It's Hallie Torre

IT'S HALLIE TORRE

Logan nodded his head moving backwards as he released his hands from Hallie's side.

He chuckled lightly as he stared at her deeply, "Do I look daft to you?" He tilted his head slowly and Hallie sighed, swiping her tongue over his lips. Of course, he wouldn't believe her but he was the only person who noticed the change in her after her brother. They would think she was mad.

She straightened herself, gulping down nervously as she walked past Logan but his cold fingers held her arm again, "Are you joking with me, Hallie Torre?" He asked.

"Believe me if you want. It's your risk." She muttered and walked away.

*~*~*~

"I trusted you, b*tch!" A slap came on Hallie's cheek and she scoffed as her face tilted to one side as a result of the hit.

"You trusted me?" She smirked, arranging her hair as she folded her hands, "I didn't know that." She said, inching her brows together.

"What I know is that you slept with my brother."

"Yeah, I did. Why not? He's the hottest and richest guy in the school, so why not?" Hallie chuckled as she spread her arms.

"Slap me, again. Come on if you dare." She fired, inching forward. The girl raised her hand and was about to slap her again when the director said, "Cut!"

Hallie sighed as she immediately went to seat. The artist immediately started touching her make-up and adjusting her dress.

"Hallie, what's the problem?" The producer walked towards her.

"What do you mean?" Hallie looked at him, through the mirror,

"You lack life today. It's not showing through the clips we've recorded. Do you perhaps need a break?" The producer asked and Hallie sighed, turning to look at him.

"Will you give it to me?" She raised her brows, "Will you give me a break and stop sending millions into my account to prove to my father that I'm needed? Huh? I'm having life as tough as it is now. I need every strength, but I can't even live normally because I fear it'll catch up with me! I'm so scared...I'm so scared."

Everyone in the hall turned to look at her as she held her head in her hand, her body was vibrating so much and the producer opened his mouth in shock, but no words could come out of them.

She suddenly raised her head as she looked at them and stood up, "I don't think I'm fine. I need a rest. Can I get a week?" She asked and he looked at the director, who nodded slowly.

"You can." He said.

"Thank you," She muttered as she walked out of the institute, her eyes getting red and teary.

'My life is not normal anymore, Edna Young.' She said mentally as she got into her car and rested her head on the pink steering.

'You've destroyed my life.'

'You destroyed mine first, Hallie Torre. You don't know how much joy I have seeing you like this.' Edna's voice resounded and she closed her eyes.

'I want to become you, Edna. I don't want to stay here.'

'Well, I don't want to stay in your body either after I finish my revenge. So just keep on living. None of you is going to die...not under my watch.'

**...**

Hallie walked to the cafeteria alone as she sat down on an empty chair and table. She stared at sweet potato pie that was on her plate and she sighed about to take a bite, when she felt someone sit opposite her. She raised her eyes and she smiled,

"Bestie."

It was Jerald and he was staring at her with his dark eyeballs. He raised his brows slowly as he looked at her, "Bestie?"

Hallie cleared her throat slowly as she took a bite of her pie, chewing it slowly.

"You are sitting beside me today. What's the occasion?" She asked and Jerald pursed his lips, smiling lowly.

"Occasion?" He asked and she nodded.

"It wasn't weird for us to sit like this during our first years in middle school. In fact, we had lunch like this together until we stopped talking to each other." He said and Edna hummed, nodding her head.

How was she suppose to know what ever happened between Hallie and him a long time ago? She wasn't supernatural.

She knew Jerald hated Hallie so much but she didn't expect it to be this deep and this obvious. Sitting with her to eat? What a hateful guy!

Jerald would not rest until he found out her killer and the problem was that Hallie was the killer and she was Hallie right now. That meant she had to stop him one way or the other, else his revenge would indirectly be on her.

"Ah, did you hear?" He asked as he took one of her potato pie, munching on it as he relaxed back on the chair slowly.

She just sighed as she continued eating the one in her hand, not minding him. Jerald raised a brow, staring at Hallie.

"I heard that you have a double personality." He smirked and she paused, raising her eyes to look at him.

"You did?" She asked slowly.

"Come on," she chuckled slowly, "don't you think that'll be a joke?"

"Well, you do look different. Sometimes you act like Edna." He pursed his lips as he rested on the table, coming close to her.

Should I just tell him? Hey, bestie, I'm Edna.

Pfft! Like it would be so easy.

"Edna? Are you crazy? She's dead. Durr" She was bad at acting that out. It was a mistake, she'll try another.

"Yeah, and you killed her." He stated and she calmly placed the potato pie into her mouth, biting a piece of to make it equal in length.

She maintained eye contact with Jerald for as long as possible before he smirked and relaxed back, "You don't seem too shocked?"

"That's because I'm just hearing the rumor. It's absurd that I'll kill." She smirked too.

"I know it. It would be very absurd and shocking right. Hallie Torre, how would she kill someone." He shook his head.

"You're right. How would I kill someone?" She muttered.

"But you did kill someone, Hallie and that's why your brain keeps touching. You are too shocked to live a normal life anymore. You are running mad." He chuckled as he pushed the chair backwards and stood pocketing his hands into his pocket.

"I'm also very shocked. You ended the life of my best friend, just like that." With that, he walked away and left the cafeteria.

Edna felt the pie drop from her hands as she turned to look at his retreating figure.

"I'll feel hurt, Hallie." She heard and she turned to see Logan, sitting right where Jerald had just gotten up from.

"Why?" She blinked.

"You keep on looking at another man when I'm right here....in front of you." He said and she felt her cheeks redden slowly, which made her tap her face.

She thought she saw a small smile creep up on Logan's face but it was out before she knew it.

"I thought about what you said yesterday." He started as he relaxed back, staring at her deeply.

"What ....did I say?" She asked.

Hallie said a lot of things or rather she says a lot of things and she had no time to listen when she was busy planning out the revenge for all of them.

"About Edna residing in you." She felt more shock rush into her than when Jerald found out about the perpetrator of her death.

Her eyes reddened as Logan pushed a bottle of water towards her reach.

"You didn't get water when eating?" He asked when she was done drinking.

"No, I didn't. Cos I didn't expect that you'll say something like this." She shot.

"Well, what can I do? I don't usually like talking to you, Hallie but you've kept me on my toes since last night. You better tell me what really is going on or I'll have your parents drop you in a psych."

"But I'm not psych." She fired and he shrugged.

"I have a lot of reasons to make you look psych and who knows, Hallie Torre, you might spend your psych conditions in my house. In my room. My parents don't mind that, neither do yours."