Panic!

You knew this was a risk, you knew there was a possibility this might happen but deep down inside you never really though you'd end up being the clone. You willingly bet everything that you'd end up as you and that you'd be living with a perfect sex **** even if the rest of your life hadn't panned out the way you hoped. And now you were stuck on the severely loosing end of the bargain. You had no idea what to do or what the hell was going to happen. And worse, you knew the real person who created you, or yourself. You knew what the Other you, or male you had intended the female clone for. It made you sick to even think that the real you isn't the pretty decent looking chick looking back at you in the mirror. You hear yourself downstairs and realize that your little panic attack might have alerted him that your awake. You were really really nervous about what he could possibly have in store for you once he finally made his way up here.