19-So, We Meet Again
The group crowded around in the house. It seemed a lot bigger to all of them now that none of them knew where Fiona was. They hadn't ventured to all of the rooms before, only that one.
"I think we should all go our separate ways." Thomas told everyone, taking a good look around. "Maybe that'll be better for all of us."
"Me and Tiger'll go this way." Jenifer volunteered, fragging her boyfriend by the wrist. She wanted to have a very serious talk with him about rights and wrongs, when to start an argument and when to keep his mouth shut.
"Just yell if you need us." Carmen called, but they had already gone.
"We'll take the attic." Celia told them, beckoning to her sister to follow her. The two older women ran up the staircase, both looking as if they knew where they were going.
It did slightly worry everyone to know that the only people who had ever taken her down before were now two floors away from them. But they had to pull it together.
"Me and Abigail will search down here with Jen and Tiger." Rachel said and her twin nodded.
"And me, Dallas, Rosie and Anna will cover the second floor." Carmen volunteered, but none of the girls seemed to disagree with her.
The four of them ran up the staircase as Abigail and Rachel walked off to the end of the corridor, ignoring the room in which Jen and Tiger had disappeared off to.
Once everyone had left to their respected post, it left only Scott and Thomas standing in the hallway. Neither of them was looking happy about it, but they both knew that fighting now was a stupid thing to do.
"Looks like we've got the basement..." Scott muttered.
"Perfect..." Thomas replied, unthrilled by the very thought of being on a whole floor with just Scott.
The attic was right at the very top of the house. It was a very old room, not a lot of decoration. Mostly dust and items that had just been flung up there.
Celia had always hated the house as a whole, but the attic was her one true escape. When she was younger, back when she lived in the house with her parents, the attic was her one escape. She would run up there, barricade the door and make-believe that it wasn't real. Even though the bruises burned and the scars never left, she could always pretend.
"I really hate this house..." Heather mumbled, shivering at the very thought of it to be exact. She, unlike her sister, had never lived there.
"Yeah...Me too..." Celia agreed, opening up the back cupboard. She wanted to make sure that the place was checked over thoroughly before they all agreed that she wasn't there.
Heather had grown up on Earth with her own father. That was one of the very few things the sisters did have in common; they had both been raised by their fathers whilst their mother ran free and caused havoc wherever she went.
Of course, Heather had a much better up bringing than Celia. Her father was a Tracker. He had foolishly fallen in love with his enemy, had a child and then she had run off, leaving him with their baby to care for. He had raised her the only way he knew how; Tracker.
Heather was never aware of her powers until after she graduated from the Tracking Academy. Well, she didn't so much as graduate. The academy leaders wanted her out, so they gave her a diploma around Christmas time and said she had earned it. Little did Heather know, it had nothing to do with her knowledge.
Celia had grown up very differently to Heather. Her father had not cared. Her mother left when she was five, but the abuse had been going on for years by then. No one cared for her. Celia was alone in the world for the first ten years of her life. Finally, when she reached double digits, a few days later her father keeled over. A heart attack the doctors had said. Celia didn't believe her father even had a heart.
She had been placed into an orphanage in the Growlen city center, the only one for people who came from the surrounding the villages (the one that Jenifer has been adopted from herself). No one had ever adopted Celia. For eight long years she had suffered in that orphanage before she was finally eighteen and allowed to move out on her own. She did as soon as she could. But that was when the trouble started.
"Cel...?" Heather called to her sister, but the two were facing each other, she just sighed. There was a lot to be said, but now wasn't the time. "When did we join the good side?"
Celia slammed the cupboard door shut, no doubt alerting her sister. But Celia didn't care. She took in a deep breath, not looking at Heather anymore, "When there became a darker side than us..."
The second floor was better than the attic at least. It didn't look lived in anymore, but at least it did look as if it once had been, mostly because it had.
There were four bedrooms and one bathroom. Three of the bedrooms looked exactly the same; white walls, cream carpet, double bed and a set of three drawers. The only difference between those rooms was that one of the beds was unmade.
The fourth bedroom had once belonged to a young girl. It had pink walls and a matching carpet. The single bed was fit for a 'Princess', the child daydreamer ones. It was all kept neat and tidy; nothing seemed to be out of place. It was if the child had just cleaned her room and left only a few minutes ago, but the truth was nothing like that.
