Chpt 18 - Sky the Budder King

                                    

                                          
Azalea slowly lifts her head off the couch; she looks to her left and sees Adam and Alesa starting to stir. She looks to her right and sees Mitch still totally zonked, and then she remembers.
                          
“S**t.” she curses.
                          
Adam lifts his head, “What?”
                          
“Jason.” Azalea whispers.
                          
“What about him?” Adam asks.
                          
Azalea doesn’t answer Adam and instead rushes out of the room towards Jason’s room. She only had one thought in her head ‘Stop Jason.’
                          
Azalea was just about to enter through Jason’s door when something grabbed her around her waist, “Let go of me!” she shrieks.
                          
“Aza. No. Stop!”
                          
“Seto!” Azalea tries to struggle out of his arms, “What are you doing?”
                          
“You can’t wake him up.” Seto explains, keeping a tight grip around Azalea, “What is done is done.”
                          
Azalea stops struggling, “You’re right.”
                          
“Please don’t wake him.” Seto pleads, “Something might go wrong.”
                          
Azalea stares at Jason’s door, wishing there was something she could do. Seto lets go of her, knowing that she now understood the situation.
                          
“What do you think is going to happen?” Azalea asks quietly.
                          
“I’m not sure,” Seto replies, “I just hope that the spell worked or didn’t work to some extent.”
                          
Azalea looks down and nods slightly, “I have things to do.” She says bleakly.
                          
                                                                  ***
                          
“Are you alright?” Mitch asks Azalea as she slowly closes the door to the guest room after exiting out of it.
                          
“Yeah.” Azalea chokes, rubbing her eyes which were red from crying.
                          
“What happened?” Mitch questions, wrapping an arm around Azalea’s shoulders.
                          
“I don’t need to tell you.” Azalea replies quietly.
                          
Mitch understood what she meant; he already knew what had happened. She had had her Skype call with her friends where she explained the truth about Shadow, and everything that had happened to the Team in the past year.
                          
“Come on.” Mitch says, “Let’s go get some food and drank.”
                          
They make their way down to the kitchen and Azalea sits at the table, (I don’t know what it’s like in the kitchen, can we just go with it?) her head in her hands.
                          
Mitch helps himself to a snack and places various food items on the table in front of Azalea. She stares at them, familiarising herself with all the brand names that she’d never heard of, apart from Lays, she’d heard of Lays.
                          
“You gonna eat something?” Mitch asks, preparing himself a sandwich.
                          
“I don’t know.” Azalea replies, “I’m not in an eating sort of mood right now.” She takes her hands away from her face, “Wow. Did I really just say that?”
                          
Mitch looks at Azalea like she’s gone insane, “Yeah…”
                          
“I usually get the nibbles when I’m feeling down.” She mumbles.
                          
“You do?” Mitch takes a bite out of his sandwich.
                          
“You’re saying I’m fat?” Azalea asks in a serious tone.