Dabitha

Part 3

Dil stared at himself in the mirror. His skin was dull, dark circle surrounded his eyes. His bones were visable. He didn't care anymore. You could see the sadness in his eyes. His house was filthy. Dishes were piled up in the sink, unwashed. The fridge was full of uneaten dinners his friends dropped around for him. Ever since the trial, he was severely depressed. He lost his job, his months of research went to waste. Sometimes he could see Tabitha's ghost, sitting at the computer programming. Dil had always wanted just to embrace her one more time and get a chance to say goodbye. He could never go on with his life knowing her murderer still walked the streets free. She had not disturbed Dil since the trial but he could never sit easily knowing she was in the town. Sometimes he would see her wandering the streets with Bob, happily like nothing had happened. But Dil would get revenge, no matter what price he would have to pay. He would avenge Tabitha, maybe make a deal with Death to return her to this world.

It was a year and a half since Tabitha had left him. He knew it wasn't her fault. He had a plan, and was going to succeed. Dil threw on the clothes he had been wearing for weeks. He looked around his house, knowing this would be the last time he would return. Tears filled his eyes at the thought of leaving his home. He wandered around one last time, looking at all he had achieved. As soon as it hit midnight, he left. Dil was not right in his mind. He got a match and dropped it on the ground. He watched as the flames spread to his home, erasing his memories.

Dil wandered the streets until he reached his destination. The Pancake Household. He had heard they had a son a few months ago. Dil felt rage building up inside of him. He took a clothes hanger and tried to unlock the door. Eventually he achieved his goal, the door opened revealing a staircase leading to his faith. He entered the house, ready to get revenge. He walked up the stairs quietly and entered the first room. It was their sons room. Dil walked over to the cot which the child was lying in. He stared at him for a minute. The child was asleep. He reached for a teddy bear at the end of the bed and placed it over the child's mouth and nose, suffocating him. The child did not awake, and after a minute the child had left the world. Dil felt no emotion. He felt rewarded as Death apeared to cremate the childs body. Dil left the room and into the next.

Bob and Eliza were laying their, fast asleep. Dil stared at his victims, wondering what way he would kill them. He decided he would do the most painful thing he could do to Eliza. Dil took a book and hit them both on the head, knocking them out. He then sat Eliza up and tied her limbs down so she could not escape. He took Bob's body and grabbed a knife. He dragged his unconscious body over in front of Eliza. He was ready. He stabbed Bob multiple times in the leg, awaking him. His screams felt good. His pain felt Dil's rage calm a bit, but it wasn't gone.

Eliza awoke to the sounds of Bob's screams. She stared at Dil, biting her lip. '50 Shades style I see.' She said in an erotic voice.
Dil laughed. He stared heartlessly at Eliza. 'I'm here to ruin your world.' He announced. Eliza stopped laughing. She had realised what was going on.
'Where's Bob Jr?!' She screamed at him. Dil stayed silent but smiled. Eliza started to scream at the loss of her son.
'Death has recieved one soul.' He said in a hushed voice. 'And is about to recieve another.'
'Wait, wait NO!' she screamed at the sight of Dil slitting Bob's throat. Blood poured out like a tap. Bob's body dropped to the ground. Death appeared next to Bob and crossed him off his list. He stared at Dil, ready to recieve his next victim. Eliza was screaming and crying.
'SHUT UP!' Dil yelled at her. This did not stop her. She continued to scream. Dil dilled 911 to alert the police murders have taken place. He proceeded to throw the murder weapon at Eliza's head. It embedded itself into her skull. Blood oozed out of her wound.
Death crossed her off the list but yet did not leave. Dil understood what was to happen next. He removed the knife from Eliza's head and removed the rope. He heard the police coming outside the house banging on the door. He waited. They burst into the room and as soon as they ran towards Dil to arrest him, he stabbed himself in his stomach. Pain rushed around his body, but he didn't care. Dil enjoyed the feeling. He watched the world around him fade away and a new world to appear. Someone was standing in front of him. A tall, pale woman. She had black, glossy, beautiful hair. She was walking towards him. Dil's vision cleared and he recognized who it was. 'Tabby...'