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Hetty and Alberta had been walking and gossiping around Woodstone mansion. It was Christmas Eve, all the ghosts were spread out the house enjoying themselves, everything was going quite well. That was until Pete came running down the stairs clearly in a horrified state.
“Peter, are you alright?” Hetty had asked, worry painted on her face
“Pete what’s going on?” Alberta asked
“I ....um….Trevor…. room. Patience…..! Together!?.” He answered in a jumble
Well that was weird.. Why would patience be in Trevor's room? Hetty thought
“Pete slow down what happened with Trevor?” Alberta asked
“Umm well you see I was going to see if Trevor could turn on the tv but when I went into his room patience was in there and they were ummm I’m not..not too sure what- was…” he said as his words faded.
“Peter what were they doing…” Hetty asked clearly concerned
“Well umm I’m not sure they were uhh…..flirting..” he answered nervously
Well that couldn’t be! No No Trevor and Patience? Absolutely not, he doesn’t even like patience? Pete obviously read something wrong. Hetty thought
“Are you sure Pete? What were they saying? Could you have read something wrong?” Alberta asked
“They weren’t exactly saying too much more….hand motions…..” Pete shivered
“what…” Hetty had gone motionless,
“Well yeah… you could go check for yours-“ before Pete could finish Hetty was already darting up the stairs.
She had to see this for herself because there was no way that Trevor and patience would be… no no there was no way.
“Oh God..” Hetty whispered as she stood in front of the entrance to Trevor’s room.
Right before her own eyes she watched as Trevor slowly leaned in towards Patience…
she felt Alberta by her side but she didn’t really register it. She was just frozen, she couldn’t believe he would do that…. she just couldn’t!
Hetty turned away and just bolted towards her room. She felt like she was going to throw up or die
(again) she just had to be alone right now…or forever…