Thanks so much to everyone who's reading!! I am soooo glad you're enjoying it. :) Like I promised, here is chapter 2. Sorry if it get's confusing, it all comes together, but ask any questions if you have them. :) I might post chapter 3 tonight, but no promises... anyway I hope you like this chapter as much as the last!
PEOPLE CHANGE
chapter 2
I was jerked awake by the sound of someone's voice. It sounded like Kevin, I smiled. Only to frown when I looked in my arms and saw our picture and remember that it had really happened. I breathed in the sent of his shirt and held in my sobs. I hated crying, and usually could hold it in, or cover it up. This just pained me so much that there was no way I could to that. "Emily?" I heard. That was Kevin's voice! Surely, I was imagining things. It was making it so much harder. I got up and put water on my face, trying to get the thoughts of Kevin from my head. I had a towel on my face as I went int the room, drying my face. I sat back down on the edge of my bed.
"Emily!" I heard it again. I put my hands on my face and as if Kevin were there I started talking to him. I began to cry through my words, "Kevin." I sobbed. "Why did you have to leave now? I wasn't ready for you to leave." I said, and whiped my tears with my hand. "I didn't want to leave." I jumped. I started thinking out loud. "Did you just answer me? That's not... that's not possible." I replied, as if eh were walking to me. Someone touched my back, I screamed as a reflex. "It's possible." He said. The tears made my vision blurry...
Once I took the shirt and cleared them I saw Kevin. He was right there. That was impossible. But I-I... I saw him, dead. This must be a dream. I couldn't speak, I tried, but my mouth was dry. "You aren't dreaming." He said. I pinched myself anyway, and flinched. Ow, that hurt. He smiled as he watched me. Which made me smile back. I decided not to even ask if this was real. If I had any more time with Kevin, whether it was real or not; I was going to take it. I went over to him and hugged him, I cried into his shoulder, he pulled me into him. "Don't cry." He said, stroking my hair. I never wanted to let go, never.
Suddenly, my door opened. I let go and looked to see who it was. "Hey Joe." I smiled. I bet they sent him up here to cheer me up, it usually worked. "You seem happy." He said, didn't he see Kevin... if it was a dream he must be able to see him. I looked over quickly and he was still there. I decided to take a chance. "What do you mean? How could I not be, he's right there." I said poitning to him. Joe saw nothing but an empty space. He gave me a hug. "Em. I don't want to say it but..." Joe choked down his own tears. "He's dead."
I hugged Joe back. He rarely cried. "Joe.... Joe... please don't cry." I said, Joe slowly stopped. "I'm trying not to. I want to be strong for my family, it's just hard..." He said, I smiled and hugged him once more. "I'm sorry Joe." I whispered to him. "You can come hind out here whenever you want." I told him, he nodded, I felt it on my shoulder. He didn't say anything else, he just left the room. I looked back to Kevin, who was now lying on my bad. This felt so real... I couldn't be dreaming. I just... I couldn't. Was Kevin a ghost? Did that mean there was a way to bring him back? But ghosts didn't exist. Right?
"They can't see me." He said. I didn't understand. "What do you mean?" I asked him. Why me? Why could I see him? "They can't see me. I picked you." He picked me... I was hoping that was good, although I really still didn't get it. "Care to explain?" I asked. He gave a slight nod and I went and layed by him on my bed as he told me. "I did die. You saw me, this is my spirit." He explained, I decided to save my questions for later. "One person. I got one person who could see me, that's you. It's pretty simple." He said and stopped. So that was it? He picked me? Why not Joe, Nick or Frankie... even his parents. I move closer to him and lay my head on his chest, he put his arm around me. I listened to the beat of his heart... that's all that mattered. Becase to me, he was alive.
