Tim Demands Answers

Tim took in a breath, nearly stumbling over out of shock. He looked at Tracy, still in Alice's body, and then at Alice, who still inhabited Tracy’s body. Tim, Alice thought, breaking eye contact, I'm really sorry.

“Can someone tell me what the hell's going on?” Tim suddenly said, struggling out from Tracy's grasp.

Alice noticed the look of heartbreak in Tracy's eyes, she also saw those same eyes go from heartbroken to angry, glaring in her direction.

Despite herself, Alice couldn't help but smile. Now she knows how it feels to be rejected.

Tim looked between Alice's body and Tracy's body, “Did she put you up to this?” Tim demanded, a quiver in his voice as he pointed at Alice's body, “Was this…” Tim paused for a moment, “was this entire thing planned?”

“Tim, baby,” Tracy began, reaching for him, “listen-”

Tim batted her hand away with an audible slap, surprising both Alice and Tracy. Woah, Alice thought, staring, I didn’t think he had it in him.

Tracy looked at Tim, stunned, trying to process the fact he slapped her away. Before Tracy could do anything, Tim rounded at Alice and she saw the hurt and despair clear in his eyes. He was shaking, not wanting to believe the story he'd concocted in his head. A shame, because the story of what actually happened was far stranger.

“Tracy,” Tim began, his voice shaking, “Please, tell me the truth. What happened today? Why did you…” he paused, holding back his tears, “Why did you do all those things?”

Alice licked her lips, not sure what to say. She glanced at Tracy, still in her body, the fire inside her had gone out and she looked almost as defeated as Tim. Fuck me, she really does care about him.