-Taylor

After what feels like hours, I finally meet morning as light beams through the thin white curtains that lay on my window. I got no sleep last night besides the sleep I got before the lady came, which wasn't a lot.

Who was that lady anyway?

Long, curly black hair..

Deep, black, soulless eyes..

Long black dress and black heels..

Then her paper white skin that would glow in the moonlight..

I remember her description perfectly as if it's painted into my brain but I don't know her god damn name..

I growl in frustration, gripping my hair as I try to think.

It's gonna bug me until I figure this out..

For the next few hours, I analyze my thoughts and her speech, trying to figure out who she is.

My enemy is your enemy..

Her words continue to repeat in my mind like a song stuck in my head.

My enemy is your enemy..

Is she talking about Jeff?.. Or is it Jack?..

I will never know till I find out on my own..

I sigh deeply and sit upright on my bed, placing my head in my hands from pure frustration. I pull my hair slightly then stop.

"That's it, I'm finding who the fuck this women is." I growl and stand from my bed.

"You mean me~?" A voice coo's from the window and my eyes jolt up to see the same woman, sitting in the window sill with her legs crossed and swinging almost unnoticeably.