Shattered

When I opened my eyes, I saw I was in the city again. With a sigh, this time I knew I was going to die. Mitch stood at the crosswalk again, the golden fields glittering behind him.

“You missed me.” He gave me the same familiar grin. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. The black wings he was adorned with fluttered happily. I walked up to his side.

“I didn’t know they gave second chances in purgatory.” I raised an eyebrow and glanced out to the open fields. Some metalcore music played in the distance. This seemed to be what paradise was like; All of it was metalcore and wandering in golden fields.

“Well, typically they don’t. Last time, it was up to you to decide where you went.” Mitch looked down at me.

“Wait, it’s not my choice this time?” I asked him, confused. Mitch shook his head. This was my life, it should be my choice!

“Nope! You see, when you passed out along the side of the road, you were close to death-again. Two men picked you up and drove you to a doctor. Currently, you are on the operating table. I believe one of them is screaming at you to wake up.” Mitch shrugged. He checked the watch on his wrist and glanced out to the paradise beyond.

“Oh look, Wrecker came to say hello-or goodbye.” Mitch smiled and waved. The figure on the border of the golden light waved back. I gasped and ran towards him.

No, it couldn’t be Wrecks! He was still alive! He had to be!

An invisible barrier caught me before I could cross over. It felt like I was tugging against plastic. I sobbed for him, but his sad brown eyes only stared back. Mitch had a hand on my shoulder.

“He can hear you, but you can’t hear him. Despite where you are, you are currently still alive.” Mitch said. I shook my head. Wrecks couldn’t be dead! I dropped to my knees, not willing to believe it.

“I think they’re here!” Mitch clapped his hands happily. I looked behind myself to see a pair of familiar faces and gasped.

“You can’t hear them, but they are being as loud as hell! Trust me, that’s pretty loud.” Mitch clapped his hands over his ears, as if he was trying to drown out the noise.

The two figures grasped my shoulders and dragged me back. As much as I fought to stay with Wrecks, he waved farewell.

“I want to be with Wrecks! Please put me down!” I screamed to the two figures. Mitch smiled and shook his head.

“I told you it wasn’t your choice if you lived or died! They’re determined to let you live-even if they drag you back kicking and screaming!” Mitch laughed happily. As I was dragged over the line back to life, I saw his joyful face and scowled at him.

Notes

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