"So!" Carmen called out. She was taking a look around one of the plainer bedrooms. "What's going on between you and Thomas?"
Dallas was stood by the doorway, almost standing guard. She had one arm one either side of the frame, making her in both rooms at once. Her head was staring directly in front of her; the door frame itself.
She looked nervous, but it wasn't just about the question she had been asked;
"I-" Dallas wanted to start saying how there was nothing, they were just friends, but the denial days were over. "-Have no idea..." She sighed, wishing that wasn't the answer anymore.
"That bad, huh?" Annalise called to her from the little girls bedroom.
Dallas didn't reply, but her insides were screaming 'YES!' Things really were that bad for her, for them, but she wasn't going to let them all know that.
"What about you and Scott?" Rosie asked. She was in the room opposite Annalise, beside Carmen and Dallas.
Dallas had already finished inspecting the last first bedroom, the one with the unmade bed. There was nothing unusual in there, no one was in there. But she had, had a bad feeling about, as if something bad had happened in there. And it had.
"Me and Scott are good, I guess." The blonde replied.
"You guess?" Dallas questioned as Annalise emerged from the little girls bedroom.
"Don't change the subject!" The fairy quickly told Dallas, noticing how they had moved on from her and Thomas too quickly. It was more to do with the fact that there wasn't really anything to tell about Annalise and Scott's relationship. Unlike everyone else, theirs was problem less, but was that a problem in itself?
"Things between me and Thomas..." Dallas sighed. "They're difficult. I mean, I have an almost three year old and he's going off to college." All of the girls were in the hallway now, looking at Dallas she spoke straight from her heart, "I'm just not sure if there is anything between me and Thomas now..."
The kitchen was just like the little girls bedroom; too neat and too tidy. It was if someone had been trying to impress a visitor or as if they were unlived in...
No one's house was ever that clean, so what was the catch with this one? Given that no one had lived in there properly for the past thirty-five years, but it was just too ordinary to have even been lived in before then.
"Do you think it was a good idea to let Thomas and Scott go into the basement alone?" Rachel asked her sister. She stood at the dust-filled counter, how the owner of the house would be twisting in his grave at the sight, staring out at the back-yard, or jungle, which was what it looked more like now.
Abigail had been searching through the cupboards. There were a few crackers in one of them and a moldy lump of cheese in the still working refrigerator. Other than that, no food or water supplies were present.
"They have to work out their problems sometime." Abigail sighed.
"And what if they kill each other before then?"
The living room was a very spacious place. There were only two armchairs in the whole room, both facing at opposite angles towards the fireplace that was on the wall. Apart from that, the room was bare. Nothing else touched the room, except for the presence of two teenagers.
"Jen..." Tiger whined quietly. "Please...Just...Talk to me. At least talk to me."
"And say what, Ti?" Jenifer snapped, forcefully turning to face him. Her face was now tear stained, her eyes daring to splurge out more. It wasn't how Tiger like seeing his girlfriend, but it was the way it was. Jenifer was upset.
"I only want what's best for us." Tiger calmly told Jenifer. "The three of us..."
Jenifer stayed silent for a moment, a few stray and silent tears finding their way down her face. They each dripped from her chin, falling onto the floor without a sound.
"I know you do..." She finally whispered in reply. Tiger reach out his hands, taking Jen's in his own and pulling her closer. He hated seeing her upset, he hated seeing her crying, but that was what Jenifer did a lot of recently, just crying.
"Well, isn't that sweet?" A sickly voice piped up behind the blonde teen girl. The two teenagers broke apart, Tiger pushing Jenifer protectively behind his back. "Now, now, Tiger..." Fiona smiled, "Pushing your future wife and child behind your back isn't going to do any of you a lot of good. I though you would have known that by now."
Fiona's smirk bore into Tiger's mind, her words confusing him, but he dare not show it. He had to stay strong; he was the man in charge now. And then Jenifer screamed out in pain.
Tiger whipped around, seeing her clutching her stomach, her face scrunched up in pain. Jenifer collapsed onto the nearest armchair, but the pain never went away. It hurt her badly. It was the worst kind of pain she had ever felt, and it had no intention of stopping soon.
A/N: DUN! DUN! DUUUUUUN!
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