A/N: I am really just trying to finish this story here. I am not particularly proud of this chapter. I am sorry that this is awful, but I am just trying to wrap things up. I feel like that I shouldn't stop a story at the climax, so I am continuing.
NiGHTS Back to Earth
Actuality 13
Helen couldn't help but look at Birdget's clasped hand. Although she looked over at Bridget's eyes so she could stop staring at her twitching hands. The eyes were filled with fear, as tears ran down them, it was obvious that something was truly wrong with Bridget; Helen was just scared to ask.
It all fell to silence; everyone felt the same way as Helen. So it was Pammy who came to ask, "What do you need help with?"
Bridget walked into the room, and then slammed the door shut. She continued to take the deep breaths from running so much. She sat down onto the ground in exhaust.
"Geeze, Jackle's room isn't too far from here," Reala rolled his eyes, "you Visitors are so easily tired."
"I was sprinting," Bridget talked back to Reala, "besides, I have bigger things to deal with…Jackle…has…."
"Been overbearing, I know," Helen told Bridget, "I have warned you about Jackle, and did you listen? No!"
Bridget nodded her head, "well, yes, but that's not the worst of it."
"There is something worse than Jackle?" Will had said out loud. This he had found hard to believe, Jackle was a nightmare even in the Waking World.
Bridget got back up from the ground, "well, it still involves Jackle, just in the worst possible scenario that anyone would be involved with Jackle."
Reala had taken that as a challenge, he had thought deeply about what the worse could be, "he wants to kill you?"
"No," Pammy shook her head, "not to Bridget, I mean, Jackle wanting to kill someone would be most awful to happen to someone, but I doubt he would want to kill Bridget."
Bridget also shook her head, "Jackle doesn't want to kill me; so what happened to me is probably not to worst thing that could happen…but still pretty bad."
"So what is it?" Will had asked impatiently.
Bridget opened up her hand…
**
Joy hung her body upside down as she lied on her bed, bored. She knew that she shouldn't have had that can of Red Bull. She turned on the television to see a show on Wedding planning. Joy sat back up, and got her sketch book. Wedding planning does sound kind of fun according to the TV show. She began to draw her friend Helen. On Helen's body was a wedding dress, she drew Will next to her with a tuxedo. "They do make a good couple," Joy told herself, "now how about Pammy and Devin?"
**
The hand of Bridget's revealed a ring once she opened it. It was pretty simple, black, with gold lining.
Reala just slapped his forehead, "Jackle, why would you want such a commitment?"
"Um, Jackle isn't here," Will pointed out, "but I do ask myself the same thing."
"Well, Jackle has been so serious lately," Bridget had pointed out, "setting up rules, and even the will to ask me—
"It is ridiculous," Helen cried out, "for one thing, there are no laws in Nightmare. Another thing, Bridget is only fourteen, so even if there are laws, it would be illegal!"
"What I mean, I'm fifteen, isn't this queen thing illegal?" Pammy began to sing out jokingly.
Bridget gave Pammy a glare, "this is no time for Buffy references, Jackle is looking for me, and I need help, fast!"
Pammy put up her hands in defense, "fine, I guess the only solution is to send you back to the Waking World.
There was a hesitating sound from Bridget, "but, this maybe my only chance with the one I love…"
"Yeah, but," Helen began, "your duration in Nightmare will probably not last long, besides, if you're really in love, you would want to be with Jackle forever. I know that Will is someone I would live eternity with if we could live that long."
"I guess… you're right…" Bridget told Helen, "Maybe, it's just that Jackle was the first…thing…that I got along with, so I took it the wrong way."
Helen nodded her head, "probably, I think you should tell Jackle the truth."
"Yeah," Bridget agreed, "I should…" She walked over to the door to open it, but Reala got in the way.
"Weren't we just discussing that the worst thing that could happen is for Jackle to want to kill you? Well, if you told him the truth, he would want to kill you." Reala told Bridget.
What Reala had spoken was so plausible, Bridget had stepped back, "and then, can you send me back to the Waking World?"
