Ch.6
Fox left Teresa's and went straight for Whitney's house.
She answered the door, shocked to see a tear soaked Fox in her doorway.
"Fox! What's wrong? What are you doing here?"
"It's Teresa," he uttered. "She needs help."
"What are you talking about?" she said stepping outside and closing the door behind her. "What kind of help?"
"I'm afraid she is going to do something to herself Whit."
Whitney stared at him.
"What are you talking about? Teresa's not dumb enough to hurt herself Fox. Are you crazy?"
"Whitney, I don't want to believe it either…but I'm telling you, I know she is cutting herself. And if we don't do something right this instant, she might do something even worse."
Whitney closed her eyes. She couldn't believe it.
"Cu-cutting?" she choked out. " How do you know that she is?"
"I found the razor in the bathroom this morning when I was cleaning…when I went to ask her about it tonight during dinner, she got all defensive and kicked me out."
"But that doesn't mean-"
"I asked her to prove me wrong Whit, I really did. I asked her to show me her arms so I could see for myself that there weren't any scars, but she wouldn't."
"I just can't believe any of this," Whitney said. "Why would she be doing this to herself?"
Fox didn't say anything. Instead, he lowered his face to his hands and began sobbing.
"Fox?"
"She thinks I'm turning on her," he said through his tears. "I would never do that to her I love her so much…"
Whitney was scared she had never seen him so upset before.
"Let's go over there…I want to talk to her."
Fox didn't move.
"Fox, come on…there isn't time to be scared…we have to be strong for her alright? She needs us."
"I know that."
"Alright then…let's go."
They quickly jumped into Fox's car and drove a few streets over to Teresa's house.
"Maybe I should just wait in the car," Fox said. "I don't think she wants to see me."
"Alright…I'll go try to talk to her. I'll come get you in a few minutes."
Fox watched as Whitney jumped out and ran to the door.
She knocked.
There was no answer.
"Teresa? Hello?" she pounded her fist against the hard wood.
Still no reply.
She tried turning the knob. It was locked.
"Try the back door!" Fox yelled from the car.
Whitney nodded, and then walked around the house to the back. When she got to the door, she was relieved to see it was unlocked.
She slowly opened it and stepped inside.
"Hello?" she called out. The house was pitch black. She fumbled around for a few moments before reaching the light and turning it on.
"Teresa? Are you here?"
She walked into the living room. No sign of her.
"Teresa, I need to talk to you…it's important." She made her way towards the back of the house by the bedroom.
She knocked on the door.
"Teresa, it's Whit…come on, open the door please?"
She thought she heard a small moan come from the other side of the door.
Her stomach dropped.
"Teresa?" are you ok?" she nervously reached for the door handle and pushed it open. She closed her eyes before slowly walking into the room.
"Oh my god!"