Alive Again (Sequal to Everything Will Be Okay) **Complete**

Annabell P.O.V

He pulls me close and I feel warm and fuzzy, the worst is over now.

I rest my head on his ghostly shoulder "See Annabell, I told you" He says smiling at me "Everything will be fine".

But its not, I feel the black surround me.
I feel a real warmth wash over me again.
But worst of all.
I feel myself get pulled away from him.

“Annabell!” I hear my beautiful Andy scream in ghostly echoes.
My real looking hand slips out of his transparent soft hand. I slip more and more distant from him until he is gone from my sight.

“Is this hell?” I scream inside my head as if I can’t talk. But it can’t be. I know this is not hell. It’s a remote room of white. My stomach turns and whips around. How can it be? Im dead.

Im Dead!
Why aren’t I dead!
Why am I here.

“You're not dead Annabell” Someone says in the distance. His cold far away voice slips around in my mind and shivers my spine.
“What do you mean!” I scream “Who the fuck are you!” I scream, No response. “Who the fuck are you!” I scream louder thing time.
A white dressed figure appears “Its not your time to go Annabell. Your journey is not yet finished on the earth plain”.
“What do you mean!” I say quietly “I threw myself of that cliff! It was my choice! Bring me Back to him!”.
“Your choice was influenced by love, And one day when the time is right, You will meet Andy again. Goodbye Annabell”.
“No” I scream, But nothing comes out.

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My eyes open, The room is white. I try to sit up but I feel myself tired and unable to lift myself “Don’t move” Says a stern womanly voice. Shes fuzzy, Everything's so fuzzy. I feel goose bumps rise all over me. Where am I?

“How do you feel? Are you in pain” She says.
“N-no” I say hardly able to get anything out.

I see people rush in the door. My mom, with black makeup tears streaming down her eyes. My dad, with a blank expression. And a boy who I am not familiar, But he looks worried as fuck. They all surround me, asking questions frantically “Is she going to be okay? Will she make it? Can she hear us?” All yes. Sadly.

“You can move now Annabell” One of the people say. I am in a hospital.

I sit up. And look at my familiar family. Each woman broken into tears. The men remain tired and strong. Everything seems less fuzzy now. Everyone figures more pierce and defended. I notice the distinct strong sad frown on each of their smiles. My father twiddles playing with his thumbs nervously. Nobody wants to say the first tragic words to admit to themselves what I had earlier tried to attempt. So I do.

“Who’s he?” I say pointing at the boy I don’t know.
“He saved you” My mother quietly says.

Notes

A SQUEAL! I TRICKED YOU I SAID I WASN'T GOING TO BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF THE MOST PERFECT THING TO DO!
I hope it dose not suck butt.
~Hailey