"Do you have another hairbrush? I need to comb Kristie's hair," I asked Luke while he brushed my hair.
Luke passed me the hairbrush he was currently using and walked to pull another one out from one of the drawers. I had to keep Kristie's hair untangled to make sure she always appeared perfect. Nothing was more terrifying when you were looking into the glass eyes of a beautiful doll. Messy hair would make the doll look less realistic. I planned to carry this doll around me all the time to mess with Charles.
Once he finished brushing my hair, he passed me a dress to wear for the day. I wondered if there was any way to wear the same outfit as the doll. This way, Charles would be reminded of the doll whenever he ran into me. I didn't change into the dress to ask, "is there a dress resembling Kristie's dress?"
"There are a few similar ones," Luke studied Kristie's dress.
I brightly smiled when he passed me a white dress filled with many frills and ribbons. Although it wasn't perfect, it was ninety percent the same. I was impressed by how quickly he was able to find that dress. I didn't have to ask him to pick the same accessories as Kristie, the ones he slipped onto my wrists and hair were very similar. I was glad that Luke could predict what I wanted. When I walked into the dining room for breakfast, Alex stared at me holding Kristie.
Except for the colours of our eyes and hair, we were almost the same. I couldn't wait to see Charles' expression once he joined us. I ate very slowly since he wasn't coming at the usual time. When he finally came to the dining room, I could notice that he didn't get any sleep last night. His face remained pale while his gaze appeared a little unfocused compared to normal. This was the perfect time to begin talking to the doll.
"What should we do today Kristie?" I held the doll up.
"You're going to join my study sessions, and practice the violin and piano today," I recited the schedule for today.
Charles stiffened from recalling a similar scene from the movie while Alex looked at me as if I was a crazy person. I tightly hugged the doll afterwards to replicate the actress' actions. However, Luke seemed to be indifferent, seeing the doll as harmless. After I finished my breakfast, I walked towards the study room. I never thought I would enjoy watching Charles while I talked using the doll each time.
"Do you understand this part Rika?" Luke pointed at a question inside the workbook.
"Kristie says Rika doesn't understand what you've been saying for the past ten minutes. She's getting distracted from Charles," I brightly smiled.
Both Luke and Alex turned to Charles, noticing his hands were uncontrollably shaking under the table. I stroked Kristie's hair as I pretended that I didn't know what was going on. I knew Charles was thinking that the doll was purposely making me obsessed with her. In the movie, the doll used her owner to victimize the people around her. Since Charles was too focused on trying to pretend the doll wasn't inside the same room, he was on the same page in the workbook for the last hour.
"Are you feeling unwell today?" Luke didn't know it was because of the doll.
"It's because I couldn't get much sleep last night," Charles reluctantly confessed.
"Would you like to touch Kristie? Is it because you wanted to play with her too?" I recited the same lines from the movie.
"Don't let that doll near me!" Charles almost shouted.
"Kristie is sad," I pretended to pout.
"Are you scared of that doll?" Alex noticed.
"I'm not scared of dolls," Charles instantly refuted.
However, I winced from a loud scream when I creeped the doll into Charles' blanket again during the middle of the night. I quickly teleported the doll back into my room since there was a chance that everyone else had woken. When I heard some footsteps coming towards my bedroom, I slipped into my blankets to pretend I was sleeping. But I didn't expect that Charles would knock on Luke's bedroom door instead.
"Is there anything wrong?" Luke woke from his scream.
"Can we sleep together tonight?" Charles' voice wobbled.
My eyes widened as I knew how much Charles was letting go of his pride to stay in the same bedroom as Luke. I wanted to see the fear on his face, opening my bedroom door while rubbing my eyes with Kristie in my arms. I was surprised to know I wasn't the only one joining them, Alex behind me from wondering what was going on. Luke widely opened his door, allowing Charles to join him.
"Thanks," Charles' eyes were red.
"Kristie is wondering what is going on," I walked closer to them.
"Don't come closer to me!" Charles' trembled with fear.
"Go back to sleep Rika," Luke wondered why Charles was scared.
"Kristie wonders why you can't sleep alone at night," I smirked.
"Is there anything wrong with your bedroom?" Alex offered to check.
"Can you sleep there for tonight?" Charles' didn't hesitate to take his offer.
I hoped that Charles wouldn't sleep with Luke every night.. I wouldn't be able to continue slipping Kristie into his blankets without Luke noticing.