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

Chapter 2: Fun at Funerals

Annabell. P.O.V

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

I quickly get angry. Clenching my throbbing hand. Why did he save me? More importantly how did he save me? I am so raged I feel the steam spill out of my own ears. I just want to pull this hospital IV out of my arm and reach over to strangle him. What a thought.

"Get him out of here" I say.
"What?" My mother says gently "You should be thankful. You were playing to close to the edge and feel. Then he saved you. Be Grea-"

I cut her off in a violent passion "No Mom! I fucking jumped! Now get that thing out before I go crazy on him" I scream "If it weren't for that little rat I'd be dead! With Andy!"
"Anna!" Says my mother shocked.
"Its Annabell!" I scream "I am Annabell. Not Anna! What do I look like to you fucking white trash! Get him out".

I mom takes his arm and he shrugs her off. "It's fine Ms.Thespian" He turns to me "And so you know, I am not a little rat. My name is Ashley" He says extending his hand to me. I smack his away. He looks hurt, But soon get's over it and exit's my hospital room.

"That is no way to act towards someone who just saved your life. And not the way you act towards the woman who gave birth to you!" My father says.
"Just take me home" I say "I don't want to be here.
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I spend the next week lying in my bed to depressed to rise. My parents have tried over and over to get me to come up. But why would I listen? I have nothing to get up for. Except for today. I was not going to miss his funeral.

The smell of Andy fills my senses as I sip on his leather jacket over my dress. Sitting down in one of the church benches I look around. People stare at me.

I don't even know why anyone invited me. I know, For a fact that everybody here thinks it is my fault he is gone. No sympathy. Everybody stares at me as I get up to pay my respects and see him for the last time. I shake his parents hands, They won't even look at me. Now they know what there son did to Juliet, They know I helped with there only sons departure. I wonder why there even letting me near the coffin.

Tears spring to my face as I watch over his cold lifeless body. He looks stunning. His black hair is sprawled on his face. That contradicts with his paler than normal skin. Eyes are closed to look like he is sleeping. I know how blue they could be. I stop myself from reaching in and prying them open. Only cause I know I woundnt see blue. Id see gray, Gray lifeless Andy.

"Don't worry" I whisper almost to reach in and stoke his hair "Ill be with you soon Andy".
And almost as he was right behind me, I hear his distant voice whispering in my head "Don't worry Annabell. It will be okay".




Notes

I hope I'm not disappointing you :/

Comments

@foreverandalwaysawildone

Thank you again darling :)

If I could write half as good as you I'd be happy. You truly are gifted

@Amandamiller5313

Thank you very much :)

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2/21/14

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I loved it!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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1/23/14