Regret

Chapter Four

"Where did Blake and Lilly go" Brii asked.

"I think they left already" Peter said.

"They could've waited for us" Michael said.

"Yeah but Lilly was pretty freaked out, so I mean I don't blame her for bailing out so fast" Maria said.

"Yeah, I think she was more freaked out than Peter here" Michael said. "Oh and by the way you're a dick Peter".

"The fuck did I do" Peter said in confusion.

"Blaming me, you really think I'd do that"

"Yes" Peter and Maria said in unison.

"Fuck both of y'all" Michael said.

"I still love you though" Maria said hugging Michael.

"Yeah yeah yeah, I guess I love you too" Michael said hugging her back.

"Guy's" they heard from the first floor.

"Yeah?" Brii yelled out, only to get silence as an answer, then all you could hear was a loud banging noise as if someone was running up he stairs.

"Guy's" Lilly said out of breath. "The front door is locked" she said in a panicked tone.

"Are you sure, this is a old house, the door's could just be stuck" Michael said.

"I'm sure Blake and I couldn't get them open, he even tried breaking the door's down they won't budge" she said panicking even more.

"Hey it's ok" Brii said walking over to Lilly, trying to calm her down.

"Ok even worse news" Blake said from the doorway, everyone in the room turned to look at him.

"There's worse news" Peter said.

"Yeah the window's won't open, and I can't break them" he said.

"Yeah right, is this some little prank you two are doing, cause I got us in this situation" Michael said.

"We aren't lying" Blake said.

"Yeah well I'm calling bullshit" Michael said.

"Fine don't believe me, try and open a window"

"Fine I will" Michael said in a frustrated tone, first Peter accuses him of moving the planchette, now Blake and Lilly are trying to pull this stupid prank. Michael walked across the room to a window. Once the locks to the window were undone, Michael started to pull the window up, only to have it not move. "The fuck" he mumbled to himself, he tried again this time with more force, still nothing, the window wasn't budging. It was like it was nailed down or something, he looked across the room to see what looked like a rusted up fire poker that was left behind. He walked over grabbing it, then moved back to the window. With the fire poker firmly grasped, he brought his arms back and swung as hard as he could. The window didn't break, hell the damn thing didn't even have a scratch on it, only thing he accomplished in was breaking the fucking fire poker.

"Believe me now" Blake said in a I told you so tone.

"So what do we do now" Brii asked.

"Well a lot of old house's have cellar door's that led to the outside" Lilly said.

"And where are those located, if this house was to have one" Maria asked.

"The basement" Lilly said, as silence fell upon the group.