couldn't remember parts of it.

My mother told me she had Dissociative Identity Disorder. I didn't know what that meant. All I knew was sometimes she knew who I was, and others she became a whole knew person, and grew very violent.

Usually she had fits of her violent side when someone messed with her emotions. One time I insulted her friend after school and she pulled a knife out of her backpack and...

I shuddered and looked over at her. She seemed slightly dazed. She looked up at the clouds sighed.

"Daddy says the house is going to burn tomorrow," she said.

I froze. No... no.

"Eliza... Daddy's dead," I whispered. "He died last year."

She snapped her head in my direction, the gleam returning to her eyes.

"Eliza..." I warned, backing away. She lunged for me. "ELIZA IT'S ME!" I screamed, as she began to beat me, intent on my destruction.

The world began to blur around me as she beat me into oblivion. Suddenly she stood up. "Daddy says I burn the house tomorrow," she said in a hoarse whisper. "So I burn it."

She walked away in a trance and I began to cry.

Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. Thinking she had returned... perhaps with her knife, i balled myself up to avoid the pain.

"Jeremy?" Said a voice, sweet like vanilla, delicate, comforting. I rolled over and sat up. It was Essence, her beautiful hair falling around her as she blushed slightly. She tended to avoid me because I bullied everyone. How could I avoid it? It helped me cope with the pain of my crazy sister and my dead, also crazy father.

She sat down beside me, and inspected my bleeding face. A look of sorrow crossed over her, and she reached into her school bag and pulled out some wipes, to wipe the dirt out of my cuts. It stung a little, but I sat still. She was so pretty, and kind. I watched her longingly.

"Thank you," I said when she'd finished.

"It's nothing," she said, smiling, nervously. "Your sister again?"

I nodded.

Someone called her name.

"Oh that's Niall, gotta run," she said, getting up and smiling.

"I hate him," I snarled.

Suddenly her expression changed. It was the gleam. The gleam in her eye. The same one as my sister.

And she pounced.

Luckily for me, she was so much smaller than me, I easily pinned her down underneath me.

"Essy! Essy breath! It's me! It's fine!"

She struggled screaming, unaware that she was loosing, and continued to try and beat me from underneath.

I held her down patiently, waiting for the gleam to subside.

"What... what.. happened..." She whispered.

I got off of her and helped her up, feeling guilty because she was now covered in dirt.

"Nothing," I said calmly. "Niall called you. See you later."

Looking slightly dazed she turned and walked away. I felt my heart break. I didn't want her to leave me. Ever.


I shook my head, freeing it of the memories. That was the day before she'd died, trying to burn the house down. The day before the fire had killed my mother. And I'd been left alone. The last day of my innocence.

If I could get that girl, if she was real, I could get Essy back. And I wanted her back.

So she's with Louis Tomlinson. Well I'd had his address on file for a long time. All of their addresses. They lived on the same street.

I dialed the number of my employee stationed there.

"Hello?"

"Look around the neighborhood, for Louis Tomlinson. He has a little girl with him, red hair. I want her. Get her, and bring her to me."

Then I hung up.

I checked my computer. All the employees had tracking devices. I watched him walk about the neighborhood. After a few minutes he stopped in the park.

Did he have the girl?

He hadn't moved.

I watched the screen. Fifteen minutes passed. Then thirty. He didn't move.

Could he... no. He couldn't be dead.

But then I remembered the demons. The demons inside my sister, inside Essy. If she'd had a daughter, surely the girl would have the demons to... which meant... no.

But after an hour of waiting, and three unanswered phone calls, I knew what had happened.

The girl was haunted by the demons.

And she'd made a kill too.

Notes

if any of you dont get it... go look up the disease its a real thing but i hope everything makes more sense now

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