I sighed, and looked down into my lap, at the note and toe rose that Andy had left me, 5 whole months ago. I knew that Andy leaving to go back to L.A was better, but it still hurt, deep down inside. I looked down at the rose thats once sent a ray of heat through me, which was now dead and whitering with no love or life left in it. It reminded me of Andys love. Once fully bloomed, but now dead and cold as a rock. My love for him was still blazing and still there, even if I knew that this would never work.

I cradled the rose and note in my palms, feeling my heart break even more. I hated this. I hated that I had to push Andy away the way I had to. I hated the way that I existed on this planet. I was deep into my own thoughts when I noticed a tall, dark haired man walk past the willow tree with a bunch of flowers. He walked past the tree, and to a familioar gravestone. He placed down the flowers, apart from two roses. He walked back towards the gravestones below the willow tree, and placed a rose onto the gravestone of Alice Kingsly. I looked down at his face, and into his bright blue eyes.I suddenly realised who he was. Andy.... He then walked over to the willow tree, and placed the other rose beside the trunk. He sighed, and slid down the truck of the tree, beside the rose, and let his head drop into his hands.

I was so caught up in the moment of happiness, that he was back, that I had seen that he was ok, that I let the rose and the note gently slip out of my hands. I cursed under my breath as I watched the rose and the note fal down to the ground, beside Andy. I held my breath as he turned to look at them, and picked them both up. He cradled them in his arms, and sighed. I gently slipped out of the tree, and sat beside him. He turned to me, and gave me a soft smile. "Alice....." He said, his eyezs growing softer and softer. "Andy...." I said, letting my eyes grow soft to.

"How long have you had these?" He asked, nodding towards the note and the rose. "About 5 months now."
"Really?"
"Really."
"But....I don't understand....You said you didn't like me."
"I lied Andy, I really do like you, in fact no I love you, but things between us...."
"I know, they wont work, but all I ask is why?"
"Well...."
"You can tell me Alice....I need to know."
"But-"
"No buts now Alice you need to tell me."
"But I can't" I said, my voice raised a little.

"Yes You can! Alice It's not hard!" He said, his voice rasing to. "Well you don't know what the matter! How do you know how hard it is to tell you!"
"Well if you tell me I will know! If you tell me i'll leave you alone!" He said, standing up, his arms folded. I stood up to, glaring at him. "Fine do you want to Know!" I yelled. "Yes! Yes I fucking do!"
"I'm dead! I'm not Alive! I dead years ago and I am forced to roam the graveyard!" I yelled. He looked like I had just slapped him. "What the hell do you mean?" He asked, looking at me with his bright blue eyes.

"I'm dead. The photo you got, thats me, the gravestone you put the rose on, thats mine. It's all true Andy. You have to know something or why would you have produced that photo to me?" I said, and he looked evern more shocked. "But...Isn't that impossible?"
"No It's possible, and it is happening. This is why we can't be together Andy. It's the rules."
"The rules? What rules? Who makes them?"
"My dad makes them, and Answer me about the photo."
"I...I was at an antique store, and I asked the man who owns it. He told me the story of Alice kingsly.So thats you?" He asked, pointing at my gravestone. I nodded, looking at where I had been buried. "Prove it." Andy said, his eyes blue as ever.

I looked at him, puzzled. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Prove it. Prove that your dead." He said. I stood there, thinking. I had a sudden Idea. I started to pull up my shirt, and a worried look spread across his face. "What-"
"Don't worry i'm not stripping, i'm just showing you." I said, and I pulled it up to show the bottom of my ribs. He gasped. The skin was decaying and peeling off. You could see my ribs, along with some of my organs. I was going to so that. It was completly normal for your skin to peel off, but it discusted me, and I hated it. I looked up at Andy, and his face was pure horror. I started to pull it down, but Andy stopped me. He ran his fingers over the skin, over my rib cage.

"Wheres your heart?" He asked, and I sighed. "You can't see that. It's by my private area."
"Oh." He said. He started to try and put the skin back to where it was ment to go, but it just kept on peeling back. "Andy it's no use." I said, pulling down my shirt. He walked towards me, and placed his hand on my chest, trying to feel my heart beat. There was nothing. He started to walk backwards, trying to get away from me. "Andy..." I said walking towards him. He backed away again, a look of horror and fright on his face. "I can't....." He said, and he started to run away. He ran and ran until he was out of the graveyard.

I felt the tears fall from my eyes, and I colapsed beside my gravestone, picking up the rose he had left there. He was gone. He was not going to come back...I knew that. "Mom I need you." I cried, and My mother walked up beside me. She sat down, and rocked me back and forth while I cried onto her shoulder. "I know sweetie. It can hurt to be dead." She said, pulling back, and genlty dabbing at my eyes. "But mom you don't understand. You died with your love. I died then found mine. It's not the same mom, you'll never understand....."

Notes

This is a quite longish chapter, so I've split it in two, the rest will be continued tomorrow. Also i'm going to start to do shout outs, so here are all the people that have commented so far:

VeiledSiren
thatscalledyes
Mrs.Biersack

Thank you your comments :) xx