Revival

~*SEVEN*~

           

They were everywhere. I couldn't be alone for a single moment. They followed me to school and would stay outside in the yard at the house. I could hear their voices whispering during the night.

All of them wanted something from me. They came and asked me to help them. I couldn't give them what they wanted. I didn't want to help them. I didn't want anything to do with them.

"Blaire, is everything alright?" My mom asked.

They all stared at me as we sat at the dinner table. My food was left untouched. I couldn't eat when they were the only thing I could hear. It gave me a headache.

"I'm fine." I gave her a smile.

"You've been quite out of it since the funeral. Are you sure everything is alright, dear?" Aunt Alina asked.

"I said I'm fine. You guys seriously need to stop worrying."

I stood up and grabbed my plate with my untouched food. I emptied the food into the trash bin. They all stared at me when I did that.

"What?" I snapped.

"You didn't even touch your food and this morning you skipped breakfast." My mom said.

"I had lunch."

"Freya said you didn't."

I looked at Freya and narrowed my eyes at her. Freya had stayed out of my way at school. Camille was even nice to me a few times. I found it odd and avoided them at all costs. Even Stella had been acting weird around me.

"I just don't feel good today. You can all calm down. Seriously, you guys are overreacting. You can also drop this whole act because it's not working. Just butt out of my business."

I rushed out without waiting for their response. I went straight to my room and closed the door. It wasn't that I wasn't hungry, God did I feel like I was starving, but my stomach was in knots due to the spirits outside.

My nights were restless. I had terrible nightmares of some of their deaths. It was gruesome. I found myself waking up screaming. The first time it freaked out my mom. It was hard to get her off my back after that.

It had been two weeks since Kane disappeared. I considered going to see him, but I wasn't sure that was the best idea. I was still trying to come to terms with what he had told me.

I had done research on witches and everything that was related. It was all silly stuff that led me nowhere. Mostly TV shows or books popped up, but nothing actually useful. That's when I convinced myself that it wasn't real.

"Blaire?"

There was a knock on my door. I was standing in the middle of my room trying to clear my mind. I turned and yanked the door open.

"What?" I snapped.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" Freya stood there looking at me worriedly.

I have her a questioning look. "What about?"

"It's not like I really care what kind of crap you're going through right now, but your mom is worried. My mom asked me to come talk to you."

"Can't I catch a break for one fucking second?" I said more to myself than to her. "I'm fine, Freya, you can go now."

She didn't look too sure. "Just cut it out, Blaire. You've been so out of it. What the hell is going on with you?"

She stormed in my room and before she could make it to the bed I stopped her. She looked down at the hold I had in her arm and raised a brow.