Everyone was saying, "Yes" in their heads. No one liked Jackle having a girlfriend, or fiancé in that matter. Reala was ready to paraloop Bridget back to the Waking World, but the door suddenly opened.
**
Joy finished drawing Pammy in a wedding dress with Devin, she frowned then she took out her eraser and erased the whole picture. The picture turned into a clean slate, only with rolls of eraser on it. She wiped the eraser bits off of and began to draw again, "how about something untraditional?" She drew Pammy in a black and grey, poofy dress, with black arm-warmers, a fishnet veil and a mini top hat. Yet she didn't draw Devin next to her, instead, she drew Reala, in his full Nightmaren form.
**
When the door opened, the group had seen Jackle. He had his deck of cards out and threw one at Reala.
Reala looked up then caught the card with his hand; he gave his brother a glare, "Jackle, why can't you think for a second about what you're doing?"
Instead of listening to Reala's and Jackle's conversation, Bridget tried to sneak away from the two. She neither wanted to marry Jackle nor go back to the Waking World. Yet probably going to the Waking World was the preferred choice.
Bridget was about to go through the door, when Jackle yelled out, "hey, what do you think you're doing?"
That was when Reala had remembered when that old woman at the occult store had told him to stop when he was stealing the artificial Ideya. He did what she said, then paid the consequences. If Bridget had stopped, she would have faced some serious consequences.
Bridget was about to face some consequences, since she slowed down.
Reala acted quickly, "run you idiot!"
Bridget had kept on running as fast as she could, yet she didn't realized that the door was closed then bumped into the door.
Jackle laughed very loudly, he thought that this is hilarious along with satisfying. "And how many times have you bumped into things?"
"I'm clumsy okay?" Bridget gave a bit of an attitude. Then she realized that her clumsiness was a downfall, "I guess that's no ticket to the Waking World?"
Jackle shook their head.
**
The next day, Pammy went over to Devin's house, she pressed firmly onto the doorbell for a few seconds, and then released. The redhead took a deep breath, she was kind of nervous about telling her ex-boyfriend some bad news about his little sister.
The door was answered by Devin, "Hi Pams," he told her, and then sighed, "What do you need?"
"I just, would like to talk to you," Pammy told Devin, "you know, as friends."
Devin went outside then closed the door; he sat on the front step.
Pammy sat down with Devin, "so, did you report Bridget as 'missing' yet?"
A nod came to Devin's head, "yeah, I can't tell my parents what happened though, they wouldn't believe me."
Pammy bit her lip, which was when the news had to come out, "I think she maybe missing for years, she is under the hands of a lunatic after all."
"You mean Jackle, don't you?" Devin put his head down between his knees.
"And prepare yourself to have a new brother-in-law," Pammy had finally released the news, "they're going to get married."
Devin's head immediately went back up, "what? That soon? Bridget maybe socially awkward, but she's smarter than that!"
"Well, the good news is she's unwilling," then Pammy realized something after she had said that, "or is that bad news? I'm not sure."
"And you're not doing anything about it?" was Devin's comment, "because if Reala was forcing you to marry him, I would do everything to stop him."
A sudden standing of Pammy's feet came by, "you know, you're right! Bridget may not be my friend, but she's your sister! We need to stop this wedding!"
"You just need a plan of how," said Devin.
"A classic objection at the wedding?" Pammy suggested.
Devin shrugged, "cliché, but would get her out of trouble."
Pammy sighed, "Well, if my plan goes wrong, at least Wizeman would object to this."
***
Jackle had bowed down to Wizeman, "Master, I have the girl in my clutches. We will marry in three days."
"Very good," said Wizeman, "your little plan of marrying the girl is perfect! I will give the ceremony myself. That girl knows almost too much about the Night Dimension, which would make a perfect companion for Nightmare."
"Um, yeah….plan…." Jackle's eyes went shifty, he really just wanted a companion, but 'plan' is another way of putting his new situation of having a fiancé.