*starts violently crying*

I don't want it to end

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There was an angsty ending but the more I worked on it, the more I realized it sucked

Also a lot of you guys said you wanted a happy ending anyways

So I got rid of it and started over

And these characters have been through enough, they deserve a happy ending

TRIGGER WARNINGS : death and shit and afterlife stuff and talks about how everyone died

Damien POV
Everything went cold and then everything else faded away.  For a while, I felt nothing.  There was nothing and I was nothing.  No breathing, no heartbeat, no thinking, and no life.

Then, with a sharp gasp of air, everything turned warm again.  I opened my eyes, blinking repeatedly for a few seconds.  I looked around in shock.

I was standing at the end of the driveway, the empty road behind me.  I turned around again, facing into the woods were the house was.  The trees above were a vibrant green with a blue sky even farther up. 

I looked down at my feet, surprised that I was wearing my old combat boots.  But...they haven't fit me in many years.  Then I looked at my hands.  Hey weren't wrinkled with old age. 

Shocked, I put my hands to my face.  My skin didn't feel old anymore.  I started walking forwards, extremely confused by what was happening. 

The last thing I remember is sitting on the beach and...dying.  I started running up the driveway.  Curse past me for making this damn driveway so fucking long. 

I slid to a quick half when I reached the edge of the woods.  The house was in front of me and it looked relatively the same.  The plants were different and the gardens actually looked cared for. 

A meow sounded at my feet.  I looked down to see Maple, Quinn's cat.  For a few seconds I just stared in utter shock and confusion. 

"What the fuck,"  I breathed.  This cat has been dead for many, many years. 

I head the click of the front door opening.  My head snapped up unconsciously and I watched silently at the door opened. Everything froze.

Evan was there. He was standing right there in the doorway. Then Quinn was there next to him. Remus appeared behind both of them. I just about collapsed onto my knees in shock.

My heart was pounding in my chest and I still couldn't understand what the hell was going on. I guess this is the afterlife?

Then Evan came running down towards me, quickly followed by Quinn and Remus. I didn't know what to do except hug the three of them when they all slammed against me.

We all fell down onto the ground, the three hugging me tightly. I looked at all of them and it was a surreal feeling. Everyone was young, as if we were back in our early twenties again.

I grabbed Evan's face out of shock and placed my hand on the side of his neck that was protruding broken bones last time I saw him. But the skin was smooth and I couldn't feel any bones out of place. Evan was here, alive again, with a beating heart.

Then I looked at Quinn and then ran my hands along his sides but I didn't feel cracked ribs or a broken spin. He was here too and he looked okay. Alive and not a broken, mangled body anymore.

I looked at Remus now. He was healthy again, with hair and the light back in his eyes. His skin was back to a healthy tone and he wasn't gaunt and emaciated anymore.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked. "Are we dead."

"Yep, this is the afterlife," Remus answered, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"And you thought you were going to hell," I laughed, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him in for a kiss.

"Oh my goodness, stop talking! More hugs and kisses!" Evan squealed, hugging me tightly. I grabbed the three of them and just held them tightly.

"This sounds bad but why couldn't you have died sooner?" Quinn asked with a smile. "We've missed you so much."

I pressed kisses all over his face and laughed along with the other three. Tears pricked my eyes but they were from happiness. I was so scared I wouldn't be able to see all of them again.

"So, how have you been J-anus?" Remus said with a shit eating grin.

"I've missed you so much I can't even be mad at you for that," I rambled, pulling him closer to me.

"We've missed you to," Quinn mumbled, burying his face in my chest.

"How does this world work?" I asked, still looking around at everything.

"Don't know but we can fuck," Remus snickered. "And it's been like forty years since all four of us had sex together."

"Hmm, so while I've been alive, alone and suffering," I started with a laugh, shoving Remus lovingly. "You've been up here living your best life."

"It's fun having two horny bottoms all to myself,"  Remus snickered, making Quinn and Evan blush. 

"Not anymore,"  I laughed, but then my smile softened.  I looked over all three of them.  "We're all together again..."

I started crying, unable to stop myself. I was just so happy. I've missed all three of them so much. I wrapped my arms around the three of them and just held them close.

"We're all together again, and we're actually safe here,"  Evan mumbled.  "You don't get sick here and it's not like you can die again.  No ones going to attack us for being together here."

