The Never Happened

CHAPTER 3 : Hallelujah

"Ansel, are u drunk?"

"No! I'm not officer! The car was upside down when I got here!" Well, I was six bottles down so what better answer could you expect?

"Ansel get up! It is me, Rachel."

"Officer Rachel!" I got my hand closer to my forehead gesturing a salute, heights of being stupid! "I assure you that I didn't do anything to this car!"

"Ansel, I am not from the police and by the way this is a five inch toy car. No one in the right mind is going to arrest you for this. Now get up!"

Okay yah.. I was drunk and completely out of my senses. But after listening to the news I got, I was in the best condition I could be. Dr. Rachel then put my arm around her neck and tried to pick me up, which was definitely impossible for her. At last, after a few minutes which seemed like hours she got me in her car and that is the last thing I remember.

*FEW HOURS AGO*

After my small chat with Dr. Rachel, when I got up I saw my phone had fallen down. I picked it up. (A big mistake on my part. Why couldn't I just leave my $2000 phone there! ) It had one hundred and sixteen voice mails. I was walking down the lane as fast as I could because I knew that so many voice mails could not be send because of winning a lottery of course! I did expect something bad but not something this nasty! I had gone through thirty six voice mails, most of them from my mom just telling me to come back home. I could sense trouble and I was no genius to do so. I mean HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN VOICE MAILS? I was not going to listen to any more messages as all were just indicating trouble but didn't say anything clearly. Well now I know why. But me being me, I just listened to one more out of anxiety. (Another huge mistake. I should really write a book on how to make the silliest mistakes on this planet! ) That single message almost made my heart stop beating. It was my friend Jake, "Hey Ansel its me Jake. You must have got to know by now. I know that you would not want to talk to anyone right now, but this is important. Diare's mother is crying her eyes out! You really need to come, she is asking for you. The funeral is day after tomorrow."

It was then when I got to know that Daire was no more. It was just so shocking that I fell on my knees in the middle of the pavement. Daire was a close friend, in fact the closest person I knew. He had been there with me since college. We were not childhood friends like the most cliché novels' best friends. It wasn't the first sight friendship, but it was the everlasting one. At least I thought so.....

I was just feeling so 'not alright' for the moment that I went to the closest seating I could see. In a few minutes of me still trying to bear the shock, I reached a bar. I didn't want to go there because I knew that in this condition I would not be able to control myself and the one who used to control me is no more. but as you have seen, I have a tendency of making bad decisions so why should I have left this one?

So as I was in no condition to walk further, I walked in. Then you know what happened. I got drunk and was walking on the streets as if I could fall any minute. Dr. Rachel came and rescued me and I don't remember what happened next.

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The next morning I found myself in bed with an unbearable headache. I was just happy to think all of this was a bad dream. I felt hungover but ignored it. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and then went to the kitchen for breakfast. There, I was surprised to see Dr. Rachel. She again gave me one of her heart-warming smiles but this time I did not reply as all the events of yesterday came rushing back in my head. Rachel suddenly seemed tensed. Her transparent eyes seemed scared and opaque this time. I then remembered that Daire was no more and what else was needed to make my life worse!

I rushed back to my room trying to avoid talking to anyone. I thought that my mom would have come rushing to me but to my relief, this time she didn't. She probably would have understood that I needed space right now. A thousand thoughts rushed in my head and even I was not able to guess which one to ponder upon first. It was just frustrating. The worst part was that instead of the thought 'how?' all other thoughts were rushing through the douche bag above my eyes known as the brain! Instead of thinking how his life ended, all I was able to think about was how would I be able to live now. I know I was being selfish. But when you have only one person in your life on whom you really counted on, then all you are able to think is how you will survive in this world now. All the while I was singing the song 'Hallelujah'. Maybe I was thinking that remembering god will get him back. Well this doesn't happen in real life.

I just needed a break from this and started watching 'How I Met Your Mother'. How the hell did this guy keep telling his children how he met their mother for nine seasons! The most shocking part, why didn't his children just pretend to die? At least that would save them from his blabbering. Anyway, it was doing its job by distracting me. This show was the one that Daire and I would see a thousand times and still would not get bored of it.

Then unexpectedly, Dr. Rachel walked in. She came with a glass of coke and offered it to me. When I didn't take it she kept it on the bedside table, covered with a coaster. She then asked me, "So how are you feeling Ansel?"

Like I'm on the top of the world after my best friend's death, of course! Thankfully I didn't speak it out loud and lied, "Better."

"Hmm," she replied.

"So how come you are here doctor?"

"Actually after I dropped you her- ahh wait, not to forget, you puked in my car." She winked and I felt embarrassed. She continued, "Don't worry, the seats were cleaned and don't feel embarrassed either. I understand. After hearing what you heard, you were in the best condition you could be." I was the one having visions but still she was the one who could read my mind. SERIOUSLY? I really need to study human psychology if it is so helpful. She started again, "So when I dropped you it was really late and it started snowing so your mother asked me to stay here. She said it was her way of thanking me and as the roads were blocked I had to stay." It was then when I realised that it was snowing but I was so caught up that I didn't feel the cold. But now that I knew I felt a chill pass, from my toes to the douche bag on the top.

"But don't worry I am going. It is more than enough for you to handle me in your therapy sessions and to top it all I keep bumping into you." And she winked again.

This time I smiled and replied, "Dr. Rachel, will you go to the funeral with me?" and looked at her hopefully.

"Well that is a very weird place to ask someone out to, but sure, I will." She smirked.

I smiled back. She was leaving when I asked her, "Umm doctor? Do you have any idea how did the accident take place?"

She suddenly looked confused and scared. "Ansel, I hate to be the one to tell you this. I thought you had known." She paused, increasing the tension, "Your friend was murdered."

WHAT????????????????

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NOTE TO READERS

So how did you find this chapter? I hope this was better than the previous ones. What do you think about Ansel inviting Dr. Rachel to accompany him to the funeral even though he barely knew her? Why would Daire get murdered? And Ansel would not even have the slightest idea about it? They were best friends after all, Daire must have share something with him related to the danger to his life? What do you think?

This chapter is dedicated to the song named 'Hallelujah' meaning god be praised. The link is below:

https://youtu.be/sDJgxE-0PZI

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