Thanks guys lol sorry about the sudden give up before I'm a perfectionist. Everything I do has to be perfect or I give up. Or if i feel a sense of.... insecurity I stop trying. Either way thanks guys. Imma update very soon.
The next morning I looked like a fat cake(if there is such thing as a fat cake). My face was a full circle from the swollen-ness of crying so hard last night. I just assumed that Andy being there was part of my stupid imagination and so, I just went on like everything was normal. That is, until he showed up again. <=<=<=<=<=<=<=<=<=<=<=<=<=<= I had went into my car and started driving when something-or someone- whispered in my ear. "Hey beautiful." They complimented. "AAAAHHHHHH!!!!" I cried. That gave me a mini-heart attack and I almost got into a huge accident. As soon as I heard his voice I immediately hit the brake. I looked into the rear-view mirror and saw Andrew again. So I hadn't been going crazy, Andrew was really there, I reassured myself. This time, there were wings on his shoulders. The ones I saw in the dream. I couldn't believe my eyes. It wasn't even remotely possible that he was still alive, yet there he was. Andrew read my face and started laughing his warm, kind laugh. "H-HOW ARE YOU.... H-H-HERE?!?!" I questioned. "I'm here for you," He said. "To make things right. I went up there and met the Big Guy in the clouds-ya know-and before I could go up to Heaven, I ask him if I could be an angel and stay with you for eternity. And here I am. On my mission. That was my obligation though. To be on a mission."He explained like it was no big deal. "What's the mission?" I asked, still not believeing my eyes or ears. "Someone's trying to kill you Tee."
Okay time to continue what I started! Thanks for all the support! You guys are amazing!! =>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=>=> "Someones trying to kill you, Tee." He warned. All these things were happening way to fast. My heart was beating 100 mph for two reasons: my dead boyfriend was talking to me and I just found out someone was trying to kill me. I was terrified and joyed at the same time. I wasn't sure if I should laugh or cry or all of the above. "Remember at the parking lot? The car was SPEEDING towards you. It was not an accident. The police were too lazy to look further into it, so they classified it as a hit-and-run incident. Even though they knew it was a killer. The license plate was a fake and they saw it in the CCTV of the mall parking lot, but they didn't want to investigate further." He explained. At this point, I didn't want to hear any of this. "That's enough of that, but why are you here 49 days after you died? Why are you here so late? Couldn't you have come a little earlier? I was alone all that time." I complained angrily. "I wasn't allowed to appear to you for 7 weeks because that's just how it is. You know-7 is the Holy number. All that time I was with you. You just didn't see me. I was with you even when you were at those parties... Doing... You know. Who do you think kept you alive when you tried to kill yourself all those times?" Andy reasoned. I was speechles and embarrassed. I couldn't even imagine how much is heart hurt whenever he saw me at those parties or saw me trying to commit suicide. Now, looking back on everything, I wondered why I didn't think of how Andy would've felt about all this. Truthfully, I felt really guilty.