"Fucking finally,"  I laughed but then gave them all passionate kisses.  "Maybe we could get married here..." I whispered the last part mostly to myself.

"I've been having a lot of fun with the whole not being able to die thing,"  Remus smirked.  "I tried to jump into the pool from the roof while carrying a chainsaw and missed and it hurt like a bitch but it didn't last long and I'm still here."

"That's sounds like the chaotic bullshit you like,"  I smiled, not able to make myself made at him for doing something so idiotic. 

For a few good minutes, we all just sat there and hugged each other tightly. I gave Evan a very passionate kiss, then moving to give Quinn and Remus passionate kisses too.

"God I love you all so much," I mumbled. "I've missed you so much."

"I love you all so much too," Evan responded with a smile.

"I love all three of you too," Quinn said softly with a blush, smiling nonetheless.

"Since we're all being sappy, I guess I love all three of you guys too," Remus laughed, giving us all kisses.

"C'mon,"  Evan stood up, pulling us all up.  "It's finally time to be happy together."

~•~

Patton POV
Everything was cold for a few seconds, there was just nothingness. But then I felt the pain in my chest just melt away.  It felt relieving.

With a sharp gasp, I opened my eyes, my heart thudding inside my chest. I was laying on a road for some reason. How did I get out here? I was crying in my bed last time I checked.

I sat up but then realized it was easy to do that. I looked at my hands and gasped again, then put them to my face. I'm young again?  I looked around myself, surprised to see my house. 

This is very odd.  I stood up slowly, shaking with uncertainty.  I looked up at the house in confusion, turning around a few times in a circle. The neighborhood looked fairly similar. I couldn't see other houses from my house, but something told me I wasn't alone here.

"Patton," Called a familiar voice from behind me.

I turned around quickly, but then did a double take. Falling completely backwards onto my butt out of shock.  Tears filled my eyes.

"Patton!"  Logan yelled out of worry, running down from the porch and to me.  Logan knelt down next to me and pulled me in for a hug. 

"What's going on?"  I mumbled.  "Where am I?  How are you here?"  Logan pushed me away and held me at arms width. 

"Heaven,"  Logan answered.  "I understand this is probably a big shock and that's it's completely illogical-"

I launched myself at Logan before he could even finished.  Logan let out a little grunt and fell backwards.  If we're in Heaven, then we must be safe here together for the rest of this world. 

"But we're dead then..."  I mumbled once the shock wore off.

"Unfortunately yes," Logan sighed. He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

Even though we spent barely a week apart from each other due to Logan's death I felt like it's been forever. I sighed and just buried my face in Logan's chest.

We sat there in the street for who knows how long, just hugging and kissing. I'm surprised Logan is being this emotional about it.

"I missed you," I mumbled.  "I love you."

"It was only six days, two hours and two minutes spent apart from each other,"  Logan said with a gentle laugh.  "I love you too." 

"Are we safe here?"  I asked.

"Yes,"  He answered.  "There's no sickness or death in heaven.  Along with there only being good people here.  Therefore Jackson is not here, if that is what you're worried about."

"It was,"  I admitted softly.  "Is everyone else here?  All our friends?"

"Yes, everyone is here besides Damien.  I don't know how much longer until he will arrive here, but the rest of our friend group is here too.  You may visit them whenever you need,"  Logan assured me. 

I was about to say something but the barking sounded from the house.  I jumped up, shoving Logan from me, instantly recognizing the barking. 

"Well, excuse me,"  Logan snapped.  But I ignored him, instead watching as Marigold did her limping run down towards me. 

"Marigold!"  I yelled as she jumped in my arms.  "My baby!" 

"You're aware you're have an actual child, right?"  Logan asked me with a laugh. 

"Oh,"  I mumbled, almost instantly downfallen.  "Atlas is all alone."

"Atlas has Pandora to keep them company," Logan assured me, standing up and then pulling me up into his arms. "I'm sure Atlas is probably sad to lose both of us in such a short period of time, but he's strong. He'll be okay without us."

"I know," I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder.
Marigold continued to hop around us, trying to jump up on me. I pulled Logan down for a passionate kiss.

"Come now Patton, we've been through so much," Logan said softly with a smile, pulling me forwards to our house. "It's time for us to relax and be happy together."

"I love you so much,"  I told him with a smile.

"I love you too,"  Logan responded, smiling gently at me. 

