"Angie?!"  Tina could discern Bette’s voice, coming from the room next to the master
bedroom. Tina could make out the fear in her lover’s voice.

Now, Tina was awake. She quickly got out of bed and went into the hallway, where she nearly stumbled
over her youngest daughter, who knelt on the floor, looking scared.

"Sarah!" Tina knelt down, as well, to face her daughter, "What’s going on, sweetie?!"

Sarah could not answer, as, suddenly, Bette appeared from around the corner, coming from
Angelica’s room, looking disturbingly shocked.

"Baby, what’s wrong?" Tina quickly got over to her pale wife, gently rubbing her back.

"Angie…" Bette said, "She’s not in her room!"

"What?!" Tina’s heart sank. "What do you mean, not in her room?! Where the hell else
is she supposed to be?"

"I dunno, I’ve searched the whole house, she’s not there!" Bette said, running a hand through her hair.

Tina thought quickly. "You don’t think she went to that party, last night, do you?"

Bette looked at her, shaking her head in despair. "She must have snuck out of the house…"  she said,  "I can’t believe she actually did that…fuck…"
    
Bette immediately started moving towards the staircase.

"Wait, where are you going?" Tina hurried to follow her wife, followed closely by Sarah.

"I’m driving over to Alex’ house to put her out of her fucking misery, what else?!" Bette’s voice had lost its fear and sounded rather angry now.

Just when she was about to open the front door, Sarah spoke up.

"Wait!" she cried, "I know where she is!"

Bette turned around, looking at her daughter, a confused expression on her face.

"What do you mean? She’s at the party, isn’t she?" Tina asked, looking just as confused.

Sarah looked at the floor, blushing slightly.

Bette took a few slow steps towards her daughter. Then, she knelt down to look Sarah in the face.

"Sarah…" she said slowly, "Did Angelica say something to you?"

"She’s…at a friend’s house, she spent the night there." Sarah said quietly, without looking up.

Bette and Tina looked at each other, agreeing silently that Sarah did not tell the truth.

"Sarah, honey." Bette tried, "Look, maybe Angie’s in trouble and the only way to help her is that you tell us the truth about where she is! So, are you sure, she’s at a friend’s house or did she tell you to lie for her?"