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Chapter 7 by Cup of suspicious white liquid Cup of suspicious white liquid

Who entered the house?

It's Lily

As James lay on the floor his heart was pounding in his throat. James' soft face displayed sheer terror. Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, what should I do? Who is it? THINK, THINK! How do I explain this?! James' breath began to grow erratic, as his eyes darted side to side in stress and terror.

Lily just entered the house, parking her scooter outside as she didn't plan to stay in for long. "Hay turd you home?" Lily called for her step-brother, as she made her way toward the kitchen to grab something to eat. "Im planning to make a sandwich you w-" Her speech was interrupted by what she saw on the kitchen floor. A half-naked girl with an extremely lewd body laying there, her face was a canvas of unadulterated horror, etched with the unmistakable markers of sheer terror. Wide, dilated eyes bulged out of their sockets contrasted by her trembling irises, Her eyebrows arched high, pulled together in a tight, anguished knot that emphasized the depths of her distress, the color drained from her cheeks, her complexion an ashy gray, Her lips quivered uncontrollably as if she wanted to say something, but stopping before any sound could escape, cold sweat cascaded down her face, In the grip of terror, her nostrils were flared, allowing shallow, rapid breaths to escape in short bursts, the sound of her soft panting filling the air. she appeared frozen, her eyes fixed on Lilies face.

"Holy-WHE-What, Who are you?!" Lily spurted out taking a step backward and almost falling to the floor from shock, her eyes darted side to side scanning the room as if looking for something, after which her hands rushed towards her pocket as she fumbled her phone out.

"Wait! Stop!" A soft voice was carried through the kitchen, "It's me, James, you have to believe me!" the half-naked girl exclaimed while getting up in a half-seated position, looking more distressed than scared.

"Wh-w, are you high?!" Lily exclaimed with a hint of concern and worry in her tone, as her eyes darted in the room, taking rests on the bottles of pills and the girl on the floor, she was wearing James' shirt, and his clothes; his shorts, slippers, and underwear, were in the kitchen towards the exit.

"I-I took-" James was interrupted by Lily.

"Did, Did he do this to you?!" Lily sounded equal part worried and angry, gripping her phone tighter.

"No, n-no, he-i no, I'm not high, I'm James I just took these pills, and they turned me into a girl, you ha-" James was once again interrupted as he attempted to explain.

"What are those pills?! Where is James?! I'm calling the police!" Lily shot out.

"Please no, please, you have to trust me, I'm James" James frantically lifted his arms shaking them at Lily in an attempt to dissuade her. "I, I'll prove it, please, I'll prove I'm James, don't call anyone!" James spoke frantically.

How does James prove his story?

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