Intuition

The heavy head and aching, cold body was almost unbearable. Passing out in the bathroom was not how she thought yhe day would pass, none of the things she did for the day was how she'd imagined, especially not the things she did a few hours ago. She gathered herself to wash herself clean and proceed downstairs. As she passed by jonathan's room, she had the sudden curiosity to look inside, considering that she should probably take a look if there is any cleanup she can help him with. At least thats what she tells herself.

Her gut feeling strongly urges her to go in. She knows deep inside that that text message most probably him, and the spiked juice has got to be him as well. There is no other way. But she is also terrified, if its the truth, and if she is going to find more disturbing truth that he is hiding.

The doorknob feels cold. She rotates her wrist to the left, and opens the door slowly, carefully. She makes the first step inside and noticed...