The Day My Life Continued

Chapter Two

"And... how long has she been like this?"

"Two days."

"What?! Why did you wait so long to get me!"

"I didn't. That's how long it took for me to find a willing Traveler to come get you."

The urge to groan was strong. I was looking inside Morgan's 'home'. A small hut placed in her parent's backyard, not really a house in my opinion. She had locked herself inside it according to Lilac, not taking any food or water. It was like Morgan Spencer didn't exist to the world. I think that's how she wanted it.

But not this time.

"Is Mom gonna be okay?" Lilac asked me, a worried expression on her face and in her eyes.

Gently patting the eight year old on the back, I smiled. "Of course she is. You wait here."

"O-okay Miss Twilight."

I marched right up to the door to the Hut and banged on the door. "Morgan! Open this door!" I ordered.

The sounds of shuffling could be heard. "No!"

"You've been inside this shack-

"Hut!"

"This hut for two days! You need the sunlight, you need some food, and you just plain need help." I told her. "So come outside!"

"Sparkle of Twilight, I am not coming outside and that is final!"

I groaned loudly. This girl was more stubborn than Applejack. "Don't make me use magic on you again." I warned the teenager.

"Ha! Try it!"

Well, what kind of friend would I be if I ignored her request? My human hands glowed with a pink-purple glow, soon it built to surround my whole body. One bright flash later and I was standing inside the hut, my back to the door.

"You asked." I told the unseen Morgan. It didn't take long to find her.

The Hut was very small. It was large enough to fit Morgan's bed, Lilac's bed and a mini fridge. The rest of the place was covered in Morgan's old clothes and somehow old carpeting. The walls were the only thing I knew the princess had no control over since Lilac painted them.

Said princess was hiding under her covers, thinking it was protecting her from reality. 'To help my friend,' I told myself. The blanket glowed with my magic and was ripped up, making me gasp to see the figure beneath.

Morgan was a visual wreck. Her hair, which was already crazy by normal standards, had split ends and possible knots all over. Her face shone with tears, drool and mucus. She was holding onto a blue teddy bear close to herself. Tissue boxes were all around Morgan, the tissues were practically being a second blanket.

My friend sniffled. "...hey..." She whispered.

I stood there in shock. I haven't seen Morgan this bad since Lilac went to the Dragon Migration. Even when Darcy had died the second time, I hadn't seen her like this.

"Morgan...what happened?" I asked, crouching down and taking a tissue in my magic to try and clean her face.

"Nothing. Stubbed my toe on a table." Morgan grumbled.

"Morgan, we've been friends for three years. I've learned to pick up when you are lying." I told her. The black haired girl clutched the bear tighter. "Will you tell me what's wrong? You're worrying Lilac."

Her demeanor slowly changed from pain to worry. "I am?" I nodded, some of my navy blue hair falling towards my face. "Oh."

I tried to gain eye contact with Morgan, but she turned herself over. I sighed. "Morgan, come on. You have to tell me eventually."