22. The Melt Down (Part 3)

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Sia had to fight tooth and nail to get her to change from her dress to something comfortable first before she full on panicked. The party tonight that they were suppose to go to long forgotten from their occupied minds.

"I don't wanna be that bitch right now, but I kind of told you I was having a gut feeling that you shouldn't go in there when you were hell bent on checking it out." Sia side eyed Teresa to see her reaction and she rolled her eyes falling back to the pillows behind her.

"You're right, don't be that bitch right now." She huffed out almost grumbling in annoyance that Sia was right, she did warn her but it was her who was feeling like a little bad bitch at that time.

If only she knew something like that was waiting for her in there, she'd have done the obvious, ran in the other direction with no look backs.

She made Sia chuckle and then sigh in defeat. "I don't know what I'm getting right now. It's a mix of too much and I cant untangle any feeling. Maybe there's just too much on my mind right now. I am getting a feeling like it was meant to happen but at the same time like it wasn't. ugh! I don't know.

Something that was meant to happen? Teresa wondered in her mind that had she listened to Sia back then and left then she wouldn't be aware of her coming soon demise; but would that also mean that it wouldn't come at all or that it would just creep up on her without expectation?

In that light of sense, does it mean that it was a good thing that she went in and heard everything? However, what good is it going to do when she is now always going to be looking over her shoulder, literally waiting for death to come.

"But tomorrow we will know. right?" Teresa said. 

"The fair ended tonight." Sia was always the more logical one that brought out the problems she saw as she saw them so they could quickly acknowledge, adapt and get over the hurdle. 

"But it will take them time to pack that yurt down; no matter how ancient or smelly it was, it was huge!" Teresa threw up her arms to emphasize the size of that thing. 

Optimism in her voice shining out the fears in the undertones. "It will bound to take them time and I heard these travelling carnivals usually travel in day light." 

"And they did that in the 1600's where they travelled by feet or on horses and the night meant party time for the wild beasts. Tess, you need to stop watching game of thrones." 

"I'm just trying to be optimistic." She whimpered out shrinking in her space.

"That's a good think. Be optimistic for both of us right now. And when the morning comes, don't stop me from being the pessimist kind and punching some faces to find out where they went in case we are too late." Sia being always the tom boy.

"You're not punching anyone." Teresa berated Sia for being too wild at too many occasions.

"Oh yes I am. Starting with that apprentice of hers. Somehow he brushed me the wrong way." She made a fist of her right hand and jammed it with force on the palm of her left. "If we don't get answers I am taking him hostage." 

"Ugh, Sia!"

"Ok ok I'm kidding... not really." she whispered the last part only to hear a menacing growl from her left which she tried to deflect by saying. "Just go to sleep now. We have to be early if we want to catch them."

"Can I sleep here tonight, I- I just don't feel like being alone tonight. Not when all the death thing is lingering on my mind." Teresa knew she didn't have to ask her but she only did that out of her own polite nature.

"Yeah, of course." Sia agreed instantly. "But you know what to do right?"

"I know, hand me the ear muffs, you mandragora. I feel sorry for your future boyfriend for having to go thru your snoring every night!" Often it was Sia teasing but whenever Teresa got a chance, she never let it go unused. Even in a situation like this where she fears she is going to die soon. 

Such was the friendship these two held.

"Come on! They are not that bad." Sia defied sheepishly knowing full well that her polite natured friend was understating when she called her 'mandragora'.

"We are the ones who hear it Si, you are sleeping when you make those god awful sounds."

"Touché. Thank god, then. I'd punch myself if I heard it." The girls giggled briefly forgetting that their lives were about to be changed forever. 

Will it ever get back to the normal they once called as their days being boring. They will certainly crave it.