Italics- thoughts/ flashbacks/ dreams

Bold- author talking

Underline- narrator talking, known as the main character

Normal- normal story

2075 words

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They loved him.

I've felt 20 pounds lighter the past 4 days since Thursday.

Now I'ma leave cuz I don't want to be here anymore; I want to go to my apartment. Nothing against anyone here, sort of, but I'm excited to see my apartment again.

The lighting is fucking perfect. I love the sun.

I jump onto my bed on my stomach with my hands up in the air. The bead squeaks like stupid. I grab Pikachu, "We're going home! Aren't you excited? I am."

Of course, he doesn't respond. He's too shy.

I feel like a kid going to the park for the day.

But I'm staying there. With my fishies and my toys and art creations and the love of my life and my best friend.

I'm so fucking happy I'ma cry. I don't want to cry though so I don't.

Yay it actually worked. I'm even more happy.

My manz leans against the closet door frame with his arms crossed and one leg over the other and looks at me confused.

He's so fucking hot. Thank you heavens above for this beautiful creation of a man.

"Why are you strangling the toy and screaming as a banshee?"

I look at poor Pikachu and pat him. "I'm excited."

He walks over, kisses my nose and kneels on the ground in front of me between my legs. He wraps his arms around my hips/ waist and leans his head on my stomach. "I'm excited too."

He's being so damn cute right now I'ma melt away, but then if I melt, he would be too panicked to be cute and it would be ruined. Ok I won't melt.

I don't really have a choice anyways.

"Why are you excited?"

He looks up at me, this is a nice feeling. "You will be happier. I can't wait to see you happier, love."

"I can't wait for you to be happier too, mister."

He is happy when I'm happy and if I get happier, he will get happier. Both of us will be happier together.

I run my hand through his hair, "I want you to meet Athena too or her meet you. We could be a trio."

He kisses the top of my thigh before hiding his face there, "whatever you want, dear."

Yay. And I'ma see my fishies in a few hours. I'm so excited.

"Athena is going to pick me up in an hour. Wanna meet her then?"

"Sure."

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I see her car pull into the parking lot. Oh my god it's time.

I'm so dramatic.

I look at my manz. He's holding my hand. He made himself visible to everyone else since Athena is the last person I gotta introduce him to.

No one else matters.

That's mean of you, of course they matter.

Ok she's the last person I gotta introduce him to of the people I talk to like every day.

This is going to be easy.

Yeah.

I get snapped out of my thoughts when I hear her voice.

"Heyyyyy bitch! Long time no see," she hugs me and I hug her back.

She lets go and looks at Death who has been really quiet. He's always so quiet when someone else is around. "Who is he?"

"Waylen." The name doesn't match him at all. Hopefully he makes himself look like a Waylen.

What would that even look like?

They look at each other for a long time like weirdos.

They're going to get along great.

"Hi Waylen."

"Hello."

She looks at me confused. This is so funny, I wanna laugh.

I look at him, "can I tell her? I don't wanna lie to my bestest friend."

"What are you talking about?" She asks so confused.

He shrugs, "you can tell her whatever makes you happy."

She looks between me and him so confused and shocked and everything else under the moon.

"Why is your voice so deep? And what are you 2 talking about?"

"I'll tell you once we are somewhere else where no one can hear anything."

She is now hella confused, "are we making a movie scene?"

"Yes. Now let's get in the car before the cops come and capture us."

"Okkkaaayyyyyy..."

I follow her to her car and Death disappears again.

He probably won't fit in the car. Big oaf.

Once she realizes she stops functioning and dies. "What the fuck is happening?" She puts her hands on my shoulders and shakes me some. "What stunt are you pulling?"

"I'll tell you on the trip back. I'll explain it all."

I'd be so dumbfounded if this happened to me.

Well in a way it did.

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I told her who he is, what happened and why we know each other and everything else she needs to know and since she can't see what he looks like I showed her a picture I drew.

She also agrees that he is hot. Well, she said good looking but yea.

"I want to see hell. I don't fully believe you."

"I don't believe me either. I'll see if he can take you but we ain't gonna live there anymore cuz it's so depressing and we are going to go back to my apartment and we could all hang out together like a bunch of besties!"

"This is ludicrous."

"Yea but once you get used to it, it's so cool."

She rolls her eyes and parks on the street, and we get out of the car and walk into the complex.

"What is the worst thing you've ever done?" I ask her. I forgot you got to be evil to get in hell.

"Do you not remember?"

"Oh yeah. Ok I'm sure that's enough to get in hell. If you can go. I don't know how it works."

We get to our apartments.

"What is he like?" she asks as we get in her apartment.

I think the keys to mine are gone. 3 months is kind of a long time to not know where they are.

