Dream for the Dead (Completed/Editing)

16

"So. I was right after all." Doctor Carver's face was the first thing I saw when I arrived back in the present, hovering over me as I was again lying down. "I was right after all!" He celebrated. I threw the watch away from me as quickly as I could.
"Are you alright?" Seth asked.
"Tabitha..." Elias pulled me up and tried to hug me, but I pushed past him to get to Kyle.
"You bastard!" I screamed, punching him over and over in the chest. "How could you do those things?"
Kyle laughed and tried to back away.
"Tabbi, calm down." Elias grabbed me around the waist and pulled me away, but I thrashed about.
"No! Let me hurt him!" I was crying now. "I'm so glad you suffered! It should've been worse."
"Tabbi, shh." Elias hugged me and I eventually stopped thrashing. I continued to sob until Doctor Carver spoke again, but tears still streamed down my cheeks.
"We can't waste any more time." He laughed in his happiness. "I can't believe it, we have the Saviour so soon, yet it feels like it's been an eternity already."
Elias' grip on me tightened. "You-"
"Elias, there's no point trying to deny it now. This is the most important trait, I don't think anyone but the Saviour would be able to time travel." Seth explained calmly, despite his apparent hate for Elias.
Elias let go of me and turned to face Seth. "How dare you. You could've stopped this!"
I'd stopped crying completely by this point and tried to grab Elias as he went to punch Seth, but I was too late.
"Why didn't you do anything?" Elias shouted, kicking Seth in a very...important place this time, causing Seth to fall to the ground.
"You didn't do anything!" Elias continued to shout, but I jumped in front of Seth to stop Elias from doing any more harm, even though no long term damage could be done; what with Seth being dead and all.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what I could do, and I was kind of intrigued to see if she was the Saviour or not."
There was a pause before Elias spoke quietly, but with a very dark and sinister tone to his voice.
"That's your reason." The next words he used were shouted over my shoulder. "You wanted to see if she was the Saviour? Do you have no idea what they'll do?"
"You're scaring me, Elias." I squeaked.
"This is hilarious." Kyle burst into laughter. "Why do you care so much, pretty boy?"
"We don't have time for this." Doctor Carver took a step towards me, but was interrupted by Seth.
"We have an eternity." He shrugged. "Well, until Tabitha dies, anyway."
"We can't wait any longer." Doctor Carver smiled. "Now we have sufficient evidence to draw the conclusion that she is, in fact, the Saviour. We'll have a meeting tomorrow. Make sure you're all there."
"Tabitha isn't going anywhere near you." Elias growled.
"She is. She'll want to know what's going on, won't you, my dear?" He patted Elias on the shoulder. "If you want to try to 'protect' her, you'll be there."
Elias kicked the ground and ran upstairs without another word.
Doctor Carver turned to me. "Well." He sounded amused. "Those two haven't spoken in years, and all it takes is a girl to change that. Elias thinks highly of you, clearly."
"I'll leave now." Seth smiled at me. "I'm sorry about what happened. It was nice meeting you, even though we didn't have a great time."
"I'll walk you to the door." Doctor Carver followed Seth, leaving me alone with Kyle. As I was about to rush up the staircase, Kyle slid on his heels to block the stairs. He put his watch onto his wrist. "Thank God it isn't damaged, with the way you threw it. I'll have to get it back to the meeting house safely..." He muttered. Then he looked at me and gave me the sweetest possible smile. "Sweetheart, you're going to pay for attacking me." He looked me up and down. "Even if it felt like being punched by a teddy bear." His every word made my skin crawl and my blood go cold. He snickered and jogged up the stairs.

For the rest of the day, I tried to get the images of the butchered woman out of my mind. I tried to forget about the Saviour situation, and the fact I was living with dead people. But I couldn't. No matter how much I tried. The smell of the human flesh frying was burned into my nose; the image of the pieces of the woman scattered across the floor was burned into my eyes; the casual whistling was ringing in my ears. I threw up a few times, and told Mum that I felt too sick to eat.
"You're not going into school tomorrow." Mum stroked my hair and hugged me. "Why are you like this? You've not eaten anything different to me." She thought for a moment and clicked her fingers. "Ah, is it that boy? Elias? Lovesick?"
"That's stupid." I laughed anyway.

I couldn't sleep that night. Kyle's words and the past I'd experienced had too much of an impact on me to allow me to sleep.
"We'll have to move out..." I said to myself, rubbing my eyes.
That's when my bedroom door opened. "You're not going anywhere."