Away

Chapter Four

So I realized, listening to Owl City while writing is very calming and nice. I recommend their music.
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Terezi didn't know how long she'd been crying or if she got any sleep when some body knocked on her door.

"Get the fuck up before my mom throws everything at them!" Vriska shouted from behind the door. Them? Who is the world was them? Vriska needed to learn how to be more specific.

Terezi groaned and pushed herself up from her bed. The sudden movement dizzying her for a few quick seconds. She placed her feet on the floor and stood.

She walked to her right a few steps before turning 90°'s and walking towards the door was located. She put her hand on the door, trying to find the knob. Damn those things needed to be higher up.

She opened her door and she could smell Vriska standing there. "Who's them?" Terezi asked with a hoarse voice. Come on Terezi! Don't sound like you have been crying! ...Well you were, but that's no excuse!

"Fucking reporters wanting to know if/why you killed your sister." Vriska explained, sounding exasperated.

Reporters? Why does it have to be reporters? Terezi had disliked them since she was a small child. She didn't know why, but maybe it had to do with the smell and sound over load.

Terezi now could hear shouting and objects crashing onto the sidewalk or lawn. Was that the reporters or was it Mindy Serket and her not liking people in her property? Yeah, it was most likely Mindy.

"You look confused. That's just mom throwing stuff at them because she opened the door to get the mail and was surprise attacked by the reporters. Apparently they didn't know they were on Serket property and they have been here all night." Vriska said with a sinister laugh.

"Get the fuck away from me!" Mindy Serket's shouted could be heard, followed by a breaking sound of a wine bottle. Soon after the front door was shut loudly and she stomped away mumbling about running out of things to throw.

"Come on, it's already close to noon. Shouldn't we be going to pick up your stuff?" Vriska asked. She didn't wait for Terezi to answer before she walked away. Well she probably didn't need Terezi to answer because it was a rhetorical question.

Terezi shuffled out of her room and walked towards the main room. By the smell of it Mindy, Vriska and Aranea where already there.

"We'll come on Terezi, you have to get your stuff." Mindy Serket growled, obviously unhappy that she had to face the reporters again. Terezi would've imagined her face all contorted in anger at the reporters, but she couldn't because she didn't know what a person was supposed to look like.

"I'll help you to the car." Aranea offered. Terezi shook her head. Since the reporters were out there she didn't want to been seen a some blind helpless girl.

"You sure?" Aranea asked, moving in closer to probably comfort Terezi. Terezi was going to open her mouth to speak but Vriska beat her to the punch, "Damn Aranea, the bitch can do whatever she pleases."

Terezi growled at Vriska and stormed to the front door, tripping over a book or something along the way.

She could hear the front door being unlock and once it creaked open loud noses and sharp smells bombarded her senses.

"Miss.Pyrope, why did you kill you sister?"

"Terezi Pyrope, over here! Did another person really murder your sister or was it you?!"

"Miss.Terezi Pyrope, why did you choose to stay with the Serkets?"

"Are the Serkets some how involved?"