"He is so super mega nice and caring and sweet and considerate and has taught me how to be a better person. He is so optimistic or realistic, like a combination. He gives good advice and is always there for me. Like the male version of you but much taller and he doesn't swear as much and much clingier and affectionate. He is hubby material. He likes to jump scare me a lot though and mess with me sometimes but he's really good."

A smile grows on her pretty face, "you deserve him."

Awe. "You deserve someone too."

I've been through a lot, but she's been through worse. Her family is part of a gang. The shit that happens is crazy and horrifying.

She gives me the look all girls know the 'I met someone' look.

"Spill the tea right now."

She hops onto the couch with excitement, and I do too.

"So, I met a guy at school before break and he said he thinks I'm cute and asked for my number. It felt like a movie scene."

I squeal, "I want to meet him."

"Come with me tomorrow."

"When?"

"My 4th class."

"It's a date. Wait- We could have a double date! That would be so fun!"

Her face lights up more and she gets more excited, "Yes we have to!"

We squeal like teenagers talking about their crushes till there's a knock on the door. We look at each other confused before she gets up and walks over to the door. I turn around on the couch to see who it is.

She opens the door and looks at me confused, "no one is here."

I get up and walk over and see no one either. "Well, that's strange, maybe we just let a demon in and now someone dies like in the movies."

She closes the door and relocks it. "That is the most pathetic way to die. I wanna die in a cool way."

"Me too. We can't die as the dumb white people and especially not you because you aren't white."

"So that's your excuse for dying in a pathetic way?"

"Yea. What's yours?"

"I was too busy watching TikTok in bed to notice the murderer."

"We will have the best excuses in the afterlife."

"For real."

I turn around and have a heart palpitation when I see him just standing right in front of me with a big ol' grin, leaning on his scythe.

"Stop scaring me, you arse."

"No."

I turn to my soulmate, "he's here."

She looks at me annoyed. "Don't you dare fuck with me. No one is here."

I turn back to him. "Let her see you mister."

He sighs like I just asked him to run a marathon and snaps his fingers.

I can't do that.

"Look here, the both of you," she faces me, "I know you explained everything to me on the ride here, but I still understand nothing." She turns to Death, "Don't do tricks with me, Irina can handle herself, but I will not tolerate this bullshit in my home. Now you 2 do a better job of explaining what the actual fuck is happening before I have a break down."

"Okay."

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After a few hours she finally understood. She did better than I did.

And Death said she hasn't done anything bad enough to get in hell and he cannot think of a way to bring her here, so he found a way to cast some illusion thingy for her to see what it's like.

So, me and him are in hell right now and I'm putting all my shit on my bed. He is looking at the fish. I walk over to him.

"Is there an easier way to do this?"

He looks at me and wraps an arm around me, "Do what?"

"To move."

"All you have to do is put everything together. That is as easy as it gets."

"No, there has to be more. With all the things you can do there has to be a way. Like when you can make things appear in different spots?"

There are always simpler ways to do already simple things.

"You want the lazy route?"

How did he know? Can he read minds? "Yes."

"Too bad." he kissed my nose.

"I thought you loved me."

"I do and that is why I won't let you be lazy. Now finish putting your belongings together."

I walk away to get my clothes from the closet. How dare he care about my wellbeing and not let me be lazy. The audacity is unreal.

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I got everything on my bed except the things I couldn't fit like my couch and fish tank and everything I put on my couch.

I'm so excited. I cannot stay still or think straight. I'm going back home! There is a sun there!

I turn to my manz, "Let's go right now."

He smiles at me and runs his hand through my hectic hair, "alright."

He snaps his fingers, and the fish tank is against the bed and the couch too. The fishies seem unbothered.

Of course, he couldn't do that an hour ago with everything else.

I look around the room for maybe the last time. Now I'm sad. I'm always sad when moving.

"Ready?"

I nod. He puts his hand that isn't holding mine on the bed. A second later the scenery is my apartment, and the lighting is beautiful.

Evening lighting is so pretty.

I can already sense all the cleaning I have to do; the excitement returns in full swing.

"Want to see something cool?"

I nod too eagerly. Who doesn't want to see cool things?

Everything suddenly goes back to the way I had it before all of this and all the newer things are put in the previously empty spots.

The accuracy has given me internal peace.

I look up to him. "You could have done that earlier and this all would have been faster."

"An hour to move is beyond fast. You should know this."

I guess. It's better than 2 weeks by a long shot.

I look up at him so happily, "thank you."

"You're welcome."

It feels like I never left here and just slept the whole day. So weird.

Now I clean till death gets bored and makes me go to bed.

In my apartment.

This is so nice.

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This is the end of the first half of the book. Good luck out there y'all ✨