What Did I Tell You?

Chapter 11

Tarja and Alissa managed to convince Sharon to come and stay with them for a while, just so they could help her get back to normal. They both expected Sharon to protest, to say she didn't want to bother them and that she'd rather be alone, but instead, she perked right up and happily agreed. After Sharon had eaten, Alissa helped her pack her bags, and then the three of them drove over to Tarja's apartment. They had a sleepover in Tarja and Alissa's bedroom, and watched a couple of stupid movies and ate popcorn and laughed and forgot about everything that was going on for a while, but all of them felt that someone was missing. Tarja, who was the last to fall asleep, kept thinking about it long into the night, and tears slid down her cheeks as she realized that the reason Floor was not here was because of her. Because Tarja couldn't be nice to her. Tarja felt horribly guilty because of this, and she started to cry harder. She missed her almost-sister terribly.

"Floor, I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry." Tarja pulled the blanket over herself to muffle her sobs, closed her eyes, and finally fell asleep.

In the morning, she woke to someone lightly poking her nose. She pulled the blanket over herself and shifted her position slightly, hoping to discourage whomever was poking her, but hands pulled the blanket down and a finger began poking her nose again.

"Cut it out, Lissa," she muttered sleepily, trying to put her pillow over her head, but the person grabbed the pillow away from her. "Hey, what are you doing? I wanna sleep," Tarja groaned, trying to get it back. Her eyes fluttered open, and to her surprise, two lively blue ones sparkled down at her. "You're not Lissa," Tarja mumbled, still half-asleep.

"Nope," the blue-eyed girl said. "I'm not."

"Oh. Hey, Floor," Tarja muttered, closing her eyes again, but then suddenly she cried, "Wait, Floor?!" and sat straight up and hugged the brunette. "I missed you!" Floor laughed and hugged back.

"I missed you too."

"It's so good to see you," Tarja murmured, squeezing Floor tightly.

"Same to you. Alissa texted me last night and told me Sharon was staying with you and her, so I was like, 'Hey, what about me?' and then she suggested that I come home to be with all of you. So this morning I packed my bags and came right over here," Floor answered. She looked around at the others. "Still asleep, huh? I'm gonna take a picture of Alissa and use it as blackmail the next time she tries to pull crap with me." She pulled out her phone, but Tarja grabbed it away from her.

"Don't you dare take pictures of my girlfriend!" she yelled. "Lissa, help!" Alissa sat straight up, saw Floor, and pounced on her.

"We missed you last night!" she cried.

"Yeah, I missed you too. I'm especially sorry I missed having a sleepover with all of you," Floor said. She reached over and tousled Sharon's curls. "Shar, wake up."

"What?" Sharon muttered sleepily.

"Hi," Floor said, waving at her. Sharon stared at her for a moment, about a thousand emotions visible in her eyes, but they quickly disappeared.

"Hey," she said, sitting up. Floor gave her a sideways hug, which Sharon returned, though somewhat hesitantly.

"I'm starving," Tarja said to no one in particular.

"Me too!" Alissa added, kissing her cheek. "Oh, by the way, good morning." Tarja kissed her lips, making Floor giggle.

"Good morning to you too," she answered.

"So you've got your memory back?" Floor asked, helping Tarja into the kitchen.

"Yeah, I remember everything," Tarja said as Floor helped her sit down in a chair. Floor grinned.