~•~

Emile POV
Everything was silent. There was absolutely nothing anymore. It felt as if I had been asleep for forever. Then the pain in my stomach started to subside and then there truly was nothing.

Air started to fill my lungs again and for some reason, I could feel every thump in my chest as my heart started again. I opened my eyes, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings.

I was still laying in my bed, wearing my wedding dress. For a few horrifying seconds, I thought I failed to kill myself. But then I noticed a sobbing sound coming from farther down the bed.

I looked down, seeing someone with a mop of dark brown hair. I'd recognize that messy hair anywhere. Remy...he was face down on the bed and holding my hand. He was violently sobbing against my thigh.

"Remy," I whispered, feeling tears in my eyes. Maybe I'm hallucinating from taking so many pills, there's no way Remy could be here. I watched him get shot, he died in my arms.

He shot up and looked at me. There were tears streaming down his cheeks. Remy stared at me for a few seconds before launching himself at me. He pulled me up and hugged me tightly.

I just sat there, completely rigid with shock, absolutely confused to what was going on. Remy pulled away slowly when I didn't hug him back.

"What's going on?" I whispered.

"We're dead," Remy said gently. "You killed yourself."

"I'm so confused," I mumbled, tears pricking painfully at my eyes.

"Don't cry babes," Remy told me, quickly pulling me back into his arms. "We're in heaven now. We're both dead but we're together now."

"I missed you so much," I cried, once the realization set in.  I sat up and put my hands to his face and then ran my hands over his chest.

Then I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pushed it up. Remy let out a muffled grunt of shock. I looked over his chest, surprised to see two little scars where the bullets had shot him.

"Woah babes, we fucking already?" Remy teased with a laugh and a smirk. "Ya just got here."

I pushed his shirt down and laid my head on his shoulder. I started crying heavily. I looked at the nightstand but it was devoid of the pill bottle and the note. It looked normal.

Remy started crying too, holding me tightly. He was shaking slightly against me. For a few long minutes, we just held each other and cried. I hugged Remy tightly, burying my face in the crook of his neck. I breathed in the calming scent of coffee and his cologne.

"Why'd you do it baby?" Remy choked out. "Why suicide of all things? You're a fucking therapist for gods sake. You were supposed to grow old and see our grandkids."

"I couldn't do it without you," I cried. "I couldn't take it anymore. The grief...the nightmares...the loneliness. Nothing felt right without you."

"I know baby, I've been watching over you," He sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"You have?" I asked softly, looking up at him.

"Yeah, we're dead now babes, we can go back as ghosts," Remy explained. "I watched over you everyday. There were other ghosts in our house so I kept them away from you. I sat in the bed while you slept and I felt horrible watching you wake up every night with nightmares and I couldn't do anything about it. I hated watching you fall apart like that without being able to help you. I wish I had a way to show you that I was still there."

"I'm so sorry," I sobbed, wishing I could change things. Wishing I could've done something to keep Remy from dying. Wishing I had noticed his presence in the house.

"Don't apologize baby," Remy told me, pressing kisses all over my forehead. "You're okay now. We're together again."

"You watched me die then," I said softly as I realized that.

"I did," He whispered, closing his eyes and burying his face in my hair. "I wish you didn't but at the same time I'm glad we're together. It was just hard to watch."

"I'm happy I did," I admitted, blinking away tears. "If I knew we'd be together, I'd have done this sooner."

"Emile!" Remy yelled in a chastising manner. He pushed me away from him and held me at arm length. "How could you fucking say something like that."

I just gaped at him, unsure of the answer. There was genuine anger in his eyes. I didn't know what to say at this point. It's all so overwhelming.

"You're a fucking therapist! You shouldn't be thinking like that! I love you and I've missed you but killing yourself didn't solve anything!" Remy continued to yell.

"But we're not separated and alone anymore," I whispered. "Maybe the nightmares will go away now."

"It's only been six years," Remy choked out, tears in his eyes. "You could've lived so much longer than that. Neither of us should've died this early. Think about everything we...that you left behind. Pandora and Colton have neither of their fathers now. What about Patton? And all our friends? What about me?! I had to fucking watch you kill yourself without being able to do fucking anything to stop you!"

"I'm sorry," I sobbed, pulling away and hugging myself tightly. "I didn't know what to do. Your death fucking broke me."

