WALK TO YOUR OWN GRAVE

THE ANTONIO'S MANSION

After about an hour drive, Natasha pulled over at the garage. She sauntered down and trod into the house without any interest of Gisel nor Gina. She left them behind in the car. Gina sighed and instinctively glanced up at Gisel who sat next to her with her hands pressed on the window of the car as she stared out through the glass. Her gaze was fixed on the house with tears in her eyes.

Gina stared at her for a while; her heart felt heavy, watching her. She sighed.

"Gisel, dear" She called and she slowly turned back at her, facing her in the process. Gina forced a smile as their eyes met. "Come on, dear–Let me help you. We're here now." Gisel weakly tilted her head.

" Thanks, Aunty." She answered with a blank gaze. Gina hurried down and rushed to her side of the car. She swiftly opened the door and helped her down. Gisel stood in front of the door for a while as she stared at the door. Gina glanced at the door as well and back at her. She let out an unwarranted chuckle.

"Here, dear– Go ahead. I'll unpack your things from the car and join you soon. " Gisel absent mindedly nodded and paced towards the door with a droopy body. Gina stared at her back, nervous. She quickly picked the things from the car and followed her.

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Gisella stood behind her door for awhile with tears in her eyes, flashes of her happy moments with her father flooded her thoughts. She slowly pushed the door open and sauntered in. She look so pale and lost. She paced into the room without blinking and paused in front of a photo frame of herself and her father which was seated on the study table by the window.

She weakly picked it up, tears chocked up her throat as she stared at it. "Dad–" She trembled in sobs. " Please–Come–back" She cried and slowly fainted to the floor. "Come back, please–You can't leave me like this!! " She screamed in tears as she curl into a foetal position.

"I miss you so much but why can't I find you anywhere? – Why did you choose to leave all of a sudden? Why!!!" She howled as she vehemently trembled in tears, slamming her fist and thumping things over.

Gina stood behind Gisel's door, she felt pained. She instinctively put her hand over mouth as she wailed, slowly leaning over the door.

" I'm so sorry dead." She cried. " So sorry I couldn't safe your father and you got to go through all this–Please forgive me,Gisella....please " She sobbed.

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Natasha shuffled in her room as she played with her hair and bit her lips. Her anxiousness written all over her face.

" I need to find a way to get Gina and Desmond out of my way." She stuttered. "Gosh, they're so getting on my nerves– i really need to be fast about it. Time is not on my side.", she muttered. Just then, a thought clicked in. She gave a half smile.

"Yes!!, That's it" She smirked. "Let's first begin with Gina then after that, our Prince charming follows " She chuckled and hastened to her wardrobe. She pulled it open and redrawed a green/blueish substance.

"Got yah" She chuckled and trod out of the room.

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Lizzy and Agnes were busily cleaning up the hall when Natasha approached from the stairs.

" Good afternoon, Ma'am." they chorused with a bow on noticing her. Natasha just raised a hand with a curled lip in response,showing no regard to them. Lizzy looked on, hurt and returned to chores.

" Why is she always like this?" She wispered in her thoughts with a crinckled nose and a curled lips; her eyes squinted. " Does she always treat people with no respect at all?" She mumbled in her thoughts.

" Have you seen Gina around? ", Natasha asked.

" I think she went to Gisella's room to help her unpack." Agnes instinctively answered. She stared up at the stairs with a nod.

"Alright" She mumbled. She sauntered off towards the boys quarters where Gina's room is. Her lips curved in a mischievous smile. Agnes and Lizzy stared at her back; Agnes leaned a little closer to Lizzy and eluded.

"What's with her ?" Lizzy instinctively raised her shoulder in a shrug.

" I'm absolutely in no place to answer that, Agnes" She stated. Just then, Natasha echoed back without gazing back at them.

" I over heard what you said earlier on, Lizzy." She stated "Be careful– the next time, I may not go so easy on" Her back faded. Lizzy stared at the direction she went with slack jaw, dropping the duster in the process.

"But, how is that possible–?" She stuttered. Agnes instinctively glanced at her, thoughtfully.

" Did you really say something earlier on? " She queried with norrow-eyed. "But how come I didn't hear you or i'm suffering from my ears" She sneered. "Yeah, I think I am– It's been awhile since I washed my ears. I got to attend to it before it becomes severe." She dropped whatever she was busy with hurried out. Lizzy just stared at her back with a wide stance; her thoughts still pounded over Natasha's words.

" Is she a ghost or something?– Or she can read the minds of others?" She mumbled. "Oh, goodness., this is really creepy– I need to find out what she really is."

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Natasha got to Gina's door and stopped. Her eyes swiftly lurked around to make sure no one was watching. She hurriedly opened the door and rushed in after realizing it was safe to move.

" Your days are numbered, Gina." She chuckled, as she approached her wardrobe. Natasha stood in front it and took out the potion from her pocket. She mixed it with Gina's cream and splashed the rest in the room.

" Enjoy your journey, Gina" She chortled. " Let's watch you, sowly and daily walk to your own grave." She laughed and hurried out of the room.

GISEL'S ROOM

Gina sat in front of Gisel on her bed as she tried to get her to eat. Just then, Gisel fell in a trance. A vision of Natasha in Gina's room with a potion, displayed to her.

"No, No–Don't do this, please" She shouted which got Gina alarmed. She instinctively held her.

"Gisel?–Gisel!!" She shouted as she shook her but she just kept screaming.

" No!–Stop, please " She kept struggling.Gina nervously held onto her.

" What is it, Gisella? Come on, talk to me" She kept tapping her cheeks. "Hey–Come down, relax!"

Gina cried, tensed, as she tried to bring her back to her senses. Gisella suddenly became calm; she glanced around with darting eyes. Her breath quickened as she constantly swallowed. Just then, her gaze fell on Gina who was holding her down with a pale face, nervous.

" Gina!–Gina." she stammered.

" I'm here– What is it, dear?Talk to me"

" I–I , just saw–Nat–" She stuttered. Just then, a voiced echoed from the door.

" Hey, Gina– I thought I asked you to make the arrangements of Mr. Antonio's burial. Have you?"Natasha queried. They swiftly turned towards the door, tensed.

"Um–no, ma'am but I'll get it done as soon as possible.", she stammered with fear stricken gaze.

" Leave us, I'll take over from here" Natasha ordered. Gina instinctively looked back at Gisella, quizzically with a worried expression . Gisella swiftly nodded in assurance.

" Okay, I'll come and check on you later– Let me know when you need anything " She stated as she rose to her feet.

" Okay, take care " Gisella replied as Gina trod out of the room, leaving her with Natasha. As soon as Gina left, Natasha held Gisella's neck with a cold and roughish glare.

" What were you about to tell her or you think I won't find out?–Huh.?" She roguishly pushed her to the bed. " I can see – you really like to learn the hard way, Gisella."she added.

" But what had she done to you? What was her crime.?", Gisela queried in tears.

" It's none of your business" She exclaimed. "You better stay out of it or – Prepare to face the worst now."

Gisella trembled at the sound of her voice, speechless with tears rolling down her eyes. Natasha threw the food on her and strolled out of the room, chuckling.