feelings

cold

My eyes are closed but I can hear it again, the voices.
The whispers.
My head hurts and I just wanna scream.
Maybe I need some fresh air.
I stand up from the bed and grab my jacket.
It's almost 3am. It's cold outside , even tough its almost Summer again. I've been walking for almost 20 minutes now and my hands are freezing, I cant even use my phone.
Wait. Where am I? I look up and I realize where I'm standing. Right in front of the eichen house. Great, my heartbeat gets faster. I don't know what I'm doing here. I shouldn't go in there. I want to leave. I'm turning around but, wait I saw something. Someone is there, at the Veranda. She has long blond hair. I feel like know her! I open the gate wich is easier than I thought. I slowley go the staires up. She sees me, wait is that... No thats impossible what would she be doing here.
"Malia?" I say.
She looks me in the eyes, but she doesnt talk to me
"Do you remember me?"
She steps away from me.
"No." she says, unsure what I want from her.
"Lydia. I was there that day, I'm Scott's friend."
She takes another step away from me but now she isnt scared anymore, she seems angry.
"What are you doing here?" she asks me.
"I was just taking a walk I saw you and.. do you need help?"
She stares at me, doesnt move.
"Not from you!" She turnes around and walks into the building, I follow her. I need to know if she is okay.
"Malia wait, please!"
I try to stop her and accidentally touch her hand , It's so cold.
I look up to her again, let her hand go.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"You want to know what I'm doing here? Who do you think brought me in here?" she says. She closes her eyes, takes a breath. She doesnt look me in the eyes now. "I was okay before." she says. "I was doing good. Maybe not a perfect, but thats fine. I was free. When I came back, my father didnt stop asking questions that I couldnt answer him. I get that he is worried but what should I say? What should I do?"
She looks up to me again.
"Malia, we just wanted to help you. You don't think we did that to hurt you, do you?" I ask.
"I was okay before." she repeats.
What should I say to her, I feel so bad.
"I'm not leaving you here, noway!"
"So what do you wanna do?" she asks sarcastic.
I dont know. Maybe I should call Scott, but I dont think she will come with me if he helps us.
"The house at the lake." I say
She stares at me
"What are you waiting for pack your things."