For a few seconds we were silent besides our crying. I clamped a hand over my mouth, shocked and angry with myself for cursing. But also slightly mad with Remy. I thought he'd be happy to see me.

"No, I'm sorry," Remy said, pulling me back to him. "I shouldn't have yelled at you. I can't blame you when I thought of doing that so often when we were in high school. I probably would've done the same if I were in your position. I guess...I just blame myself. Like, you wouldn't have gotten this hurt if I hadn't died. It's my fault."

I looked up at Remy, unable to even form words to convince him he was completely wrong. So instead I just pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Remy put his hand on the back of my head and kissed back roughly.

For a good minute or so, we continued our make out session. Remy pulled me into his lap. He eventually moved both his hands to my cheeks and I placed my hands over his. It's been way too long since we did this.

"None of this is your fault," I whispered when we pulled away. I was slightly breathless after that make out session.

"Let's just stop talking about death," He suggested, holding me tightly by the waist. "We're together again. We're safe here in heaven."

I grabbed his chin gently and pulled him in for another kiss. I nodded along when I pulled away, moving to press kisses all over his face.

"I missed you so much," I mumbled, wrapping my arms tightly around him.

"I missed you too babes," Remy smiled despite his tears. I smiled softly and just hugged him tightly.

"I don't know what to say right now, my mind is a mess," I laughed, wiping away my tears. "I'm so happy to see you, I love you so much."

"It's okay baby," Remy said gently, wiping away his own tears. "We're together again, that's all that matters."

"I love you," I said happily, giving him another kiss. Remy smiled back and tightened his arms around my waist.

"I love you too," Remy told me, resting his forehead against mine.

~•~

Roman POV
For a few seconds, everything hurt.  There was this horrible pain in my chest, slowly encompassing my entire body.  But then, it started to melt away and pure nothingness replaced it. 

I became aware of my surroundings slowly, realizing I was laying on something that wasn't my hospital bed.  Wait...how did I remember that?  I haven't been able to remember anything in years!

Quickly, my eyes snapped out and I took a deep breath of air.  After years of circulated hospital air, this air smelled and felt amazing and cool.  But I was looking at nothing.  Just a blue sky with big fluffy clouds.

Is this all there is?  Just absolute nothingness after death.  Am I doomed to just lay here and stare at a beautiful sky until my inevitable destruction as the universe dies?  Virgil might have worn off on me more than I thought he did. 

Virgil!  I wondering if he's laying around here someone.  For the first time in forever, I could finally remember his beautiful face.  Happy tears gathered in my eyes as I thought about Virgil.

His beautiful face, his soft hair, his adorable smirk and his amazing voice. Even if I'm stuck just laying here forever, being able to remember Virgil and our life together is enough for me. I'll miss him, but after not being able to remember anything for almost twenty two years, this is an absolute blessing.

I can finally remember Virgil, the love of my life.  I can finally remember my acting career.  I remember my family and all my friends.  I finally remember everything! 

Shocking me from my thoughts, I heard someone or something running towards me. I went rigid with fear, confused as to what was going on.

"Roman!" Screamed a happy voice. I jumped upwards in shock, letting out a loud girly, bloody murder scream.

I looked over at the person, hand over my pounding heart. It was Virgil. He paused and then started laughing his ass off.

"Sweet mother of hairbrushes Virgil!" I exclaimed. "Why did you scare me like this?!"

"Oh my god Ro," Virgil gasped out between laughs. "I didn't mean to scare you like that."

I took deep breaths, trying to calm my rapidly beating heart. Virgil walked over to me and sat down on the ground next to me. I quickly pulled Virgil into my arms, more than happy to finally be hugging him again after so long. He smiled softly at me, tears gathering in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked almost instantly.

"We're both dead now," Virgil mumbled. "It's just kinda sad."

"So this I heaven?" I questioned, actually looking at my surroundings now.

But I was sitting in the driveway to our house. The house was right there, looking as normal as I had left it twenty two years again. Then I noticed a cat trotting out from the front door. I smiled and chuckled a bit when I realized it was Virgil's cat, Luna.

"Yeah, welcome to heaven," Virgil laughed. "Not gonna lie, I didn't think I was gonna end up here."

"Don't say that," I chastised, hugging him tightly. "Are other people here."

"Yeah, most of the friend group is up here now, along with family and such," Virgil answered.

"I had Alzheimer's," I mumbled was the realization set in. "How much did I miss in this past twenty two years?"

