Gabe's POV
I finally broke away from Elliot's grasp and ran, just to collapse at her side. A deep pain of emotion riveted through me. My best friend, my brother's body lay in front of me lifeless. He never had been afraid of death. But memories were stabbing me, the pain worse than any physical injury. Her body was shaking beside me, big tears rolling down her face though her cries were silent.
"my fault" she sobbed, "all my fault. I should have known better."
"Shh" I soothed. "It is going to be okay, it is not your fault." Comforting myself as much as her. Oliver was dead, but it was going to be okay. It had to.
"No. You don't understand. The dream" she winced at the thought of what ever dream she was talking about.
"What dream?" Elliot asked, soothing her.
"I had seen the dragon." She sniffed, "and he told me if i accepted the fairies he would attack. And when he did, the one...the one..." She broke off in to sobs again, not even able to finish the sentence.
"Shh. It's okay. Tell us when you are ready" Elliot said, stroking her hair as if she was a dog. Nicolette sat beside her, embracing her to make her feel better
"I have to tell you... It's all my fault, you are going to hate me..." she rambled, the tears getting bigger with each word, and with each tear my heart grew heavy for what she was going to say.
"just tell us, I think it will make you feel better, do you agree?" Nicolette asked slowly as if talking to a small child.
"O...O...Okay..."She stuttered out as Nicolette wiped the tears off her face, "I had this dream."
"No duh" I snarled, getting annoyed that she wouldn't get to the point and trying to make up for the fact that I had soothed her earlier.
Nicolette smacked my arm glaring at me and I rolled my eyes at her, clenching my jaw to not make another rude comment.
"I was standing in a field" she continued as if I hadn't spoken. If she couldn't even make a rude comment something must be wrong. "I saw all of the fairies and I ran. Then I saw the dragon and I fell to the ground. Then the dragon told me that if I accepted the one I loved would die" the tears started dripping off her face once more.
"I should have known, I should have know" she sobbed, collapsing into Nicolette. Walter sat next to her and held her head.
"It's not your fault. There is nothing you could have done." Walter whispered, petting her hair as if she was Chairman Meow.
"He is right" Eliot agreed, "We need to help. We can save the peace. Not even you could predict or protect Oliver."
"He is gone now, but there is no other way he would have wanted to go." Nicolette comforted.
At those words, something inside me snapped. A new anger bubbled up inside of me that I didn't even know existed. The anger was deep and riveting, one that Oliver had always been able to sooth. But he was gone.
Oliver was gone. Gone. Dead. Murdered. Diseased. 6 feet under. Worm food. Never coming back.
It was her fault. She could have saved him, I realized as I slowly backed away from the group huddled around the guilty girl.
"How do you guys feel bad for that thing." I spat, gesturing at this sorry excuse of a girl, who was sprawled out in front of us.
"if it wasn't for this creature, we wouldn't have faced the dragon, we wouldn't have come back to this terrible place, we would still be at home and Oliver would be alive!" I screamed at them.
"Gabe, calm down. This isn't any one person's fault." Eliot said, I could see the worry etched on his face since Oliver was my other half, the one who would calm me down.
"Yes it is. This is her fault. You are a traitor to Oliver as you take her side." I hissed
"He loved her" Eliot snarled at me, fed up with my lack of sympathy. But how could I give something I didn't have?
"He is dead. He died for love. There couldn't be a worse way to go" I spat
"No. There couldn't be a better" Nicolette whispered
"you are all traitors" I snarled, and backed out of the clearing, giving one last glance to my dead best friend's body.
A/N- Yea, I haven't written in a long time... sorry! I will try to update more over the summer! Thanks so much for reading! Hope you liked! Don't forget to vote and comment and follow and all that good stuff! Tell me what you think!
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FantasiChristina is your average troubled kid, she does bad actions for the best intentions and totally socially awkward. She has been kicked out of numerous schools throughout middle and high school and is determined to finish her last 2 years of high sch...