Chapter 2: Chapter One

One More Night (Title WIP)Words: 2533

Long way down, good. Is this really the way? Do I have to do this? Shut up, if anybody cared they would’ve stopped me by now. They all know where to find me. But he wouldn’t want this. Too bad, he can scold me when I see him. Don’t jump. Jump. Stop. Go.

Looks dangerous. The fuck? is that his voice?

Why are you here? Fucking bitch decides to come back right as I’m about to jump.

Not even god can take me away from you haha. damn it I missed hearing him laugh. No, he left me, don’t get all soft now.

Fuck you. How could he? Agh! Screw being angry, I just want to hug him. What the hell? How’d I go through him?

Hey, slow down, Ashley. Damn it!

Why the fuck did you leave me? I need to know. Now.

I’m sorry, I didn’t know it would happen like this. No, don’t cry, Ashley. Don’t even think about it. Not in front of him.

Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you. For how angry I feel, I know I could never stay mad at him.

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I understand why you’re angry, I left with no goodbye. He’s right.

You didn’t deserve what happened to you.

No, I didn't, but it’s not an excuse for what I did to you.

No, It’s not, but I understand.

And you understand it wasn’t your fault? Hmph, if i was faster and less of an idiot he’d still be here.

Don’t push your luck.

Ashley. Ashley, haven’t heard him say that in a while. Man, I missed his eyes, they’re so pretty.

Are you real? Like seriously, to think I was about to jump off this roof and now I’m sitting here like a puppy just happy to see its owner.

Well no, it’s impossible for me to really be here. But I’ll happily defy the laws of the afterlife if it means I can stop you from leaving this world early. My god he talks a lot, usually it's at this point I’d grab him and kiss him but unfortunately I can’t do that.

Uh huh

I’m here because as much as I want to see you, I don’t want you joining me before your time is up. You don’t deserve the life you’ve lived, but I have hope it’ll get better. Where there’s hope, I believe you can push through. I don’t think anyone would be able to calm me down and distract me as well as he can.

You think so? Reassurance, give me more.

Take it slow, Ashley. Small goals. One more night. Why don’t you tell me about what’s happened since? Thank you, keep smiling.

Since what? Why did I ask that, I know what he’s talking about.

Since our escape attempt, since what made me like this. God damn it.