He Left

6 0 0
                                    

The voice came back. I grunted in pain and surprise as it jumped right into my head and said Say it.
No.
Say it!
I won't. I can't!
Say it! The voice felt like it was tearing my head apart. It couldn't wait any longer; I had to put the Doctor out of its reach.
I jumped to my feet and dashed out of the house. I heard the Doctor call after me, then Donna. Their feet began to pound as they chased after me. I didn't care. He couldn't do anything for me, but there was something I could do for him. It was my life or his.
The thought made me run faster and start to sob at the same time.
I snapped as I neared the TARDIS. The voice had made me able to open it. The TARDIS wasn't happy, but she let me in. Somehow, I knew what to hit. A button here, a lever there, just like I had known how to lure the TARDIS here.
The voice yelled in fear, but I kept going, sobbing uncontrollably. The door banged open and the Doctor came in. He stopped. I couldn't hear his yell; the voice in my head was too loud. I took one glance at the Doctor, my hand on the lever. His expression broke my heart again. The what-are-you-doing-you'll-die look. That look gave my hand strength.
"Goodbye, Doctor," I whispered, and pulled the lever.
The scream in my head was painfully loud. I saw the Doctor yell and run to the controls, but he couldn't change course. The TARDIS began to fade around me with the sound I knew and loved.
This is the end, I thought. I'm dying.
I fell to the ground, unable to stand. Through tears, I saw the Doctor and Donna growing fainter and fainter. Donna was yelling at me, grabbing me, then she was gone.
Everything went black.

The Backyard Is 50 Yards That Way...Where stories live. Discover now