Life's Passing

Andys POV

I looked over to CC and flinched away. His face was that of Matthew's. I was scared to look over to him. I kept trying to wake myself up but couldn't. I was awake. I was awake, and this was real. "No, no, no, no." I murmured to myself. I looked over and saw Matthew smiling at me. "Andrew remember, long ago before you even came here and I showed you how I died? Well, I've decided to show you more but first you have to kill CC." He said in his low demeaning voice. I shook my head back and forth "No I cant! He's good!" I cried out. Matthew sighed in disappointment then. " Well, then you're going to have to do something for me. I need you to go back to devils chair for me. Alone. " He spoke. As long as no one was getting hurt, I would have taken the brunt of anything. "Now close your eyes" Matthew said. I took a deep breath and close my eyes leaning back in the shower and letting the water rain down onto me. I laid there for a few seconds but the blackness came again.

A black mist swirled around me and all of a sudden I was in a pub again. The pub was tiny and warm now. I could feel the heat rolling off of the open fire in the hearth. I looked up to see Matthew sitting at the bar again just liked before. I wanted to warn him but couldn't. I had no voice. I stood and walked over to him. He scribed in a small journal some notes and drank his large steen of ale. I heard the door of the pub fly open and turned around quickly waiting to see the accusers. Instead I saw Jake. He wore clothes of this time and had no tattoos. He stop in the door WA looking for Matthew then finally finding him and grabbing him by the color of his shirt and dragged him out into the town square. I walked behind trying to get Jakes attention to stop this but once again I had no voice.

I followed as Jake lead Matthew up to the gallows and the people of the town cried out that he was a witch. I tried to grab for Jakes hand as he lowered the noose around Matthews neck but it was hopeless. My hands slipped threw like they were made of fog. Jake had everything in place and as he motioned for the gallow man to release the trapdoor the black mist came and swirled around me once more.

I was standing before Matthew now in the darkness. "You see. It was Jake's ancestors who killed me. Like I've mentioned before. He has become like them. That was not my doing. " he spoke and the words struck me hard. Holy shit! Had Jake known this all along? Matthew look at me now with a darker look in his eyes, "So, you are going to go back to Devil's chair and tell no one of this. I will meet with you there and finish you. " Matthew said and then like so many times before he was gone.

I woke up to CC looking down at me. I guess he had picked me up from the shower and carried me back to the bed. "Andy, are you alright?" He asked. He looked saddened. I knew how they must have found me what tho looked like to them. I looked at him for a moment thinking about our current situation. An angel and a vampire. He was heaven looking down on the fucked up hell that I was. I had to go before they could find anything out, before they could figure out where I was going.

I stood up and ran from the house at my vampire speed. I didn't want them to know what was happening. Matthew was most likely going to kill me and tho was going to make up for all those years of suffering he had had over Jake's family murdering him.

It wasn't long before I stood at the base of the rock formation. I looked up at it and climbed to it slowly afraid. Afraid of upcoming pain. I'd be in plenty of physical pain in sure, but the emotional. I'd never see my family again. I thought back to Christmases and football games. I began to cry. I thought of Juliet and the sweet way her eyes would light up when ever she looked at me. I never understood why she loved me. Some punk kid like me. I thought of all the times I had joked around I the studio with the guys and how over so many trying things we had gone through we always came out intact. I wrapped my arms around myself, pulling my knees up to my chest and sobbed laying my head on the tops of my knees waiting.

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