~~~Toby’s POV, still~~~
I kept wandering through her memories, hoping to find Sarah. I just needed her back. I sighed as I found myself in yet another memory. I heard a familiar sound of her laughter. My heart raced as I hurried towards the sound. I stopped, seeing her, probably, fourteen-year-old self sitting in a booth at an ice cream parlor sitting across from a boy with platinum blond hair, fair skin, and ice blue eyes. I recognized the boy to be Austin Murdocks, who just so happened to be John and Nikki’s brother, and Zalgo’s heir.
Austin must’ve said something flirty and witty, because Sarah blushed and looked down while giggling softly. Strangely enough, this made me jealous as fuck.
“You are simply too much!” Sarah said with a small smile.
“Oh am I? I thought I was too little…” Austin said, trying to be clever.
Is he trying to be clever right now? I heard Sarah think to herself.
Looks like lover boy is trying to impress you.. Death said back to her.
Sarah smiled at Austin before excusing herself, “I’ll be right back. I gotta use the restroom.”
Austin smiled at her, “Alright, Sarah. Take your time, darling.”
Sarah went into the one-stall bathroom and looked into the mirror and saw Death instead of her regular reflection.
“Why is he wasting his time? On me of all people?!? How can I let him down easy?” Sarah asked Death.
Why bother with that? He’s into you! Death said, Don’t let this pass you by!
“Oh I don’t know, Death,” Sarah said while shaking her head, “I don’t want to lead him on… Besides, he’s a jock and I’m an outcast… This has to be some kind of prank on me…”
You like him, don’t you?
“Death, it doesn’t matt--”
You like him. Don’t let this pass you by. You’ll regret it.
“What do you know about love, Death?”
More than you do, dearie.
“Death, I--” I didn’t get to hear the rest of her sentence because I was whisked away into a different memory.
I huffed as I landed on my butt in another memory. I heard the sound of typing, so I turned around and saw Sarah sitting on her bed with a black laptop on her lap. I got up and crawled up beside her to see what she was looking up.
Facebook? Why are you on the internets? Death asked.
“Look what they think of me! They’ve been making fake facebook profiles of me! Look, this one’s my favorite of the fraudulent Sarah Meredith Blutflecks: ‘Hai! I am Sarah the Stalker! I’m a little slut hahahahaha I’m a bitch’. They are so “creative”, aren’t they?” Sarah said with heavy sarcasm.
They’re fucktards, Death said smoothly, just bored ass teens who are stealing my mother fucking job!! Only I can be a bitch to you!
Sarah sighed heavily, “Death, I know that. Besides, I’m used to it. I’ve been called just about every name in the book. I’m numb to all this. And Death, if you have a bone to pick with anyone, it’s not those teenagers--it’s Austin.” She shook her head, “He’s the one starting rumors about me.”
I frowned before I got taken away into yet another memory. It was Sarah and Ash walking to a classroom. It looked like a drama classroom. They entered the classroom and sat on one of the couches.
“Did you finish the algebra homework?” Ash asked Sarah.
“Yes, but I am so not letting you copy my homework, Ash,” Sarah said while taking out a book called Asylum and begun reading.
“Please! Dude, I’m about to fail!”
“That’s nice, Ash.”
“Sarah, please! You know my mom will murder me if I fail!”
“You’re not failing, you have C-, Ash.”
“A D is considered failing in my mom’s eyes.”
“And a C- is considered an A+ in my mom’s eyes.”
“Seriously??”
“No.”
Ash pouted, “Please, Sarah! You know what? I’ll give you twenty kisses if you do!”
Sarah pursed her lips for a moment, “They better be chocolate, Ashton.”
Ash blushed and pulled out a bag of Hersey’s kisses, “They are, Emo-tional.”
Sarah took the bag of Hershey’s kisses and handed Ash her Algebra homework, “This is a one-time thing, Ash. Don’t expect me to do this again.”
I chuckled at them, before letting myself be pulled into another memory. I soon realized that this wasn’t a memory at all, because all I saw was Sarah sitting in a chair drinking tea, looking completely forlorn. Death sat across from her.
“Why can’t I wake up, Death?” She asked.
“I don’t know, dearie,” Death said, taking a long sip from her tea.
“I want out,” Sarah whispered, “this is pure torture…”
“Finally, something we can agree on!” Death said with heavy sarcasm and sass.
“Sarah? Death?” I asked, finally breaking my silence. Sarah and Death both turned to face me.
“Toby?” Sarah asked with a hopeful expression on her face. I just smiled at her. I was so happy, no words could explain it. Sarah got up and ran towards me. Once she reached me, she threw her arms around me. “Sweet Freckled Jeebus, I missed you so much!”
I picked her up off the ground and spun her around, “I missed you, too!” I said as I placed her back down as gently as I could.
“Barf,” said Death as she continued to drink her tea, “don’t you two ever get bored of all this fluff? Seriously, dearie, just skip the wedding if you’re already acting like you’re newlyweds! Hell, even skip the honeymoon! It’s not like you’re ever going to--”
“Death, now is not the best time to criticize mine and Toby’s relationship, okay??” Sarah scolded, “Besides, you and Sully literally do the same fucking thing!”
“Yes, we do,” Death mused, “but we do it better.”
“What the fuck ever!” Sarah shook her head at Death.
“Whatever,” Death waved dismissively at us, “get out of my sight before I barf rainbows and shit.”
I opened my mouth to speak before being silenced by a harsh white light leading into nothingness.
~~~????’s POV~~~
I’m growing tired of this boring routine; everything is boring without her by my side. I long for the day when I’ll be with her again. I miss her with every atom of my being. I long for her--no--I crave her. Surely she remembers her promise to me? She will remember. I’ll make her. She’s mine. Always.
That bastard can’t take her away from me. She’s destined to be my Queen. Father is dying and I’m the new King. This shall be the true end to our tale! How glorious shall it be? She will be nothing but mine.
I scoffed as I looked into the bubble. That pesky boy will have to go. I refuse to share my Queen with anyone. Luckily, he will be easily eliminated. All I have to do is wait.
I smiled as the bubble focused on her beautiful face. I caressed the bubble and spoke as softly as I could, “You’ll be mine again in no time, darling. Fear not, for your demon in shining armor will be there sooner than you think….”
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Mine.
