The Chauffeur

[ chapter one ]

"I think the flyer should be lifted just a little bit more y/n ! Right there !" Mrs. Stevenson the world history teacher yells at me, with a finger pointing to the left. Rolling my eyes, I look back at the banner from where I'm standing on a ladder. And lift it from the top, more to the left.

" Perfect! Dont move a muscle!"

How was I supposed to nail the damn thing to the wall if I didn't move. The nerve on this old lady... Respect your elders Y/n.

Holding in my breathe, I grab the hammer that was right beside me on the ladder. And try to grab the nail that was right next to it, with my hammer occupied hand. That was obviously not
smart since my fingers were oddly shaped. And often twitched at the littlest of movements. And that happened to have happened just now.

Sending the last nail flying over the ladder and onto the ground right beside Mrs. Stevenson.

Waiting for the lady to move or at least blink. I huff and start to walk backwards off of the ladder. Only to be interrupted by a voice.

" I'll get it!" Suddenly a tall, slim figure approaches. And her face seems to get prettier and prettier as she walks closer and closer. Could this be?

I fell off this old ladder and landed myself in heaven?

Shaking my head, to see if this is real. I groan, cause this is in fact real, and I know for a fact this isnt heaven since Mrs. Stevenson was still here.

" Oh honey you dont have to do that, I was just about to make Y/n do it. " She speaks to the heaven sent angel herself.

Wow what a nice tone, I dont think I've ever heard her be so nice to a student before. Her nasal voice even seemed to become a higher pitch.

Damn even she found the angel, angelic.

" Here you go, " she says trying to hand me the nail I dropped. That she seemed to have picked up as I was thinking, about her.

She holds the nail out with two of her fingers holding it. I wonder how those fingers would feel around my ....

" Are you going to grab it? Or am I going to have to put the banner up myself?" She says, grabbing my right hand opening it up from its normal fist position and setting the nail inside.

" Feisty I like it." I say winking at her before she huffs and turns her back to me.

" Oh sweetie, you've never seen me at feisty." She says walking away, with a whip of her hair. And a scent, a scent of strawberries and vanilla cream.

Oh whata dream.

Before she disappeared she turned around, and I was terrified.

She had blood dripping from her nose, arms, and legs.

" You never helped me Y/n!"

" You weren't there!"

" I was al..."

I shoot up from my bed, with my hands meeting my face. That's covered in sweat. I look down at my shirt and see a huge sweat stain on the middle of my shirt. If it looks this bad from the front, I could only imagine how drenched I am on my back.

Checking the digital clock by my bed side, I see that its 6:45. Shit I'm supposed to be at work by 7! Quickly I stand up and walk to my closet. Seeing the suit that I would be wearing tonight, I grab it. Along with a white muscle shirt for underneath my suit, some clean underwear, and a sports bra.

After my quick five minute shower, I get dressed. And comb out my hair, then pull it into a low bun. I put some diamond stud earrings in, then spray some of my cologne on. Looking at myself in the mirror, I smile. Because I look hot. Then my thoughts are clouded by her.

This always happens, her ghost haunts me. What I could've done to avoid the situation. What I could've done to stop her from getting hurt.

Shaking my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I get peace for a few seconds, before again my mind is tormented.

Sighing, from the pain. I grab my car keys and a monster from the fridge. Before I head out, and get in my car.

" A few more months Y/n, you could do this. "

" we're like noah and allie y/n. My dad doesnt like you and he trys to push me away from you. But I just keep thinking about you. And coming back." She says holding both of our hands in her embrace. She starts playing with my fingers then looks up at me again.

" Promise me. Promise me we'll always come back to eachother." She says with hooded eyes. And a frown on her face. I try to respond, but she cuts me off.

" Becuase I dont think I could make it without you." She whispers, then grabs onto me and tightly hugs me before her grip loosens. And I hear her start to cry.

" I promise. I promise I'll always come back to you. And I know, I wouldnt make it without you either." I whisper into her hair.

" I wouldnt be able to live without you."

And I was right. I did go back, but not in time. And how terrible of fate, to allow me to miss her. Miss her by a few minutes. And allow for her to get hurt, this could've all been avoided if I was faster.

But I took too long.
To realise that what we have...had was something irreplaceable.

A/n ~

What happened to this girl Y/n was in love with?

And what is happening in a few months?

Thanks for reading!