I'm Dead?!

The end of the world!

"King!"

I hear a faint voice calling me. Its been months that Ive been hearing her. Yea her shes been stuck in my head while walking the halls. Shes the reason why I cant finish school work, shes the reason I went to therapy. She knows what shes doing but shes denying it by only saying my name.

"King!"

Shut up I need to finish this please. I can only think talking hasnt been one of my strong suits these past few months when she formed. Listening is also really hard but I can hear some things. Although I think this lady only says them and she is trying to get me to end it all. I dont think she knows that its all going to be over soon. I had a whole plan. Who would be sad anyways right?

Just as I think of this my girlfriend calls. Shes so cute if only I could tell her whats going on. The lady seems to like my girlfriend because she lets me hear her. Sometimes I can even respond to her. My girlfriend was talking about her day I loved to hear her rant and talk about everything that had happened. It makes me feel useful like I'm her diary. I might as well be I practically know everything thats happening and all her deep secrets. Like last week she stole dereks airpods. Connected them to her phone than went to school the next day and showed derek her new airpods.

"Tell her King."

What the hell? Thats new is she gonna miss me is this why its new? No no no I wont tell her she will just try and stop me. Stop it lady.

"Tell Storm King"

You know my girlfriends name?! What the hell is happening that no its not right. Your supposed to keep saying my name not multiple things. Is she doing this cause she knows today is the last?

"Fine then leave King, she doesnt need you"

She doesnt need me? I cant hear anymore everything is buzzed like you hit the wrong radio station signal. Is it time? Is this it? I cant see hear everythings becoming so dark, everything hurts, mostly my chest feels like poison. Feels like i'm dying. I wanted a last word I needed something.

"I love you" I seemed to mutter coughing up blood all over myself

It seemed to be a silent passing. The poison and drugs all together I didnt calculate right I thought I had time. I died on the phone with Storm. My stormie probably doesnt understand anything that had happened. Will anyone find my body, hopefully soon I dont want that to be there just rotting.

The feeling disgusts me that a dead body just rotting on my bed. I shivered and shook my head. What the fuck? How am I moving? I'm dead. I know it but i'm moving? Im hit with this big light what the hell don't tell me its like one of these stories where I wake up and i'm in a hospital bed. It's not where am I heaven? Hell? No hell is filled with fire this is bright like a sun like gods. I look down and there I am my whole body am I dreaming what is this place? I stand up looking around me its just bright. Whoa somethings moving my legs am I doing that? I havent had control of my body in a while it feels like. How long was I dead for?

I moved over to these gates and this lady she seems sweet I come over and give her a kneel. This feels right out of respect.

"Miss would you be so polite but to explain what is happening here." I ask her then I look up in her eyes.
"Ah yes King Johnson" She waved her hand and the whole scenery changed.

My favorite things its such a small room but it has all these tvs the room is decorated with stars and the tvs. The tvs...is that me? I walk up to one of them and try to touch it but it riffles. What I remember this  wait, dont tell me all of these are my memories. I look at the lady and she nods I guess she can read my mind.

"So Mr johnson, are you ready for the test." She says
Heh she got the pronouns right i'm trans by the way.

"My test? What test wait lady you need to explain all of this to me." I quickly stammer talking seems weird i've been muted for a while.

"Come with me" She waves her hand again and two doors open and she vanishes.

Two doors right or left, left or right, where did she go. I walk around the room for a while. Right or left right or left. I look at one of the tvs staring at it. This was the day storm came to see me. We played a few games but this one in particular was which hand was it in. I always picked left but it was always right.

"Right is always right thats why its right" she used to tell me.

Alright stormie. Right is always right lets go right!