Title-Of Love and Hate
By-Kim Johnston
Chapter 17- Aftermath
Tabathia groaned in her sleep. Her dreams only memories of times she had shared with her love, Bobby. She didn't want to wake up, because the knology of him being dead was in the back of her head, filed away for tourcher at a later time.
Kitty sat in a computer chair watching as her friend smiled in her sleep. She had no idea what was inside of Tabathia's head at the moment, but she hoped it stayed there and she wasn''t forced back into reality.
It was nearly 2 am and most the house had been asleep in the hall out side Tabathia's room or talking to Bobbys family. They expresed their sorrow but his parents and brother were to upset and didn't belive them.
"Were's the girl my brother was seeing? Were was she at the time of his death?!" His brother, Robby, yelled at Rogue.
"Don't yea dare think ta blame tabathia, she was tryin ta fahned him, at dat she did, da way he was..." Rogue hissed at him. "She's sleepin, and Ah hope she sleeps away all her memories of'em lahke dat because if not..." Rogue bite her lip and turned away from the softer faced Robby.
"Come'on Mon Chere, Kitty must be tired by now. Yea and Gambit'll watch Tabathia." Gambit lead Rogue down the hall.
Kitty reluctinly changed places with Rogue and gambit. "Remy, Ah don't thahnk yea should be in 'ere, yea know?"
"...Oui chere. Remy get da idea." Gambit kissed her on the gloved hand and left with a sad glance at Tabathia.
Rogue sat in the chair and stared closely at her friend. The girl was going to be torn up. First her father is a jackass and trys to sell her for drugs, her mother is sick and dying with a type of cancer(? I think?) and her first love is dead. And had she been there a few moments earlier, he would have been alive. She shook her head and wondered what she would do. But she couldn't think of that because she wasn't about to jynx herself in any way. She wouldn't wont to be in Tabathia's spot. As much as the guilt was eating at the guys and girls and herself, Rogue knew that Tabathia was having it 10x worse.
What would she do?
What could the rest do to help her?
Rogue covered her eyes with a hand at the thought of Bobby. She never thought one of them could die. Never.
-Rogues Point of View-
Bobby is dead. And who knew what Tabathia would do. Tabthia holds a lot of pain... She holds to much. The girl's a bomb, just waiting to go off. She keeps herself inside. Her feelings, never really come out. And Bobby... I can't bring myself to think of him, his face... everywere eles was fine, but his face...
-Kitty's Point of View-
I wasn't that close to Bobby, and now I wish I was. I never really thought to say anything meaningful to him, sure we chated when it was a double date or a hi in the hall, but thats it. I never talked to him, and now, I don't know if i ever will get to. And i'll never get to even tell him Hi. He was younger then me even, and had his whole life ahead of him. So why wasn't it me? If I would have ran off to fight that guy, couldn't it just as easily have been me?
I can't do anything, and it's killing me. I want to be at tabathia's side. I want to be there to hug her and tell her everything is fine. And tell her that we all love her and that I don't know! I just want to be there! But, the other girls feel the same, so do the guys, we know because they are all outside her door, but they backed off for us. Which is good. I'm so confused, how could god let this happen? I don't get the point in this. But I trust in him, it'll work out. I just want to help but can't.
If Bobby can die... Can Pyro? I know its a stupid question because each day someone dies, well more then someone a lot of people die, but Bobby? And pyro, he's not doing so well. I know he stoped slicing himself... but I can look at him at nights at tell he wants to. So what if he just snaps? Would I end up like Tabthia in there? And would everyone be doing this for me? Would I want them too?
I think that was the real reason I fainted. I didn't see Bobby as Bobby, I sen him as Pyro. And I seen tabathia as me. And plus, the eye thing was so scarry. I will admit that. I'm thankful Pietro cought me. But I don't know why he did. He already made it clear he hates me. But, then again, hate doesn't matter at a time like that.
-Pyro's Point of view-
I don't care how many fights me and Bobby got into about which was better fire or ice, I still miss him. Hell I'd even agree ice was better then fire if he'd come back to us! And now I see all these guys and girls mourning him, myself included, and I wonder... what would have happened if I killed myself? Would they cry?
What about Kitty? Would she be in the same spot as Tabathia? Would she be passed out? But more importantly, would she have found me? What would I have done if she would have found me dead? Of course nothing but still.
-Gambit's Point of View-
This isn't real! It can't be! Why didn't I do something to stop that boy. Why didn't I go after Bullseye? i know it was mean't to be and I couldn't have stopped him if I tried, but still I can ask why. And I can ask why god would do that to them both! Bobby looking like that and Tabthia finding him like that. I hope Bullseye enjoys all of forever in the hottest pits of hell.
-Amara's Point of View-
Is it wrong to have liked your best friends boyfriend? To have thoughts of stealing him away? Expecialy now that he's dead, I wonder these things. I just thought he was cute. But now I feel so bad for thinking those thoughts. And why did he have to die? Why? I don't get it. I've never seen a dead body before, and I'm glad I didn't see him. I'm glad Wanda held me back. I mean the guys were sick and near tears, Magneto was looking sick when I seen him. How bad was it?
-Wanda's Point of View-
Poor Bobby. He'd never have wanted anyone to see him like that. No one. And most definatly not Tabathia. Boy were they in love. And now... Poor Tabtahia. I can't wait till she wakes up. I just want to make sure she's alright.
-Pietro's Point Of View-
Bobby Drake... Bobby... Iceman. He was almost as close to me as Pyro is. How could he be dead?! Its not happening! I'm going to wake up and he'll be alright! He'll be pulling some prank on me or Pyro or one of the guys! HE IS NOT DEAD!
-Piotr's Point Of View-
Bobby, was a dear friend. And i will miss him. Death happens, though I never wish it on anyone. Bobby was a good boy and he would never have wanted everyone like this. The girls are so upset about this. And they need to rest, so as the guys agreed, I'm going to take over watch of Tabathia, for now, untill they get some much needed rest. Bobby, was a friend. And did not desirve what happened to him. Atleast in my eyes.
-Tabthia's Point of View-
It seems so unreal. Like this is all a nightmare, and I want to wake up... But I know its real, so I can't. I hear them all and know I should wake up, let them know I'll live... But how can I say that when I don't even know? I mean, sure I'll live but will I? Will these memories, these feelings, these thoughts ever go away? Will I ever be myself? In months will I be laughing in the lounge playing poker with the guys and stealing gulps of beer?
It can't be real. But it is. And he's dead. And I'm alive. I wonder what song they'll play at his funural? Some sappy song we use to make fun of? Some rock or rap song that means nothing? Nothing? Will he have one?
It'll have to be closed casket or they may creamaite him. God this isn't fair, you know you can take me anytime now. I don't want tlo watch anyone else die! I don't want to be 2 seconds to late I want to be 5 seconds to earlie and get hit instead!
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!? Why can't you let me be happy? Why can't you leave me alone?! Why do you do this? Do you test my faith? Because its bending Lord, its bending and about to break!
-tabthia's Room-
Tabthia's eyes snaped open. She blinks and looks up at Piotr. "Are you alright Tabathia?"
"No. But, I don't think I'll die from this, atleast not without some help from a knife." She says in seriousness.
"Tabathia, don't talk in such a way. You are alive and will remain so untill your time is up, which will not be at your own hands. Think of the type of person Bobby was, whould he want you to act in such ways?"
"No Piotr. I know your right." She sighs and starts to cry. She throws her arms around Piotr and he holds her lightly.
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