Down To The Rabbithole

*Francesca's Point Of View*

Since the day she returned from traveling through past, my twin sister has been isolating herself from the rest of the world. When I approached Deviola and asked what he knew about Franchesca's odd behavior recently, he only lectured me that it's not his place to explain what's going on with her. This confused me because Franchesca is his favorite child. It makes me wonder what she really saw in that particular timeline that caused her to stop joining us for dinner or be in the same room with Deviola. I am currently with Clarabelle; the two of us are out doing some grocery shopping together while she shares her life story with me, despite the fact that I did not initially ask her for it. I smiled and nodded even though I wanted to rip my ears off because I don't have enough tolerance for someone else's dramatic stories, which obviously stole from a telenovela but made it more cringeworthy.

"Now, tell me about your mom, will you? How would you describe her?" After comprehending what she had just said, I came to a halt for a few seconds and stared at her as though she possessed a second head. The moment Clarabelle realized how rude she had been, she quickly apologized. I turned to look at her before walking over to the aisle that contained the milk, which was located directly next to where we were standing.

I'm not really mad; it's more like I get offended by her question, which is pretty harmless from Canaitra's perspective. Even though I had a mother in the first place, I don't know if she will even accept me for who I am. I mean, will she be happy that I tried to kill my own sister? Who in their right mind would do that with their own sibling?. Deviola is not here to accompany us, which is weird since he was the one who proposed this idea in the first place. My phone rang, but when I look at it, the number of the caller is not saved on my phone. I looked at Clarabelle for a moment; she was busy smelling the fruits in the aisle, which was close enough to where I was. I shook my head and then answered the phone call.

"Hello?" My voice remained calm, even though I felt a shiver down my spine when I only heard breathing on the other line.

"My little demon," a man's voice said on the other line. His voice is kind of chilly; it's the same vibe I get when I'm talking with Creidimor.

"Who is this?" I asked and turned my attention to where Clarabelle had been standing before, and when I saw she was no longer there, I began to approach the cart she had left, looking around to see if I could see her from afar.

"Sh*t" I whispered under my breath when I didn't spot her.

I panic a little and run towards the possible direction where she could have been, and for a moment I forgot that I'm still on a phone call. I only realized it again when I heard the man on the other line laugh, which made me want to slaughter him when I had a chance to meet this mysterious man. When I turned my head to my right, I saw Clarabelle talking with Gregory. He looked at me from afar with a smirk on his face as he raised his phone at me. No-it can't be; I run towards them, but every time I try to approach them, the pathway gets longer. It suddenly stopped when someone tried to stop him by holding her hand, and when he raised his head to look at that someone, I could see his eyes widening because he was surprised to see him in this place.

*Third Person Point Of View*

Saglit na natigilan si Gregory nang makita niya sa tabi ni Clarabelle si Deviola, kasama din nito si Franchesca na masama ang tingin sakanya. Francesca reach them and share the same surprise look with Gregory, she is shock to see her sister outside her own room and she even had a time to do her hair and make up. Tinignan ni Francesca ang suot niya at kinumpara sa suot Ng kanyang kapatid, talagang pinag-isipan nito mabuti ang susuotin para lang sa araw na'to. Francesca look at Gregory who had frustrated expression on his face, kumukuyom na din ang kamao nito sakanyang gilid; halata nagpipigil lang ito nang galit.