The three's fun weekend was cut off short because of what had happened to Shaine on that Saturday morning; their grandfather is sending them back to their home in the city. He was and still is dead worried for his granddaughter.
Grandpa Toren wasn't that old to not drive them back; his rusted old truck was enough for his grandchildren's safety. The ride was quiet, and only the rattling of some loose part in the truck filled in the silence between the four. Abby sat on the front with her grandfather while Elly was seated next to Shaine to make sure she didn't pass out again.
Shaine hasn't said a word since yesterday; she just stayed inside their bedroom staring blankly at the wall. Abby brought her dinner, and she didn't even say thank you, just a small nod. Abby had to sleep in Elly's room that night; she didn't want to disturb her sister, and Elly had to sleep with their grandfather.
Elly once again looked at his cousin, who was looking out the window; he sighed and looked out his side. He is quite worried for his cousin; Shaine was never this quiet. She was always the one to make noise in the car; he was used to that version of Shaine, but today she is different from her usual self.
'What happened to her? ' he asked internally.
He looked up at the sky; it was just plain sky blue, no clouds in sight. Some birds are flying and chirping a sweet melody, the wind blowing, making his hair sway.
"Elly, how did your match go?" Elly was woken from spacing out; he looked at the front to see his grandfather looking at him from the mirror with a smile soft and filled with adoration.
"It was great; we won by 2 goals," he happily answered.
Elly may be shy like Abby, but he is a very great soccer player on their school soccer team. He and Shaine are great members of the team; some people call them the dynamic duo, which isn't pleasing for them.
"Elly made the first goal." Elly glanced at his cousin; Shaine was now looking at him with a smile on her face, giving him the perfect view of her dimples.
Seeing this made him smile himself; he slightly shoved Shaine's elbow and laughed.
"Because you gave me a great pass," he chuckled.
The truck was soon full of chatter, making it noisier than earlier; Shaine was her usual self again. They chat until they reach Elly's house; his house isn't that far from the two; it's just 4 houses away.
Elly waved goodbye to them before walking inside his house; he took one more glance at that rusted trunk and let a small smile creep to his lips.
"I guess there's no need to worry," he chuckled to himself.
Shaine and Elly happily got out of their grandfather's trunk; they waved goodbye to him before racing inside their house.
"Shaine, thank goodness you're okay. Are you feeling dizzy, or maybe your eyes are a bit blurry?" Shaine chuckled to her mother, holding both her cheeks.
"I'm fine, Mom, nothing serious," she chuckled, scratching her head.
"Young lady, don't say that what had happened to you yesterday was not serious; you were passed out for almost 13 hours." Their mother raised her voice with her hands on her hips.
For almost 1 and a half hours their mother scolded Shaine for not taking care of her body; all she could do in that hour of scolding was awkwardly laugh and scratch the back of her neck.
"That exhausts me," Shaine said with a small giggle; she dropped to her soft lime-colored bed.
Abby laughed at her sister; indeed, it was tiring listening to her mom scolding her older sister. She calmly sat down on her bed and started to dig in her backpack, searching for something.
Both of them shared the same room, which has an attic door. The attic room was redecorated to be something like a hang-out place; it's a little smaller, but it's very comfy. Their beds are on the other side of their room door with a medium-sized side table in between.
Shaine's bed is lime-colored with green pillows; there are two medium-sized teddy bears lying on her bed, each with a green ribbon on their neck. Shaine is a green addict; almost everything she buys is either colored lime or has a small amount of the color green.
Abby, however, adored blue; her bed is in the shade of light blue with baby blue pillows with her favorite blue bunny sitting high on her pillow.
"I'm going to doze off for a few hours; wake me if it's time for lunch," Shaine said before climbing the ladder up to the attic.
Abby smiled to herself and lay back on her bed, closing her eyes in the process. She tends to imagine; whenever she is left alone, her mind keeps flying away into an unknown world that she created, and this is one of the things she and her sister have in common.
She suddenly jolted up from her bed; there was this small sound that seemed to flicker in a second. Curious of what that sound may be, she stood up from her bed and tried to listen to that sound once more. The sound began to twinkle in the air, and it pulled Abby into the backyard. The early noon sun lit up the whole yard with its warm heat along with a calm breeze.
There are two medium-sized oaks in the yard with a small garden to the left; the sides of the yard are filled with their mothers' favorite pink roses and tulips.
The sound that keeps ringing in the air seems to be coming from one of the oaks; she listened closely and ended up in front of the oak on the right. She held the rough trunk of the tree along with her eyes slowly closing.
"Abby."
She instantly opened her eyes after hearing a small girl's voice saying her name. She looked around, expecting to see maybe a lost kid in their yard, but there was none.
"Abby."
She felt scared now, not knowing where that voice might be coming from; she looked behind, but there was nothing but their house. After looking around, she returned her gaze to the tree to only be greeted by a small light flickering in front of her face; she tumbled back and fell on the ground, surprised.
Her eyes are shut from falling on the ground, and the instant she opens her eyes once more, the light is gone.
"We'll meet soon."
There it is again, the voice, but now it's slowly fading away.
"What was that?" she asked herself, getting up on her feet while dusting her clothes.
She feels a little frightened of what just happened and decides to return to her room. Her eyes are glued to her feet while walking back up; she doesn't even notice her mother calling for her in the kitchen.
"What exactly is happening?" she whispers to herself.
Settling down on her bed, she held her chest, feeling a bit tired; it was weird. She didn't do anything in particular the whole morning, but why does she feel so tired all of a sudden?
"Maybe because I didn't get enough sleep yesterday," she told herself, lying down on her comfy bed.
She hugged her bunny, feeling warm and fluffy on the inside; her bunny toy was a gift from her sister on her 10th birthday. It was handmade, and her sister did an incredible job with it, of course, with a little help from their mother.
It's been her precious treasure since then; she loves her family more than anything in the world. Thinking about her family made her doze off into a deep sleep, entering her jolly dreamland.
The sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting dancing shadows across her face, but Abby didn't stir. The exhaustion wasn't just in her muscles; it felt as though something had reached into her soul and borrowed a great deal of its light.
In her dreams, the "jolly dreamland" was a hazy reflection of the farm. She saw her grandfather laughing as he tossed grain to the chickens, and Shaine sitting on the porch swing, the rhythmic creak-snap of the wood acting as a heartbeat for the afternoon.