Unexpected

FIFTY

Chapter Fifty
Visions

Lydia's car pulled up the the gas station on our way to Scott's house. It was just her, myself, and Kira in the car. Malia decided to go meet Scott to be his back up. I really like Malia. Lydia undid her seatbelt after we talked over all that Scott had told me over the phone and in her text. 

"This is a horrible plan," she stated bluntly. I laughed slightly, this is why she's one of my favorite people. Lydia, noticing Kira's worried expression, reassured, "but, we've had worse. Like yesterday in Mexico?" 

I leaned back in the passenger seat, rolling my eyes at that one. I still can't believe they did that. Kira leaned between the two front seats to look at Lydia. "About that. Remember how we were in the club and you and Scott were tied up to electrified cables?" 

My heart clenched at the thought of Scott tied up like that, being electrocuted in order to save Lydia. "Vividly." Lydia nodded. Kira cringed, "I know. I guess what I'm trying to ask is, if my hand was on the dial connected to you and I had to turn it up to ten..." 

"Would I be angry?" Lydia suggested. Kira nodded, "yeah." Lydia sighed and I felt out of place in this conversation. Was Kira asking if Scott was mad at her? "No. Because, I knew you had no choice. Just like Scott knows." 

Kira nodded lightly, her eyes flicking to mine for a moment. "You're not mad, right?" Kira asked me and I was taken aback. Why would she care what I though? I hesitated for a moment, wanting to say 'yeah you almost killed my baby daddy' but then I remembered that it was more complicated than that and I wasn't there in that room so, I can't say I would do anything differently.

I gave Kira a small smile, which made her eyes visibly soften, "no. Like Lydia said, you didn't have a choice." Kira gave me a smile, nodding her head while Lydia got out of the car, "okay, Tori, grab a card from the visor so we can fill up. Uh, Beacon Hills Credit Union." 

With a sigh I flipped down her visor, looking at all the cards she had, "why do you have so many credit cards..." I wondered aloud while searching for the one Lydia requested. "Uh, Tori," Kira gained my attention, "huh?"

"We have a full tank." I dropped my hand from the visor and looked down at the gas gauge, which was pointing to the F. A frown pulled at my lips and I looked out toward the pumps, only to see that Lydia was gone. 

I undid my seat belt and glanced at Kira, "Lydia isn't out there. I think it's her banshee... whatever." I quickly got out of the car and walked around to the front. "Lydia?" Kira called from behind me as we walked around the building. 

Lydia was standing over by the bathrooms, looking into the toilets with a blank face. Kira and I shared a look before walking toward her. "Lydia, are you okay?" I asked, looking over her face that stayed looking forward. 

"Don't look." She stated simply. Why do people even say that? I mean, the moment someone says don't look, you immediately want to look. That's what Kira and I did. The bathroom was covered in blood splatters, some places had more blood than others. 

The yellow tile would forever be stained, as would the cement floor which housed an even worse sight. A man was lying on the floor in a puddle of his own blood, the deep red staining his face and hands. His internal organs were spewed around him in a horrific display. And ohmygodican'tlookanymore. 

I turned away, quickly spinning on my heel as the back of my hand found my mouth. I could feel a wave of sickness wash over me and the familiar sensation of bile rising up my throat. "I'mgonnabesick..." I walked away from the girls as far as I could before it became too much.