Two Worlds

"Let me see," Amanda whined as I was scrolling through my camera screen at the pictures of Robby and I. I smirked, handing the camera that was displaying a picture of Robby and I with our heads against each other and smiling, and she grabbed it.

She quickly took it out of my hands, letting out a small gasp, "Oh my goodness."

She scrolled through other pictures, with her amazed face, asking, "This is Duke Robby?"

She turned to face me, so I nodded my head, then literally shrieked, tightening her hold onto my camera.

My eyes widened, stopping her hands, "Don't break my camera, please."

She stopped, smiling at me, then looking at the picture again, "He's... So handsome... The structure of his face is absolutely amazing. His smile, is perfect. His eyes, are the perfect color of green. There's nothing wrong with him."

"How do you think I feel when I see him?" I asked, jokingly.

She snickered, "Man. He must be such a sweet person. Handsome, romantic, sincere... He is the definition of perfect."

I smiled, looking at his picture over Amanda's shoulders, "He's great."

She turned to look at me, groaning, "Ugh. I can't believe there are no guys like him in the world anymore. Most of the guys today are just... slobs."

I started chuckling, then she continued, "I'm serious. Even if there are good looking guys like this one right here, they'd all be in the purple world."

"Honestly," I started. "If there was a guy who looked like Robby in this century, I probably wouldn't feel for him like I do with Robby from the 20th century."

"Why not? Same face, same hair...?"

I shrugged, "It's not the same person though. The guy that I fell in love with was Duke Robert Victor Albert David. No one can ever replace him."

"Girl, you've found your true love."

I grinned, leaning my back against the chair. She continued, "Remember when I read your lines on your palms?"

I glanced at my left hand, looking on the sides, seeing the two very deep lines that were creased in there.

According to your relationship lines, you're going to have true two loves in your life.

I remembered it well.

"Yeah, two lines... And they're both deep."

I leaped my eyes over to her and she urged, "It's like what your brother said. Soulmates are soul mates. If they're meant to be together, then they're going to find a way to be with each other."

"And I repeat, how am I ever going to find a way to be with him? The only way I can think of is... Me staying in that century or possibly him coming to this century. But both scenarios just don't work out for any of us."

"There'll be a way," She repeated. "Trust me. Destiny means destiny. In any way, paths have to connect somehow. God created human so that they could have another human to be beside them. There's going to be a way."

I rolled my eyes, not wanting to cry because I was thinking about the scenario of me staying in his century.

"He has me to get married to him," I revealed, as I was playing with the buttons of my buttoned down short sleeved shirt.

"What?" She responded, with very widened eyes.

"It wasn't romantic or anything," I continued. "We were all tied up, and he asked me to marry him because he wants to protect me."

"Wow... Men really don't know their way around with woman in that century."

I snickered, stretching my neck around. She slightly coughed, starting, "What was your response?"

"I didn't say anything yet. I don't what to say to that."

"If you're not thinking about staying in that century, then you should've said no. By now, he's probably thinking that you want to be in that century with him."

I frowned, not knowing what to answer.

Why was I thinking about staying there?

I had a great family, I had wonderful friends, I had a great life... But my life would not be complete without Robby.

"It's... Just, not something I want to think about."

"You're actually in love with him," Amanda pointed out.

I shot a look at her, not replying to that statement, and kept my head down.

She shook my wrists around, whining, "You're in love with him, Maddy..."

"Yes," I gave in. "I am. I am totally in love with him. But what can I do about it?"

I began tearing up, but continued speaking, "It's just... Something I have to deal with."

I then heard a small clump sound by the door of the deck, turning around to see Dad standing there.

"Hey," I began, hoping he didn't hear my conversation with Amanda. I stood up, putting on my black flats and going up to him.

Love is not something I want to discuss with the only three guys in my family.

Dad sighed, "I got a company to dig up our entire lawn. But as your request, the constructing down of the house will be moved temporarily."

"I'll help you find a house, Dad," I replied, patting his back.

"It's not that I'm worried about."

Just then, there were about four very white buff guys, coming through our house and into the backyard. I looked at them, as they moved to the middle of the yard, one of them winked at me, which made me gag in my mouth.

I shot Amanda a disgusted look and she shrugged, whispering, "I told you were gorgeous. Don't mind me if you're dressed sexy today."

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms, as the dudes moved with their construction tools, standing in the middle of the backyard.

Another guy continued to look at me, so I looked away, scratching my head.

"Where do you want us to start, Sir?"

Dad stuttered a little, so I quickly jogged towards them, remembering the exact spot where my girls got buried. I stood in the middle of this buff men, pointing, "Start right over here. Right here. Start right over here."

The four of them stared at me in awe, so I crossed my eyes, puckering my lips together.

