The Angel of Death [Kaylor fanfiction]

Chapter 3 - A World Tour

After Taylor regained consciousness, the first thing she did was to scan the room for Karlie and gave a sigh of relief when she didn't see her. Shaking her head, she thought that was just an awful dream but fear quickly creeps up to her when she heard noises coming from the kitchen. She ran there on her black Louboutin heels and found the tall girl eating her freshly baked cookies from earlier. Her heart pounded so loud she's sure the entire New York City could hear it and thought she is going to have a heart attack. She wants to scream but nothing is coming out from her mouth, her voice is lost.

"Sorry, I knew you would scream so I silent you for now." I said to Taylor as I'm taking another bite of her delicious cookies. Taylor grabbed the toaster on the kitchen counter and threw it directly at me except I snapped my fingers so the toaster stood still in mid air.

All Taylor could do now is to stare at me and if her looks could kill, I would have died a million times but I don't care since I'm already dead!

"Alright, if you promise me not to scream, I'll let you have your voice back." Taylor nodded quickly. I snapped my fingers and Taylor begin to yell "Don't touch my cookies!"

"Sorry, I was hungry" Popping the last crumb to my mouth.

"But you are dead!!!" Taylor raised her voice even higher.

"I'm very human in this world." Licking my fingers as I tell her.

Taylor groaned and stomped back to the living room, threw herself on the couch, staring into space while I followed and sat right across from her once again.

Minutes later she lowered her head to her palms and asked softly "Why me?"

"Taylor, all human beings have to go one day. Consider yourself fortunate to know when ahead of time. You should use the remaining time wisely, go wrap up unfinished businesses, go fulfill your dreams so you live life to the fullest." I'm being honest.

"I have so many young fans looking up to me, I can't leave them." Taylor looked up, tears begin to form from her eyes.

"Then you leave them with your legacy, give them memorable moments so they'll remember you forever."

Taylor took a deep breath and looked at me with her blue eyes, "You're right! "When is my last day?" She wiped tears off from her face.

"December 13th, 2016 and you can't tell anyone. If you do, you will have to leave sooner." Tears are now streaming down again.

"Am I going to die of illness?" Taylor looked straight into Karlie's emerald eyes.

"No, you will not suffer." I answered.

She then picked up the phone and dialed, "Tree, go plan a world tour as soon as possible but it has to be finished before my next birthday. Go plan as many cities as you can get, I want to meet all my fans but I do need some time off to be with my family, I also need to see my lawyers. Thank you." She ended the call and sobbed uncontrollably on the couch. A cat came out of nowhere and jumped on her lap, "Dibbles, Dibbles, mommy is going to miss you so much." She held the cat close to her face and cried. I got up and sat next to her, patting her on the head. I could feel her body went into shock at first and then relaxed as I stroke her hair, soothing her.

"Your hand is warm."

"I told you I'm very human in here."

"Are you going to leave me now?" She's sniffling.

"No, I'm told to stay with you until the last day. I'm here to help you fulfill your dreams."

"Do I get wishes?"

"Hmm...normally no but I can get one for you, just one and don't wish for world peace, that's not going to happen." We both laughed.

I looked at the time, it's already 10 pm. "Taylor, it's getting late, go get some rest"

"I don't think I can sleep." she sighed.

"You've got to, you have a world tour up ahead. There are so many things waiting for you to finish." I got up from the couch but felt a hand pulling me. "Stay with me. I don't want to be alone." She says softly with eyes begging.

I sat down once again and put my arm around her, she cried until she fell asleep on my lap. I lifted her upstairs and stroke her hair again to make sure she gets a restful night

"Goodnight Taylor." Lights off and I'm out of her bedroom.