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"Go back to her? Are you out of your mind?" and disapprove she did.
Sia sighed.
"I never wanna go back there again! You didn't go in there. I did and it was a horrifying place even pre death premonition." Explained Teresa rubbing her face tiredly.
After all that happened tonight, only a truly bizarre soul that would be completely drained of living life would not have shadows under their eyes and look as if they have aged 10 years past their current age in one night.
"May be it was the lingering mumbo jumbo of the premonition," Sia wriggled her fingers to to emphasize the mumbo jumbo she was referring to. "We should definitely check out the post premonition look of that place."
"If you're that curious, than be my guest. I am not getting out of my room." She settled defiantly on the bed with her hands folded like an angry child throwing a tantrum
"It's my room." Sia deadpanned.
"Well- now it's mine!" Teresa screamed having a short and steadily becoming a shorter temper tonight.
"Great! I always liked your room better, anyway. Has the best view of the driveway where I can spy on that gardener. I have suspected him of our water lily theft for a long time, now. I'd love to catch him in the act!" Sia continued to act enthusiastic instead of being down.
"Have I ever told you this, Sia?" Teresa began calmly as if a sudden epiphany occurred to her, then she yelled out, "You are crazy! And I hate you."
"Why are you so infuriatingly calm in this life and death situation?" Teresa yet again threw a pillow at the girl who only caught it in her hands.
But then the mood around the room shifted to a quiet solemnity as the girl began to sniff, "I thought you loved me! Aren't you a least bit sad that I am going to die?" Teresa's voice cracked towards the end of her rant as emotions of her impending doom situation finally caught up to him and panic turned into sorrow which exited out of her system in the form of water works.
Tears flew out of her eyes that she was quickly trying to wipe with her palms but failing. This softened Sia's eyes and made her walk in Teresa's direction as she whispered more to herself than Teresa "You are not going to die." but none the less Teresa heard it.
Despite the tears, a small smile cracked on Teresa's pouty lips hearing what her best friend just said. It only showed her the soft heart and kind soul that Sia had underneath that hard, unrelenting exterior where she hardly takes things seriously.
Teresa knew her friend like the back of her hand and was only saying those things to Sia as an outlet for her own turmoil within her.
Soon Sia joined her friend on her bed and hugged her sideways. Teresa immediately settled her head on Sia's shoulder for the comfort and emotional support that shoulder has always provided ever since they first became friends.
"Like you said before. I am trying to distract; myself more than you I guess. I don't think I wanna even begin to process the information where there is even a chance where you would get hurt or worse... d-die.
"I don't wanna think about it too..." The two girls fell into comfortable silence leaving the demons to dance around them in the form of their own thoughts of impending doom waiting to walk in and consume their little peaceful world.
"But the way she was saying it, that death will be at my doorstep soon and I will be consumed by the darkness. What does that even mean, Sia? I don't understand." She looked up into her eyes with her own questioning gaze, for which Sia unfortunately had no answer to either.
"That is why I think we have to go there, Tess. We have to confront that woman and ask her face to face why she said what she said and what it entails."
Nodding, "Okay, I guess you are right." Teresa finally gave in past her fears and agreed the inevitable. "I knew in my heart too that I will have to go back there if I want to find out anything. I just didn't want to admit it. I am very scared I guess."
Sia nodded but her eyes were gazing into a distance.
"That makes the two of us."
Sia don't get scared so easily. She was one of those girls who if gets put into the most strange of situations she would just roll with it first and then ask the necessary question.
Like those girls in chick flicks that never ask any sensible questions and readily accepts the fact when the new hot guy in their school tells her he's a vampire. But way less dumb and more eccentric... and no blonde hair.
After a while of getting lost in their minds, Teresa asked sitting up from their resting position by the head board.
"What about your hunches? Aren't you getting any of those? I hate to admit but they are usually correct." Teresa sniffed wiping the remnant of her breakdown couple of seconds ago from her nose with the sleeve of her night gown shirt.