My eyes open.
Wait...what?
For a few crazy moments, I curse the realization that there is a Heaven after all. I just wanted to be gone. Not here. Not now. Not ever.
A boy leans over me and stares into my eyes with a look of deperation. His face is unfamiliar; I've never seen him before. He looks about my age; seventeen. He's beautiful. His chocolate brown eyes seem like mirrors to my soul, his hair is sweeped perfectly to the side of his face; light brown. I see a kindness in his face, something I wish I could have witnessed while I was alive. Maybe it would have urged me to stay. Looking at him, I thought that maybe Heaven wasn't so bad. Suddenly, he turns to look behind him. No, I think, Look back at me. It hurts. Everywhere. Then I hear a voice. "She up?" Tipsy; rough. Mother. With a sinking feeling, I realized that this wasn't Heaven after all. I failed. I would've thought that I'd be good at at least one thing; let it be death. But I guess I just wasn't good enough to die, either.
I close my eyes. I don't want to be here. I just want to fade back away into oblivion. Please, I plead inside my head, If there's a God up there listening, just take me away. Just kill me. "No no no!" I felt his soft hands lightly slapping my face. "Stay awake! Stay awake!" His voice sounded like silk. Smooth and soft; even in its urgency. I don't want to see him. I've just begun to realize that he's real. I don't question his presence; I'm too drained and hopeless. Either God isn't listening or he just isn't up there. "Wake up, darling. Just get up, please!" I open my eyes; brows creased with confusion. I don't know this boy. He just called me darling. His eyes light up. "Stay awake," he repeats. "Look at me. Just a few more minutes; they'll be here any minute now." I hear the distant sound of sirens. Oh no. With a faint feeling, I look down at myself and see that I'm covered in blood. Presumably my own. Oh, I really do not want to be here. I close my eyes as the sound of his deperate voice fades out, and drift away.
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Behind This Locked Door
Teen FictionCalla's mother is an abusive drunk, and her father, the only person she's ever trusted, is now dead. After a suicide attempt, she is saved by a beautiful stranger. Calla has no idea who this boy is or how he found her, and no one around her will giv...