"Patton and Logan's deaths," Virgil started. "Damien and Remus are the only two alive now, oh and Remus has lung cancer."

"Wait what?!" I yelled from shock. Virgil flinched away from me when I yelled and then snapped his fingers next to his ear.

"Geesus, I haven't had you yelling in my ear in forever, I need time to get used to that again," Virgil sighed. "And yes, he'll hopefully be diagnosed soon but when we I go to the real world and visit Damien, I don't know, I can like sense this huge tumor in his chest." Virgil motioned to his chest with his hands.

"Oh god, that's going to kill him," I whispered.

"It's best to not worry about that Roman," He told me. "We can't change anything that's happening in the real world."

I let out a long sigh and rested my head on Virgil's shoulders.  Then I pulled him as close to me as possible, hugging him tightly and burying my face in his hair.  Virgil hugged me back burying his face in my chest. 

"Oh my goodness I'm such a horrible husband,"  I exclaimed, pushing Virgil from my chest.  "How could I have not kissed you already?"

Virgil started laughing again, but he barely got a few laughs out before I was kissing him.  I rested on hand on his hip and the other on the back of his head.  Virgil wrapped his arms around my neck. 

We kissed passionately for a good couple minutes.  I guess were both just incredibly kiss and touched starved after so long apart.  When we finally pulled apart, we were both crying softly. 

I grabbed Virgil hands and held them tightly, leaning my forehead against his.  I started into his beautiful brown eyes and gently wiped his tears away.  Virgil then pulled away and rubbed his eyes violently. 

"I wish I never got in that car accident that night,"  He admitted softly, starting to sob.  "I should have done something to prevent that from happening.  I left you alone in a time when you really needed me." 

"Don't say that darling,"  I told him, peppering kisses all across his face.  "We're all bound to die someday.  You just happened to die first.  It wasn't anything you had control over."

"I know," Virgil choked out.

I pulled Virgin tightly into my arms, almost cradling him. I gave him multiple sweet kisses, whispering sweet nothings to him. All the things I wish I could've said before he died.

"I'm glad we're both safe here," He said randomly. "We can't die or get sick here. We can get injured but we heal incredibly fast."

"Well that's chaotic," I laughed. I gave Virgil another kiss on the top of his head.

"You're being overly affectionate," Virgil commented with a soft laugh.

"I haven't seen nor remembered you in almost twenty two years," I explained. "My mind was an absolute bitch after you died. I just missed you so much."

"I'm sorry," He mumbled.

"None of it's your fault," I assured him. "If we're finally truly safe and able to be happy here, let's go celebrate."

"Yes please," Virgil said, hugging me tightly. "I love you so much."

"I love you more," I told him, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

~•~

Jackson POV
Everything fucking hurts.  I'm too old for fights yet I still tried to take on almost all the other inmates when they jumped me.  I don't know what I ever did to deserve this. 

My entire body felt sore and in pain.  I was slightly conscious, but only aware of the pain in my body.  I tried to open my eyes but found that I couldn't no matter how hard I tried. 

Damn all those faggots to hell.  None of this would've  happened if Roman had just dumped that emo mistake and dated me instead.  I'm the only one worthy enough for Roman.  They all brought it all on themselves.  I would've left them all alone if Roman had just loved me.  It was all Roman's fault. 

Suddenly the pain in my body started to spike.  It grew worse, becoming increasingly uncomfortable.  Slowly I regained motion in my body yet I still couldn't open my eyes. 

I flailed around a bit, but I couldn't feel anything.  Then I became aware of the horrible feeling of falling down.  I felt as if I was in a nightmare-like state. I just kept falling, twisting in the air for any support but unable to find any.  I still couldn't open my eyes to look around myself. 

Then the air around me started to get hotter.  It eventually reached an unbearable level of heat.  I let out desperate gasps but only drew in hot humid air. 

With a thud, I landed on solid ground.  I groaned as little stones dug in my skin painfully around my stomach and face.  All the bruises and cuts I received from the fight burned with pain.

I slowly opened my eyes but almost instantly regretted it.  It was dark here.  I could hear people screaming and crying.  The air was so hot it was suffocating.  Lava flowed through a river barely a few feet from me.  I could sense fire crackling near me. 

"Welcome to hell Jackson,"  A loud booming voice echoed from above.  "Come here you little shit."