Saviour
Beautiful Remains
Me and Jinxx walk into the funeral home for Annabelle’s funeral. It’s an open casket type of funeral, so I can see her resting peacefully. She always told me she didn’t want to be buried because it was a waste of space and if she was buried it was to be without a coffin. So I and her parents decided to have her cremated.
There are hardly any people at her funeral. She usually kept to herself like I do, so I was really her only friend. There was a boy there who, when I asked him his relation, said “Now she’ll never know that I loved her.” And he started crying, as did I.
I’ve always been into the thought that your spirit watches your funeral so I told him to go up there and tell her. He looked at me strangely.
“I’ve always believed that when you die, your spirit stays to watch your funeral. I’ve always loved the thought of it and now, I think, that if you go up to her casket and tell her, she’ll hear you.” I tell him.
“How do I know if she got the message?” He asks, skeptical.
“You’ll feel her. You’ll feel the cold air of her. By the way, what’s your name?”
“Oh, uh, It’s Dylen” He says before walking up to her casket.
I can hear him whisper “I loved you since I first saw you” to her corpse and I start to cry. He comes back over to me.
“I felt her. The air got cold around me as if she was hugging me.” He says with tears in his eyes. “I wish I could’ve told her sooner”
“Were you her friend at least?” I ask
“Yea, for about a year…”
“Then hold on to those memories you share, good and bad.”
“Thanks” he says, then walks away.
Jinxx has been sitting in one of the pews. I go over to him and sit next to him.
“We can go now, if you want” I say
“Sure…” he says
“But can we stay in Cinci until her ashes are spread in the places she loved most?” I ask him.
“I think that’d be good.” He replies.
We walk out to his car and ride back to his hotel room. I get a text from Annabelle’s mother saying that they are going to spread her ashes tomorrow evening and to meet them at the park if I want to come. I respond telling them that that would be fine.
“I’m gonna go with Annabelle’s parents to spread her ashes tomorrow evening.” I say to Jinxx.
“You need a ride?” he asks.
“Nah, I’ll just walk. We’re gonna meet at the park around 8.”
“Alright, but be careful.” He says and I giggle at his concern.
I lay down in my bed a drift off to sleep.
~~~~~~
I’m in an empty room with pitch black walls and a pitch black ceiling. The floor is almost blood red. I look around and find Heather standing in a corner smiling creepily at me.
“You’re finally dead, I see” She says smirking.
“What, no, I’m not dead” I say, confused
She looks at my arms causing me to look, too. They’re stained with blood.
This doesn’t make sense. If I’m dead then why is Heather here? And where the hell am I?
“So, you finally killed yourself. Good, you’re doing the whole world a favor.” Heather tells me. All of a sudden Annabelle appears.
“You know she’s right. I never cared about you, I only felt sorry for you.” Annabelle says.
“Where am I and what is this place?” I ask.
“This is where the living have one last chat with the dead” Heather replies.
“But Annabelle’s dead, so how is she here?” I ask.
“I’m not dead?” Annabelle responds.
“You are to! My granddad shot you!” I yell, almost in tears.
JINXX’S POV
I wake up to Valerey yelling in her sleep. I can’t make out what she’s saying, though. I go over to her bed and shake her lightly. She doesn’t wake up.
“You are to!” she yells and I shake her a little harder. This time she jolts awake.
“What happened?” I asked.
VALEREY’S POV
I wake up sharply to see Jinxx looking at me with concern.
“What happened” He asks.
“Uh, I” I say, not wanting to finish.
“Tell me” He says, pleading.
“I was in this room that was completely black except for the floor which was blood red. Heather and Annabelle were there and they told me I was doing the world a favor by killing myself. I looked at my wrists and they were stained with blood where I had cut myself. It was me dead instead of Annabelle, just like it should be.” I tell him, regretting the last part.
“No, you shouldn’t be dead.” He says “And why would Annabelle say you are doing the world a favor by dieing?”
“She said that she never cared about me, but she felt sorry for me and that’s why she hung out with me.”
“Which isn’t true, I hope you know that.”
“It could’ve been true”
With that last sentence, Jinxx hugs me. I love how he smells and his warmth. I feel like nothing can happen as long as I’m in his arms. Wait, what am I thinking? I think I’m falling for him.
JINXX’S POV
I hug her after she says “It could’ve been true”.
“It’s not true, she loved you.” I whisper to her and she starts crying.
