Calum's POV
You wanna know something funny?
When you're in heaven, you know. You don't wonder, you don't question, you just don't. As soon as you step foot in the gates of Heaven, you know that that's where you are, and it's where you belong.
You know how I know that?
Because that's where I was.
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Let me just say, heaven was not at all what I expected it to look like. I know I sounded pretty kiddy when I say this, but I actually did expect it to be like the stereotypical "HEAVEN". That's right.
I expected everyone to be walking around on the clouds. I expected it to be bright and shiny, and, well, white. I expected there to be Angels around me literally everywhere. I actually thought that everyone would have wings and wear white gowns or something. But it wasn't.
I walked into a world that was pretty much, like my own.
There were people walking around, clothed in, weird-ass clothing. But he'll no, I wasn't gonna wear that. I'm sticking with my skinny jeans. It was regular, earthy ground, too. I looked up, and that was different. The sky was not blue, and there were no clouds. It was simply what, like the sun was covering it all up, but it wasn't. It was just bright and.. Happy. Something that the real world didn't have. My eyes scanned the streets, and all I saw were smiles. Everyone looked so young, and healthy. No poor people on the streets begging for money either. It was a sight that I wished I could share with everyone else down on Earth. Or was it up?
"This is beautiful." I whispered. There was something that was out of this picture of Heaven, though.
It was my happiness.
I wasn't happy. I still needed Macie. But I was afraid that I would never get her.
All of a sudden, I saw a woman, who looked oddly like my grandma, who passed away before I went on tour and left.. Macie. But that couldn't have been her, my grandma was old. This lady was young. Her face was free of wrinkles and her eyes didn't droop.
But when she turned to me and looked me straight in the eyes, I knew it was her.
"Grandma?" I said, mostly to myself. But she heard me.
"Calum!" She rushed over to me and engulfed me into a tight hug.
"Calum, baby, isn't it a little early for you to be here? Did time go by so fast? Oh, no no. I would have seen your mother."
"Grandma, you remember uhm, Macie, right?" I sadly looked her in the eyes.
"Oh that doll! I just s-"
"No, that's sort of why I'm here."
"What do you mean, baby?"
"I shot myself." I whispered.
"Oh, honey." She mumbled. I didn't even finish explaining to her, and it was as if she already knew everything.
"I have a question."
"Yes, cal?"
"Well, I don't want to be rude.." I said shyly, gesturing to her appearance.
All she did was laugh, at me?
"Dear, everyone is young in Heaven. It's a wonderful thing, isn't it?"
"Nothing's wonderful without Macie."
"I bet this is." She smirked as she tilted her head behind me.
I gazed upon her presence, to see a young girl, maybe about my age. I couldn't really see much of her, but the back of her was to me, and she was wearing a beautiful dress. A bonnet looking deal covered her head too, hiding her hair. The girl was standing at a cart that was selling.. Apples?
The thought of apples actually made me choke up. It was Macie's favorite fruit.
She piled apples into a small basket being supported on her arm, about 5 feet away.
Next, I saw her grab a bright, red, juicy looking Apple and it must have been so shiny that it slipped right out of her hands. She tried to bend over and catch it, but she failed, resulting in all of her sweet fruits to fall out of the basket.
Clumsy. Just like Macie.
I ran over to her and bent down, not looking up as I gathered her food into my arms to put it back into the basket.
"C-Calum?" The girl whispered. I could hear sobs threatening to spill out of her mouth. What the hell?
My eyes slowly shifted from the ground and the basket, to the fare-skinned freckled face of the girl in front of me.
My eyes widened as the cheekbones, the pink lips, the emerald green sparkling eyes, and the auburn hair that was dyed at the tips and curled down to her mid-stomach, became all too familiar with me.
My Macie.
