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My paranoia spiked hard. "Someone's framing me too," Charlie said at once. I looked between him and the empty space Lena had left. Two people I trusted. Two people now connected by evidence that pointed against them. My mind began to spiral. David's warnings about enemies. The massacre. Waking up alone. The walls seemed to close in. What if everyone I trusted was lying again? Charlie refused to step back. "You need to step away from this before you make a mistake." "You think I'm making mistakes?"

it was my decision to observe the world through my eyes. And this is what I'm getting. I'm truly believing on the saying' grass is greener on the other side' and that's what it seemed though. I thought daddy, caged me, made me a parrot in his luxurious mansion but now it seems different. he wanted to protect. But there is no turning back. Is it? Currently my mind is preoccupied with all paranoid thoughts. I not a paranoid but holy Goddess who remains calm even after so much happened all of the sudden.

Rose You know the feeling that nags at the back of the brain. The one that’s constantly there and you think it’s nothing. It feels like it’s just in your head and it will eventually leave on its own accord. That feeling was paranoia. Paranoia I should have listened to because nothing is ever okay after I have the nagging feeling ever. I regret being caught and brought back to Luke because everything was fucked. “Why are you doing this?” Benny was unconscious on the floor with blood on the back of his head from the heavy blow he suffered. Mister missing my wife and you remind me of her and creeper was not in a suit anymore.

That strange cursed thread tying itself tighter around all of us. I rubbed my forehead with two fingers. “This is ridiculous.” “Yes.” “I hate it.” “So do I.” That startled a laugh out of me before I could stop it. He laughed too, low and brief, and for one strange second it felt easy between us. Dangerously easy. That realization sobered me at once. I stood abruptly and began pacing. “Well,” I said too brightly, “thank you for the security guard.” “You’re welcome.” “And the paranoia.” “Paranoia is never scarce these days”

she asked with that sly smile. I hated that smile. She knew me better than I wanted her to sometimes. "It’s so stupid. Literally nothing has happened, nothing is going on but I’m just... paranoid. I was too afraid to go to the park. I was worried that guy was going to be there again, and I always get the feeling that I’m being watched or someone is coming after me." Lauren reached over and touched my knee comfortingly. "I feel like that is completely reasonable and understandable." "Yeah, Jaxon said that too. He said it’s probably going to be a while before I start to feel better about things. He said that paranoia was normal, but it doesn’t feel normal, and I feel crazy."

“What the hell is wrong with you? Where is that coming from?” I went silent because honestly, I didn’t even know where that had come from. The words had left my mouth before I could stop them so I took a deep breath, forcing the anger down. “I’m sorry for my behavior, I’m just paranoid because some strange images have been popping up in my head and it’s making me agitated.” He searched my face. “Are you remembering anything?” “No, it’s not that,” I whispered. “It’s just… I don’t know what to believe or who to trust because you’re keeping so many things away from me.”

I couldn’t sleep the other night because I was thinking about Cain , now I can’t sleep tonight because of this stupid note. I should say yes to what? I looked around and everyone was asleep , everywhere was dead quiet, I wouldn’t dare wake Mary up ,that would be too much , I will tell her in the morning. **** I didn’t even get enough sleep before my alarm woke me up. It was morning again . I’m feeling paranoid this morning still bordered about the goddamn note. Everyone looked like a suspect . Who would want to scare me?

Iliana’s POV: I was lost in the world of fiction when my own world slowed down to a sudden halt. I was getting that feeling. Again. For the hundredth time now. Hair on the nape of my neck stood taller as my breathing became shallow. I clutched the book in my hands as if it were my only anchor. ‘It’s nothing. It’s just in your head.’ I chanted the mantra repeatedly, even though I knew it wasn’t only in my head. I wasn’t crazy. No matter what the police said, I couldn’t be paranoid enough to imagine the same horrifying thing again and again.

I could barely speak. The words hit me so hard I actually stopped breathing for a second. I stared at him like I had misheard or maybe my ears had decided to twist the word into something uglier than what he actually said. “What do you mean… paranoid?” “You’re paranoid, Lana.” he answered, his eyes staring deep in my being I shook my head fervently. “No, what the hell does that even mean?” He exhaled through his nose and that made it worse. I could feel heat crawling up my neck.

"It could be anyone. Anyone at all." "Exactly," X said through the phone. "Now you understand the game. I am everywhere and nowhere. A ghost among ghosts. And you will spend every remaining day looking over your shoulder, doubting everyone, trusting no one. That is my real revenge, Eva. Not death. Not destruction. Uncertainty. The slow poison of paranoia destroying you from within." "We will find you—"