The Possession Part 3!

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Amber stare at me through her strong black beetle eyes. We haven’t talked much. I feel too worn out. We lay on the couch like strangers even-though we were best friends for years and I might have had feelings for her.

“I’m sorry about her.” She mumble trying to break the awkward silence.

“There’s nothing to do. I couldn’t even say goodbye” I feel my eyes inflating and Amber sees it too.

“Let’s walk around the house. Let’s catch some memories. You’ll feel better.”

I don’t want to, but I get up anyways.

We had gone everywhere in the house except for mom’s room. Mom was outside. She is just staring into space. I knew the comfort in it. I wonder if she can see Lily. We go in. It’s a typical parent bedroom. A broken perfume bottle stands on the dressing table. Mom gave up beauty stuff after dad died. I doubt she would do it now after Lily died.

 As I look closely, there is a fairly large necklace with a big pendent on the bed. The bed is messy, but it is visible. I walk up to it and pick it up. It has small wavy lines carved to it like a magic spell. They feel soothing. I find the edge and barely open it when a blinding light pores out, and it moves on it’s own accord. Amber gasps.

“Help me, dear brother. Get me out of here.” The necklace calls soberly.

It can’t be. A four year old can’t talk that good. And how can she be in a pendent? I’m dreaming. Then who is it?

As my eyes get used to the light, I see no-one other than my sister standing in the pendent like a miniature doll. Amber grasp my hand. I stare at her. She nods roughly. I got to confront mom. Is it what I am thinking?  No, but, She’s my mom. She was crying when Lily died. How could I accuse her without shame?

I still march outside to face mom. She looks startled to see me furious.

I held out the necklace. Her face grimace.

“You killed my sister!” I shout at her. I shouldn’t accuse her so quickly. But I don’t care.

“Simon, what’s wrong? What is that?” she tried to look puzzled but she is panicking. I knew at that moment that I am right. She is a murderer. Lily was unfairly murdered. Mom will not be forgiven.

I shove the necklace into her face with a lot of force. She stagger back. I feel happy to see her defeated. How dare she kill Lily.