Chopper Blushing Novels & Stories

she added, glancing back at me. Her eyes held mine for a fraction of a second before adding, “They just disappear.” And just like that, she was gone. I exhaled slowly, pushing myself off the wall. My arm still felt where she had grabbed me. I turned back to the sink, staring at my reflection. Then down at my hands still faintly green. I washed them again, slower this time. Then I dried them, straightened, and walked out. When I stepped back into the hall, the noise hit me again. My group was still gathered around the canvas, arguing over something that didn’t matter as much as it felt like it did.

I said, raising my cup. "To the future," Chloe eagerly countered, completely unaware of her own doom. She tilted her head back and took a deep, greedy gulp of the champagne. I watched the liquid slide down her throat, a cold, vicious satisfaction settling deep into my bones. Enjoy the trap, sister. It was made just for me, but it fits you perfectly. Within three minutes, the effects came. Chloe’s pupils dilated until her violet eyes were nearly black. A dark, unnatural flush crept up her neck, and her breathing suddenly became shallow and ragged. She stumbled backward, dropping her empty glass onto the carpet with a soft thud.