I was wandering through the hallways.  It seemed ever since I died, I was just helpless.  All of the time.  I was an empty and lonely.  I was unable to talk to anyone because I was unheard, and the people that I loved most-mostly Alex-would sit and cry for most of the time outside of school. 

Herc and Laf seemed to be doing better, not much better though.  They just seemed to be used to feeling the way that they felt now.

Alex though, well he never had been good with death and all that.

See, when he was ten his father left both him and his mother, then him and his mother both got really sick and she died.  He got better, luckily.  Then the cousin he had moved in with died, well actually he committed suicide.  Alex never really seemed to find a way to cope with any of that though.  He just pushed all of those feelings away.  

Then there was me.  I think when I died it finally was his breaking point.  I had never seen him this down and depressed before.  He seemed to of cracked and all of those feelings of losing everyone close to him seemed to scare him now.  He was drifting away from Laf and Herc probably in fear that they would die or leave him too.

He wandered his way to his next class when Eliza tapped on him.

He looked the same every single day.  The same sweats, sweatshirt, greasy hair, dark bags under his eyes.  He really truly looked awful.

He turned around.  I was too far away to hear what they said, and the hallway was really loud, but I tried to read there lips.

I couldn't see what Eliza said, but Alex agreed to whatever she did say.

I was anxious for the rest of the day really.  What were they going to do?  I mean when you are a lonely spirit, or whatever I am, wondering around you have nothing else to really focus on.

I trusted Eliza with my deepest secrets though, like the deep, deep ones that no one knew about.

She knew the real me, I guess.

They sat on a stone bench in a park.  I was close enough to hear them, and even though they couldn't see me I felt the need to go unnoticed.

She started with my name.  I had a feeling it was about me.

"He, well, I didn't want to bring this up to early after his death, but he liked you.  No I think he actually loved you, Alex."

She had told him the truth, the truth that he already knew.  He seemed to be bored with it though.  He didn't look up or say anything, and it kinda hurt.

She continued.  "Now, I know this might shock you, but I had to tell you.  It was like John wanted me to tell you."

I did, I guess.  I mean I wanted him to know, but he had already found out.  He found out on his own without her help.  But I would of wanted it to come from her if it didn't come from me.

Although, all Alex said was 'I know'.  It wasn't the response that I intended, but I didn't think he was going to go into some monologue or something about his love for me that didn't exist.

Eliza said nothing.  There was a long moment of awkward silence that no one liked to be stuck in.  

Alex, finally, looks up to right where I was standing.  I feel my eyes, again, well up with tears.  I knew that he could see me.  

I couldn't read his expression, though.  It seemed to be a mix of every single emotion that there was.  I didn't know how to feel about this.  Good?  Bad?  Excited?  Disappointed?  I could go on forever.

I see his lips move as he whispered my name.

This only confirmed what I already knew.  He could see me.  He did see me.

Thank you so much for reading!  I hope you liked it!  I may be able to update on Friday though, this is only a MAYBE.  I'm not promising anything!

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