Quick A/N:

My chapters will be short from now on unless something big is happening, it just takes to long for me to type out chapters, so if anything seems rushed PM me and let me know so I can edit so it's a bit slower ^_^ thank you

-Dark Angel

/Parker's POV\

Rule #1

Control emotions

Rule #12

Follow the pull to the soul

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"Logan?" I pressed my ear against the door only to hear his sobs louder.

"GO AWAY!" Logan threw what was probably a shampoo bottle at the door.

"You gotta come out sooner or later." I gently said. Knowing if I got mad at him or did anything to upset him he'd probably break down. Again. He's just so emotional right now and I have no idea why.

"I'm never coming out!" He threw anther shampoo bottle but it didn't his the door. At least he's calming down a bit.

"You have to. You have a job. A family. And a friend who need you."

"I'm breaking almost every rule there is! I'm screwed anyway! I've givin up on my job! I've givin up on my family and you!" He sobbed louder.

"Your going to only get yourself in more trouble if you don't follow the rules."

"Do you know how many I've broken now?!"

"Like six?"

"No, try more like eight! I'm a dead man walking! And I didn't even make it to my birthday! I'm not going to be a Grim Reaper and get my life back! I'm going to be eradicated! I can't go to heaven or hell and I certainly can't stay here on earth! So in staying in here until they come get me cause all my dreams of being alive again are crushed!"

I sat outside his door as he continued to cry. I just wanted to hold him and fix all of this. He doesn't deserve this. He should get his life back. He should of never become a Soul Reaper.

"They aren't crushed... Maybe we can fulfill some of your dream, maybe not all, but that's only if you want..."

"Well there are a few things I wanted to do..." He sniffled.

"Well than I'll help as best as I can." I smiled. He's already feeling better.

"Thank you..." I heard water going down the drain and wet feet padding against the ground. The door opened a crack and Logan's big grey eyes shown with pure emotion in them. "Really... Your the greatest friend I could ever ask for..." Despite him being wet and in only a towel he didn't mind throwing his arms around me and giving me a big hug.

And I couldn't but feel a overwhelming joy in my heart.

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"Logan. Come on. You said this was one thing you wanted to do! And your gonna do it!"

"No! I-I'm not ready!"

"Yes you are! Your over 100 years old! This should be easy!"

"Na uh! Lets just not do this okay?" He whimpered.

"It was #1 on your list we're doing it." I put my hands on my hips.

"BUT I LIKE MY HAIR HOW IT IS!" he whined.

"It's getting to long just as you said. I'm cutting it. You can practically pull it into a ponytail. Look, it's at your chin just a bit lower. And you tucking it behind your ears doesn't hide it."

"My hairs barely grown since the last time I attempted to cut it 20 years ago..."

"That's why I'm cutting it. Now calm down. I've done my friends hair before." I raised the scissors again and grabbed some of Logan's hair. "Your acting like a huge baby over nothing."

"Hey! Am not!"

"You so are..."

-ten minutes later-

"Oh my god... It hasn't been this short... In years..." He pet his now short black hair. It hung in sort of a short emo style. I let him keep his longish bangs, and cut the back so it barely hung down cause it was so short. But he still had his thin mass of hair. I at least didn't make him cut it so short that he can't fiddle with it anymore.

"See. It was nothing to worry about." I smiled and patted his shoulder.

"You did so good! Thank you! I can now cross that off my bucket list!"

Hearing him saying that just reminds how close he could actually be close to death, and he doesn't even seem to be trying to fix it anymore. He's just giving up and is taking life how it's givin to him.

Logan skipped into his room. He grabbed his sharpie and crossed off the first item on the list.

He showed me the list.

1. Get haircut

2. Get something that reminds me of my past (even if it's as simple as a food item or toy of some sort)

3. Go on a hike

4. Find out if a cat can see me (cause if it can I want one!)

5. Find someone who can see me and die a non virgin

6. Try my first alcoholic drink

7. Visit my family's graves...

And that's where he ended it. A couple are light hearted and funny while a couple are really serious. And I was surprised to find that Logan was a virgin...

"Thank you for doing this Parker. This means so much to me." He sniffled. Oh god anther mood swing. Is he pregnant or on his period? Oh my god. This is so out of character for him.

Maybe if I hit him hard enough...

"Your welcome." I smiled. "I don't want you to die without living a little first. By the way... It's been awhile since you've been on a job, why?"

Logan paled and looked at his feet. "Well you see- ah-"

I gaped at Logan. "WHY DIDN'T YOU GO?!" I grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Your just putting yourself in this position! You can make this better and live! But you aren't! Why Logan?!"

Logan looked at me with a pained expression "because I don't want to do this anymore... I-... I guess it's my way of killing myself..."

"Why... You have people here for you and could make so many more friends if you just do your job..."

"It's to late anyway... I've broken the rule already and kind of broke rule #1 also. I'm so... Discombobulated that I can't do or think straight. I'm an emotional wreck, and rule #1 states I have to control my emotions..." He teared up. "It's so easy to break rules. And it's just happening to me left and right. And I can't help but feel horrible!" He wiped his eyes.

"Oh Logan... Your the weirdest guy I've ever met... And I wish I could of been there for your first day back at school, making friends. And even there when you moved along in life. But your just giving up. And you shouldn't be..."

"Now your just sounding like my mother." He rubbed his eyes pathetically.

"And it's a good thing to you need someone to get you back on track before you break any more rules. Do you still feel the pull of the soul?"

"Kind of..." He bit his lip.

"Well than lets go!"

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/Logan's POV\

"Please just cross! I said I was sorry for being late!" I tried to shove him toward the river that he had to cross in order to get to the other side.

"No! I'm not dead! I'm just dreaming! I'm going to wake up any minute now!"

"Please just go over to the other side!" I kept pushing him but he kept hitting me and pushing me. He pushed me onto the ground and just as I was getting up he used his foot to stop on me to keep me down.

"Stay away!" He grabbed one of my guns and pointed it at me. My heart started racing as I looked at him.

"Don't shoot! Please!" The beautiful field disappeared and we were back in the hospital. His cold dead body removed from the bed. "You just lost your chance to cross! Are to crazy?!" I would kill to be able to cross. I want to be with my family and friends again.

Cal grit his teeth and threw the gun at the ground before taking off. Parker was standing at the corner, a hand drawn up over his heart in shock. "Logan? What just happened?" He whispered.

"I failed that's what happened..."

"Logan Alden Reaper." A deep voice sad behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

A/N:

Sorry for crappiness, shortness, and whatever else shit is wrong with it v.v it's moving quickly cause this book is originally going to be about 15 chapters. Depends on how long I can drag it out :p

It also may suck because all day I've kind of been on auto pilot :( been kinda depressed and angry at the world... Anywho next chapter the cliff hanger will be solved. :p hope it was slightly enjoyable...