"Wha-what...?" I stuttered out. Sara leaned onto one hip, flicking out her cig. What was she doing here?! Sara and Tegan didn't even speak to each other anymore...at least by as much I knew. Through my shock, I realized now how much stronger the cigarette smoke had gotten after the door opened. The smell made me crinkle my nose in remembrance. I hadn't smoked a fag in years, and this wasn't helping be hold back.
"What are you doing here?" Sara spit at me. Her eyes looked me up and down quickly, grimacing at what was standing in front of her.
"I-I'm here for Tegan..!"
"She isn't here." Sara said quickly as she started to close the door on me. My hands shot out and braced the door open, forcing half of my body to be in the house. Sara's face was close to mine now, and I could finally see her in detail. She barley resembled Tegan anymore - a few wrinkles covered her face and her eyes had dark circles surrounding then.
"Get out." Sara hissed.
"Not without talking to Tegan." I glared at Sara, staring her down. She narrowed her eyes at me, mouthing "get out" slowly. I shook my head at her, stepping farther into the house.
"Let me in Sara. I know she's here."
"Would you just get the fuck out of here Lindsey! We don't wan-"
"WE?!" I yelled, not realizing that I said that so loud.
"Yes. We - Us. And that doesn't include you." Sara shoved against me, trying to push me out, but I pushed back against her shoulder. I gritted my teeth at Sara feeling my knuckles tense and my chest tighten. She wanted me to leave, and she was willing to fight me out. But I wasn't going anywhere until I at least talked to Tegan.
"Sara. I'm asking you one more time. Move."
Sara smiled at me a little bit, a smile that ignited flame in my eyes.
"You didn't say please." Sara lunged forward with her first raised in the air. Closing my eyes, I braced myself for the impact - but it never came. I opened my eyes to look at Sara who had her head turned around.
Tegan held Sara's arm in the air, gripping it tightly where it was. Sara stood shocked as she starred at Tegan. My eyes were only on Tegan's face, and her eyes were on mine.
"T-Tegan.." Sara muttered. Tegan turned her head to look at Sara. Her hand seemed to grip onto Sara's wrist harder.
"Stop it." Tegan said simply, with no sound of bitterness or anger behind it. Sara's face became soft, nodding at Tegan, lowering her arm back to her side.
Tegan let go of Sara and looked over at me as I still stood against the door.
She shifted her lips to the side, walking to me. She gapped her mouth, breathing quietly as my eyes watched her every move. I suddenly had forgotten where we were, or why. All I could remember was that I missed Tegan - so much that I never really thought she ever left. It was just us, standing in a doorway of our house. Tegan walked closer to me, touching my sleeve. She slid her fingers across the fabric, gazing into my eyes. Her stare made me feel so warm, like everything was actually going to be okay. I smiled at her, reaching for her hips so that I could pull her close to me and finally kiss her again.
My hands wrapped around the curve of her hips, and as I started to lean into Tegan, she whispered softly to me, "Please...leave."