They Cant Tell Me What is Right
a flair for a dramatic
I have no idea what happened next it just came by as a blur the room started shaking and papers flew everywhere. i jumped under the table and was soon followed by kellin and then frank joined us. i knew what was happening i lived in california my whole life. this was another earthquake, but this one wasnt like the others it was stronger. the room collapsed. I started crying, i always wanted to die, but i wanted to chose when that happened and now i didnt want to.
Andy's POV (bet you didnt see that one coming did ya?)
being dead sucks. i wanted to go and hold Grey and save frank, hell i even wanted to help Kellin and Mr. Quinn. but i just sat and watched as the police station was destroyed by the earth. Death was supposed to be peaceful, i thought it was supposed to be calm but in all honesty i've been having more drama dead than when i was alive. it's like i'm still on earth i'm just not there. Do you know how hard it is attending your own funeral, to watch yourself be buried, to watch you family grieve over you but not being able to do anything about it to comfort the ones you love. its like everywhere i see someone i love its like a stab to the chest everytime i talk to someone and they act like they dont see or hear what i do, and when they do people call them crazy. and it all pisses me off.
i didnt know what to do so i did what i could "it'll be okay" i whispered.
Back to Grey's POV
it'll be okay
i heard andy say but for once i didnt believe him, it wasnt going to be okay, andy was dead and i was going to die soon too. but it suddenly stopped the room stopped shaking i looked at Frank and Kellin who had scared, surprised looks on their faces. we all crawled out from under the table and studied the room. it was destroyed and then i saw it. Kellin fell to the floor and cried. we turned to find Mr. Quinn dead on the ground with peices of glass stuck in his skin the scarlette liquid of his life was all over the floor. i ran to him and checked for a pulse, nothing i looked for any signs of breathing. None. Kellin was on the ground screaming as we heard sirens start to race down the streets to aid the other people effected by the earthquake. we stood there quietly while Kellin slowly calmed down. he looked at me and Frank and in a monotone voice he said "we're solving your case right after we call the 911" and he grabbed his phone and as he explained to the authorities on the other line his voice and face showed no emotion but one single tear ran down his face.
I stood next to Kellin and Frank as we watched his dad be buried. I only met Kellin last week but i got to know him really well since his dad died, it turns out his mom died when he was three and he hadnt talked to his grandparents his entire life. he was completely alone. so it was me, him and Frank at his father's funeral. He had an emotionless face and so did me and frank though we were all hurting in our own ways. i was at the same damn cemetery, were andy and danny and now Mr. Quinn were. it's like if anything is out there it wants to see how far it can push me 'til i go over the edge.
Andy's POV (bet you didnt see that one coming did ya?)
being dead sucks. i wanted to go and hold Grey and save frank, hell i even wanted to help Kellin and Mr. Quinn. but i just sat and watched as the police station was destroyed by the earth. Death was supposed to be peaceful, i thought it was supposed to be calm but in all honesty i've been having more drama dead than when i was alive. it's like i'm still on earth i'm just not there. Do you know how hard it is attending your own funeral, to watch yourself be buried, to watch you family grieve over you but not being able to do anything about it to comfort the ones you love. its like everywhere i see someone i love its like a stab to the chest everytime i talk to someone and they act like they dont see or hear what i do, and when they do people call them crazy. and it all pisses me off.
i didnt know what to do so i did what i could "it'll be okay" i whispered.
Back to Grey's POV
it'll be okay
i heard andy say but for once i didnt believe him, it wasnt going to be okay, andy was dead and i was going to die soon too. but it suddenly stopped the room stopped shaking i looked at Frank and Kellin who had scared, surprised looks on their faces. we all crawled out from under the table and studied the room. it was destroyed and then i saw it. Kellin fell to the floor and cried. we turned to find Mr. Quinn dead on the ground with peices of glass stuck in his skin the scarlette liquid of his life was all over the floor. i ran to him and checked for a pulse, nothing i looked for any signs of breathing. None. Kellin was on the ground screaming as we heard sirens start to race down the streets to aid the other people effected by the earthquake. we stood there quietly while Kellin slowly calmed down. he looked at me and Frank and in a monotone voice he said "we're solving your case right after we call the 911" and he grabbed his phone and as he explained to the authorities on the other line his voice and face showed no emotion but one single tear ran down his face.
I stood next to Kellin and Frank as we watched his dad be buried. I only met Kellin last week but i got to know him really well since his dad died, it turns out his mom died when he was three and he hadnt talked to his grandparents his entire life. he was completely alone. so it was me, him and Frank at his father's funeral. He had an emotionless face and so did me and frank though we were all hurting in our own ways. i was at the same damn cemetery, were andy and danny and now Mr. Quinn were. it's like if anything is out there it wants to see how far it can push me 'til i go over the edge.
Notes
PLOT TWISTso i guess this is like makeup sex for being gone for almost two months, thanks to everyone who comments you make me smile and so long and goodnight
5/29/13