Chapter 15: Point of No Return
Browen received the text message. She went back to her nap on her bed. Alexandra and Teresa were napping as well. Elliot knocked on Browen's door. "Sleeping!" was muffled through the pillow. "Not anymore," Elliot said through the door. She opened the door and took a few steps. A bunch of pillows targeted her face. "Hey!" Elliot said trying to dodge the pillows. Browen used her Power instead of wasting energy on actually throwing them. "That's what you get for entering, dumb ass." Elliot recalled the few incidents when she entered Browen's room. They were not pleasant.
"I come in peace," Elliot insisted. She sat on the bed. Browen was still laying down with the last pillow she didn't throw. "So?" Browen said. "I just want to ask you something," Elliot stated. "Yup, you're still ugly," Browen said matter of factly. "Ha, ha" Elliot mock laughed. "No, what happened last night?" "I already told you, nothing to tell." "Don't make me beat it out of you or worse read your mind," Elliot threatened. "Will you keep it to you and your soul?" "I swear," Elliot crossed her heart.
Browen reluctantly summarize last night's events. "So, what are you guys now?" "I don't know. Just how we were always been." "I doubt that. When you both know how the other feels, it's a point of no return." "Well, I don't know. I think we're clarifying things tonight. Try to minimize the confusion." "That's good." Elliot sensed her confusion. She went over to hug Browen. Browen accepted the hug slightly cold. Elliot got up and walked to the door. "If you need an ear, or whatever, you know I'm here." "Geez El, way to make it a drama movie moment." Browen broke the seriousness.
Browen slept for another hour. She woke up and ate dinner. Then, she took a shower. She put on jeans, maroon, tight-fitted t-shirt, and a black zip-up hooded sweater. Of course, she put on her usual makeup. Her phone rang. "Lo?" "Hey sweets." "Hi." "Do you mind driving to my house?" "No, it's fine." "Okay, cool, um see you when you get here." "Hey Garwin?" "Yeah?" "Don't call me sweets." She hung up the phone. He smiled. Next time, he could bet that she would say that.