I'd Never Expected

Chapter 18

When arriving to my house, I jolted to the bathroom and threw myself against the toilet.

Vita ran to hold my hair again and Ronnie went through the medicine cabinet to find anything to help me.

When I was sure I was done, I closed the lid and flushed the toilet. I went to the sink to wash my mouth and Ronnie handed me some Pepto-Bismol.

"This should probably make you feel somewhat better," he said.

I nodded and drank the dose. "Guys, is it okay if I go lay dowd for a while?" I asked.

"Yeah, go ahead," Vita answered and helped me to my room, because I was starting to feel awfully dizzy.

I took off my shoes and just fell on my bed. Vita turned the light off and closed the door.

I laid there wondering if it would be such a good idea to leave those two alone together.

"Ah, well." I gave in. They can try to get along.

I turned to my side and fell asleep.

"Serenity." The voice spoke to me again.

I stepped closer and stretched my arms out towards the figure.

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When arriving to my house, I jolted to the bathroom and threw myself against the toilet.

Vita ran to hold my hair again and Ronnie went through the medicine cabinet to find anything to help me.

When I was sure I was done, I closed the lid and flushed the toilet. I went to the sink to wash my mouth and Ronnie handed me some Pepto-Bismol.

"This should probably make you feel somewhat better," he said.

I nodded and drank the dose. "Guys, is it okay if I go lay dowd for a while?" I asked.

"Yeah, go ahead," Vita answered and helped me to my room, because I was starting to feel awfully dizzy.

I took off my shoes and just fell on my bed. Vita turned the light off and closed the door.

I laid there wondering if it would be such a good idea to leave those two alone together.

"Ah, well." I gave in. They can try to get along.

I turned to my side and fell asleep.

"Serenity." The voice spoke to me again.

I stepped closer and stretched my arms out towards the figure.

"Serenity."

I snapped my eyes open and wiped the drool from my chin. I had that dream again.

"God, who the hell is the black figure in my dream?" I complained, sitting up.

It was only nine-thirty pm and the house seemed too quiet -- besides the sound of the distant television -- and there were no voices to be heard. My parents must still be with my grandma.

I got out of bed, feeling a little better than before, but that horrible feeling still lingered there. I dragged myself to the restroom, since nature was calling, and washed my face and mouth. I felt my forehead. I was still warm but not as much as before.

I blew my nose hard to try to unclog it. I was getting tired of talking with a congested nose. "Mom," I said aloud to myself to hear my unclogged nose. It did the trick.

Once in the kitchen, I drank some water, expecting Vita to peek in after all the noise I made, but when not a single being bothered to show, I found it odd. I started to the living room assuming Vita to be the one watching television and Ronnie to be in his room, but that was not the case.