Chloe P.O.V
The sun did not hurt me as much as it bothered me in the morning. It was not like I was sleepy or anything, but it still annoyed me for no apparent reason. Maybe I was not a morning person back when I was alive.
I had asked Oliver to wait for me, because I already promised him that I will accompany him today. I just needed to quickly check in with Margaret and Ken.
Ken opened the door for me and let me in, but I was surprised to see Margaret pacing in the room vigorously, and the moment she noticed me she started throwing daggers at me through her. Her ferocious gaze terrified me so much that I paused on my tracks and forgot why was I even here in the first place.
"What do you want?" She asked me in a deep voice.
"Um..." I tried forming sentence but somehow the words got even more jumbled up in my head. I looked at Ken and raised my eyebrows and moved my head slightly to imply that I was asking that what went wrong in here. He however pursed his lips and turned away avoiding my gaze.
"...I just wanted to... let you know that... I will be going with Oliver today." I managed to say somehow. I was worried that I went quiet for far too long.
"Why!?" She snarled at me. What why? why was I going with Oliver, or why was I informing her? I decided to answer both, because I did not want to irritate her further.
"Well, I think I have been acting like a coward. It killed me to see my daughter suffer like that. However I could not leave without informing you, in case you needed anything from me later." I said with as much confidence as I could muster.
"So you saw your daughter." She snorted before her gaze turned even much more ferocious. My eyes widened as I realised I just told her something I previously hid from her. But it was just a small issue, there was no way she will be mad at me because of that, right?
"..well-" I tried explaining myself.
"ENOUGH!"She yelled at me. "I don't want to hear any more of your excuses." She approached me and looked directly in the eye. "I don't care you met your daughter, or that you went to amusement park, having fun, when I was doing my best to help you." Her tone deepened at the word 'having fun'.
My eyes widened at that. How did she know we went to amusement park? I turned around and saw Ken was further avoiding my gaze. So he was the one who told her. "That's right Ken told me everything. Unlike you he is not a liar" Margaret grabbed my attention back to her by her words.
"You know what? I never liked you!! Everything about you screams suspicious, ever since the beginning. But not only tolerated you, but I also tried to help you, and this is how you show your gratitude." She accused me further. " You know I hate everyone in general, but I hate liars the most in the world."
"Why are you getting so worked up? It was just a small detail. It is really not that much of a big deal." I asked her annoyed. She was clearly over reacting.
"It never is" She snorted and shook her head. "These small lies are what accumulates over time, and before you know it, everything you know, everything you have believed it turns it into a lie." She clenched her fist and also she blinked faster, kind of like she was fighting tears.
Did I do something really that bad? It sure did not feel like it. Maybe she was this furious, because of something that happened in her past. From the moment I met her it was evident that she had trust issues. I pursed my lips and said nothing. I did not want to worsen the situation further
"I should never trusted you in the first place." She spat and stormed out of the room.
After a moment, I glared at Ken. He was still trying to avoid my gaze.
"Are you crazy?! Why did you tell her about yesterday?" I accused him.
"How was I supposed to know that I wasn't supposed to say anything to her?" He accused me back. "You could have at least mentioned it. Why would you want to hide in the first place?"
Well he got me there, yes she was scary, but I never asked him to not tell her anything. I was so wrapped around my inner conflicts yesterday, that I completely forgot about it.
"Never mind, I will leave now." I told him and exited the room.
He ran and caught up with me pretty soon. "Take me with you!" He said. "You guys are still new as ghost, it might get risky in there. Maybe I could help."
I nodded my head and he tagged along with us as well.
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The house was pretty much empty when we got there. I could not believe that we were this late. There was not a single noise that would indicate presence of a living being here.
"Damn it! We missed them" I groan frustratingly. Their absence did not bother me as much as the fight that happened earlier. I tried my best to forget abut it, but unresolved conflicts are hard to let go. I hoped things here will keep me busy, but alas, there is nothing to do here.
"This is frustrating me!! We would not be this late if it did not take too much time to 'inform' Margaret." I sighed.
"Or... you guys could teleport?" Ken shrugged. "It would have taken me seconds to get here instead of an hour." He bragged.
"Wait a second... you made me teleport yesterday. If this distance is suitable enough for you, why didn't you bring us here?" I narrowed my eyebrows at him.
"Suitable enough just for me." He states. "It requires more spiritual energy to take other ghosts as well. It would not be effective with you two along with me." He explained me. I nodded at him when I understood what he was trying to say. There was so much I did not know yet.
Suddenly I heard a few groans coming from the bedroom. It was weird, because I though the house was empty. All of us went in there and I was surprised to see Momo lying in the bed, who was all sweaty and looked like she was in pain. Why was she all alone in the house, in this state?
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