"You can start now?"

They realized they just looked like idiots, and they began getting their tools out. I walked away from them, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms, up back towards the deck.

... And they think they could look at me.

Dream on.

Amanda smirked at me, giving me a wink, then I went up to Dad.

I prayed out loud, saying, "Elizabeth. Amelia. Valeria and all you other girls under there... They're here to get your bodies out... Don't hurt them today."

Dad looked at me, smiling, bringing his hands up to rub the top of my head.

"I'm so proud of you,"

I wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning my head against his arms.

I should be proud.

~Scott~

"Why does Spencer have to keep her feelings away from us?" I asked Amanda, as she came in after Sam and I heard the entire conversation with Dad.

She shrugged, placing her hands in her front pockets, "She doesn't want you guys to get hurt."

"We're gonna get even more hurt if she doesn't tell us the truth," I stated. "I don't wanna live the rest of my life knowing that Dad, Sam and I restricted her from doing something that she doesn't wanna do."

"I honestly think your sister does not want to live in the 20th century," She assured.

"But by the way she talked to you, I'm sure she also can't live without that Duke Robert dude."

Amanda shrugged again, then Sam tugged on to me, starting, "Is Spencer in love?"

Amanda and I shot a look at Sam, and I smiled, "Yeah, buddy. She is."

"Why does it seem complicated?"

Amanda smiled at him, chuckling, and I responded, "Love isn't always the easiest. It's a great feeling, but it's not the easiest."

I looked at him, rubbing his head, because he was actually growing up.

My little bro was actually growing up.

"Listen," Amanda went on. "Her life is here. You guys don't have to worry that she's going to choose Duke Robby over you."

"The sad part about their relationship is that I like this Duke Robert guy. He's the only guy that respects woman."

Sam sighed, "As much as I want Spencer to be happy, I don't wanna lose my sister."

I looked at him again, as he continued, "It's pretty cool that Spencer's boyfriend is from 1903. I want Spencer to be with him. But I don't wanna lose Spencer."

"That's why she's gotta choose," Amanda stated. "The next time she goes, it's gonna be her choice."

"Yeah, and when it gets to that time, no one... Absolutely no one, is going to stop her from choosing him. It's all up to her now."

I looked at Spencer who was standing on the deck, looking at the construction dudes digging up the backyard.

I love you Spence.

But I guess I have to risk what you want to choose.

~End~



"Holy... Shit." Amanda stated as she saw the entire hole of the backyard.

Skeletons.

Bones.

All over the entire backyard.

My legs lost its energy, so I fell on my knees, onto the grass. My mouth dropped open, as I was surrounded by all these buried bones.

I looked in the large opened space dug up hole, where Elizabeth had been buried alive in, and the dress she was wearing that day was still there. Tears slid down from my eyes, as I saw the old, rugged up, dark green dress filled with dirt.

"Oh my freaking god," I whispered. "You're all here. You're all here."

Scott walked over the holes, afraid that he'll trip, coming up to me. He helped me get up, holding my hands up, and grabbing me by the waist.

"You okay, Spence?"

I licked my lips, because it was so dry, and shook my head. "I can't count how many bodies that are under here."

"They're all shattered into bones now, so God knows how many bodies there are."

I looked down at Elizabeth's dress one more time, digging my head into Scott's chest. He gave me a hug, rubbing the back of my head, as I cried.

"It's okay... It's okay," He consoled.

Amanda, Dad and Sam came up to me to rub my back as I continued crying, seeing all these bodies that have dissolved over the one hundred years that have passed.

Just then, sirens sounded around the house, but I continued to ignore them.

After a minute or so, two policemen came running towards the backyard, stopping when they saw all the holes that have been dug.

He came up to us, mumbling something into his walkie talkie, then asking, "You folks okay?"

We all nodded, then he looked around, asking, "What occurred here?"

Dad went up to him, pulling the policemen away, as I continued crying.

I was still ashamed that I wasn't able to help all of them that day.



A week and a half has gone by, and we had a traditional funeral for all the women that were found in the backyard.

We took them a Burial Ground, in which all of them got cremated, and we went to Dunster Beach in West Somerset, pouring their ashes out in the ocean.

After they were finally free, with their ashes going with the ocean, the only thing left was for me to go back one more time.

Just one more time.

As I lied in my bed, thinking about this, I groaned to myself just crying my eyes out.

I go back one more time, I come back, the house has to get knocked down, and my journey back there is completely over.

Maybe when he calls, I shouldn't go back. Just leave myself getting a headache.

No.

I need to say goodbye to him.

Maybe when I go, I just stay there.

No.

Then Dad, Sam, Scott, Amanda and Riley would all be devastated.

Or maybe...