I think I love her, too. Not in the way that Annabelle did, but more of a romantic way. I never thought I’d see the day when I fell for a fan.
There are hardly any people at her funeral. She usually kept to herself like I do, so I was really her only friend. There was a boy there who, when I asked him his relation, said “Now she’ll never know that I loved her.” And he started crying, as did I.
I’ve always been into the thought that your spirit watches your funeral so I told him to go up there and tell her. He looked at me strangely.
“I’ve always believed that when you die, your spirit stays to watch your funeral. I’ve always loved the thought of it and now, I think, that if you go up to her casket and tell her, she’ll hear you.” I tell him.
“How do I know if she got the message?” He asks, skeptical.
“You’ll feel her. You’ll feel the cold air of her. By the way, what’s your name?”
“Oh, uh, It’s Dylen” He says before walking up to her casket.
I can hear him whisper “I loved you since I first saw you” to her corpse and I start to cry. He comes back over to me.
“I felt her. The air got cold around me as if she was hugging me.” He says with tears in his eyes. “I wish I could’ve told her sooner”
“Were you her friend at least?” I ask
“Yea, for about a year…”
“Then hold on to those memories you share, good and bad.”
“Thanks” he says, then walks away.
Jinxx has been sitting in one of the pews. I go over to him and sit next to him.
“We can go now, if you want” I say
“Sure…” he says
“But can we stay in Cinci until her ashes are spread in the places she loved most?” I ask him.
“I think that’d be good.” He replies.
We walk out to his car and ride back to his hotel room. I get a text from Annabelle’s mother saying that they are going to spread her ashes tomorrow evening and to meet them at the park if I want to come. I respond telling them that that would be fine.
“I’m gonna go with Annabelle’s parents to spread her ashes tomorrow evening.” I say to Jinxx.
“You need a ride?” he asks.
“Nah, I’ll just walk. We’re gonna meet at the park around 8.”
“Alright, but be careful.” He says and I giggle at his concern.
I lay down in my bed a drift off to sleep.
~~~~~~
I’m in an empty room with pitch black walls and a pitch black ceiling. The floor is almost blood red. I look around and find Heather standing in a corner smiling creepily at me.
“You’re finally dead, I see” She says smirking.
“What, no, I’m not dead” I say, confused
She looks at my arms causing me to look, too. They’re stained with blood.
This doesn’t make sense. If I’m dead then why is Heather here? And where the hell am I?
“So, you finally killed yourself. Good, you’re doing the whole world a favor.” Heather tells me. All of a sudden Annabelle appears.
“You know she’s right. I never cared about you, I only felt sorry for you.” Annabelle says.
“Where am I and what is this place?” I ask.
“This is where the living have one last chat with the dead” Heather replies.
“But Annabelle’s dead, so how is she here?” I ask.
“I’m not dead?” Annabelle responds.
“You are to! My granddad shot you!” I yell, almost in tears.
JINXX’S POV
I wake up to Valerey yelling in her sleep. I can’t make out what she’s saying, though. I go over to her bed and shake her lightly. She doesn’t wake up.
“You are to!” she yells and I shake her a little harder. This time she jolts awake.
“What happened?” I asked.
VALEREY’S POV
I wake up sharply to see Jinxx looking at me with concern.
“What happened” He asks.
“Uh, I” I say, not wanting to finish.
“Tell me” He says, pleading.
“I was in this room that was completely black except for the floor which was blood red. Heather and Annabelle were there and they told me I was doing the world a favor by killing myself. I looked at my wrists and they were stained with blood where I had cut myself. It was me dead instead of Annabelle, just like it should be.” I tell him, regretting the last part.
“No, you shouldn’t be dead.” He says “And why would Annabelle say you are doing the world a favor by dieing?”
“She said that she never cared about me, but she felt sorry for me and that’s why she hung out with me.”
“Which isn’t true, I hope you know that.”
“It could’ve been true”
With that last sentence, Jinxx hugs me. I love how he smells and his warmth. I feel like nothing can happen as long as I’m in his arms. Wait, what am I thinking? I think I’m falling for him.
JINXX’S POV
I hug her after she says “It could’ve been true”.
“It’s not true, she loved you.” I whisper to her and she starts crying.
I think I love her, too. Not in the way that Annabelle did, but more of a romantic way. I never thought I’d see the day when I fell for a fan.
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12/4/14