Melinda discovers she may be in worse trouble than Mia. Please review!
They drove to the edge of town, Mia directed her to a long driveway. "It doesn't look like anyone's home", Melinda pointed out the empty garage and the fact no lights appeared to be on inside.
"He has to be here, where else could he have gone?", Mia beat Melinda to the doorstep. Melinda was the only one who could ring the doorbell. She waited a few seconds then tried again. "I don't understand. He should be here, he hasn't visited me once", Melinda noticed how angry she was getting, it could only mean one thing and she never even told her who this guy was in her life.
"Who is it? Who's not here?"
"Adam…he's my boyfriend…or at least he was, things got complicated."
"I can relate", she didn't want to go into the details with her, instead she made a sour expression.
"We can try my friend, Kim, she'll know where he is." They ventured back to the car, Mia already seated in the passenger's seat. Melinda had a sharp pain in the back of her head like someone had stabbed her. She put a hand to it and got into the driver's seat. "Melinda, what's wrong?"
"I don't know, I feel weird."
"Maybe I should drive", she was serious even though her condition might make that tricky.
Melinda tried to laugh but it hurt to move her head for the time being, "I'll be okay." Eventually she felt fine as they got back on the road, she couldn't shake this eerie feeling however, like something was off. Something inside of her that didn't belong.
"Kim can be a little bitchy so you might want to be careful when you bring up Adam and who you are…she's one of the ones who's been talking about you and your gift."
"I've heard it all before…my fiancé couldn't take it anymore and left."
"I'm sorry to hear about that…you're a great woman, I can't imagine anyone running out on you."
Melinda smiled, "Thanks."
"She's right over there", Mia pointed the way. She pulled up to Kim's house. Kim was outside on her porch like she was waiting for them. When Melinda got out of the car she looked angry.
"Hi, there, I'm Melinda Gordon…"
"I know who you are!", she stood up from her lawn chair, "Why the hell are you here?!"
"I know you won't believe me but your friend Mia reached out to me."
"She's not even dead you dumb bitch!"
"She's having an out of body experience, she needs to see Adam", she spoke calm but in an urgent tone, she knew she could get her to go along with this if she tried hard enough.
"This is bullshit! You're a fraud, you should be ashamed of yourself!", Kelly walked up to her, Melinda backed up a little just in case she decided to take a swing for her face, "What kind of digging did you do to find me? You're sick!"
"Kelly, please, she's trying to help!", Mia stood inches away from her even though it was pointless.
Melinda turned to Mia, "She can't hear you."
Kelly couldn't believe this crazy woman talking to thin air, "Get off of my property or I'm calling the cops!"
"Mia, what's something only Kelly would know?"
Mia tried to think of something but then the most foul language was shouted and it was by Melinda, "She said you have the nicest pussy!" Kelly just stood there in shock, so did Mia. What would make Melinda speak like this to a teenager or to anyone for that matter? "Best in town I'm told!"
"W-WHAT?"
"Maybe I can get a little taste while I'm here", she stuck her tongue out at her, "I'll lick your pussy and stick my tongue in your tight asshole!"
"You're fucked!", Kelly shouted and retreated inside the house.
Melinda stood there as if in a daze and blinked her eyes a few times, "What just happened?", she held a hand to her forehead.
"We've got to get out of here, Melinda, I think she's calling the cops!"
Melinda got into her car slowly, still feeling out of it, "What exactly did I say?"
"You were talking about her vagina and sticking your tongue up her ass!", Mia was a little freaked trying to make sense of the situation.
"No! Why would I…That's disgusting, that poor girl!"
"We should go to your place and stay there for a while, figure this out."
"What about Adam?"
"We need to worry about you."
"I've never said anything so derogatory in my life, what possessed me to…"
"What?"
Melinda turned to Mia in realization, "That spirit, the one in my room, I think it's trying to control me."
"What do we do?"
"I need to call someone who knows how to deal with this sort of thing."
Find out what happens next!