I should just have to prepare myself to go back one time, say all my goodbyes to him, then come back living life as if I never met him.

Well, I can't pretend like I never met him.

If I meet other guys, and they ask me if I've ever had a boyfriend before, what do I respond to that?

Yes... A guy from a different century.

Yes... But he's dead... But he's old also.

I massaged my temples, completely stressed out, pulling the covers over my head.

"Ughhhhhhhh, why is my life so complicated?"

I have the choice.

I stay with all my loved ones here, and give up the love of my life.

Or...

I stay with the love of my life, giving up all my loved ones here.

At this particular moment, I want to give up my own life right now.

I can't imagine his face the very last day that I will ever see him.

--

Hot.

Cold.

No, hot.

No, cold again.

Alright, hot again.

This is what I felt as I was pulling the covers off and on me, the entire night.

I dozed off to sleep for about five seconds, before waking up again.

"Ugh," I groaned. "Why am I feeling like the first day I moved in here?"

I then heard footsteps in the hallway, making me sit up extremely straight up on my bed.

I listen closer, hearing the footsteps coming closer to my room.

"Scott?" I called out.

No respond.

"Sam?" I called out, louder.

Nothing.

I pulled the covers off my entire body, going towards the door, opening it, revealing the extremely dark hallway.

"Elizabeth?" I finally called.

Still no answer.

The footsteps continued, with no physique, but I wasn't afraid.

I shook my head, turning around to see Elizabeth so I screamed loudly.

"Elizabeth?!"

She only smiled at me, as the room suddenly got brighter. Her outfit was unusual today, and she continued smiling.

"Miss Madison," She said, bowing down to me.

"What are doing here? Why are you still here?"

She was wearing a long white sweater dress, and her face was so white right now.

"Amelia, Valeria and I wanted to thank you and your entire family for helping to free our spirits. We are free by the help of you. Thank you so much."

"I barely helped you... I didn't want you to die."

"History can never be changed, Miss Madison," She stated. "But anyone can do the best to make the future better."

I smiled, looking at her.

She continued, "Our souls are finally free. But our spirits still wander around this house, until this has will have no shape anymore. This house must be dissolved Miss Madison."

I nodded at her, sighing, "You really should've did this to someone else. You made me fall in love with Duke Robert."

"It never occurred to me that you and Duke Robert were going to have a relationship, Miss Madison," She wondered. "All I wanted was for you to understand what life I had and have you understand what household you were residing in. I never made you and Duke Robert fall in love with each other. That choice was resided between the two of you. Having two people fall in love with each other is not my job... It is the job of God. God made you and Duke Robert soulmates."

I smiled at her, wanting to grab her hand, but I stood very still.

"I came here again to thank you. I can live on and reincarnate to be someone else. We may be able to meet again, Miss Madison."

"I hope we do meet again."

"We will, Miss Madison." She assured. "Even if it is many years from now, we will. No matter what side you choose to live on, Duke Robert and you are meant to be. Please remember that two people who are destined for each other, will always meet in the end of a lifetime."

"Thanks,"

"Thank you... Miss Madison."

She began walking backwards, then her physique began dissolving little by little, but by the time I said, "Wait"...

She already disappeared.

I didn't even get to say I love you.

My head shot up, along with my entire body and I was covered in sweat, on my full sized bed.

I glanced at the time, seeing it display, 4:04 AM.

"I was dreaming again?" I asked myself, as I rolled myself up into a ball shape.

I breathed heavily, wiping the sweat off my face.

But then I glanced at the window that was close to my bed, seeing it open. When Elizabeth left in my dream, she dissolved at the window.

Maybe she really did come to thank me.

"In any way," I managed to say under some more heavy breathing, "I love you, Elizabeth. Thank you for being like another sister to me."

After a minute of closing my eyes through meditation, that familiar sound shot straight through my head like another bullet.

I opened my eyes again, seeing if I was dreaming by pinching my face, but I wasn't.

It was real.

Robby was calling for me already?

I pulled the covers off of my body again, while the sound got louder and louder, knowing that this was real.

I grabbed my backpack that was placed on the floor next to my bed, shifting it over my right shoulder.

More than a month.

The sound hit my head again, and I thought about how I haven't said goodbye to Scott, Dad and Sam.

I walked out of the hallway, looking at each of their rooms, so I sighed loudly.

"Whatever happens," I started saying to myself. "I love you guys more than anything else in this world."

I sprinted down the stairs, turning left to go towards the basement door, then I sprinted down the basement stairs, leading myself towards the bright shining wall. As I stood in front of it, I sighed to myself, as my head was beginning to ache more.

I looked around at this dark basement, sighing to myself once more.

My arms shifted forward towards the wall, and I had to close my eyes before touching it.

Here we go.

I gotta go by what happens.