How Mitch Saved me

Two

I guess this is it. I am dead. I thought a guy with beard would walk out. I start laughing because if there was a God as people call him, he would have save me and my brother. More importantly my brother.
All I see is black,until I see a faint light in the distance. Immediately, I run to it as fast as I can. Hilarious, I'm running towards the light. Once I'm closer, I see someone. Someone that looks familiar and my body freezes, making me unable to move. The person gets closer,just enough for me to notice some of the familiar facial features of the person. The person is covered in tattoos and is the long-gone lead singer of Suicide Silence. Mitch Lucker. He grabs my hand gently, which unfreezes my body. I finally notice the room we are is a plain,white, never ending place. Mitch looks at me and in a soft voice, says " I know that it hurts. You miss your brother,but no matter what you do, it won't bring him back. You'll just bring down your family even more. Your father is filing for a divorce. And your mother is going to be put in jail for a DUI. " he pauses to see how I will react. When he finally realized that I wasn't going to say anything, he continued. " Things in life are always going to be hard. But with death comes uncertainty. You have no idea how the your life will affect so many. So many loved you." I rolled my eyes. She noticed and grabbed my shoulder, gently reassuring me.
I wish he knew what I felt. But then I remembered he was dealing with depression when he passed. He somewhat knows.
I finally spoke "Mitch why did you drink that not night?"
He quickly looked away. Before he did I saw the pain explode in his eyes.
"I felt like I needed that drink. I felt like that was all I had. But I was wrong I had everything. Loving wife and daughter. I saved so many of my fans and broke their hearts when I died so soon after the accident. I wasn't given a second chance like the one I am giving you." He paused and tried to gather his thoughts, then continued " if I were given this chance, I swear, I wouldn't have drank and ridden. I was wrong. But I need to show you what happens." He let it settle in.
"What do you mean show me what happens" I asked a little more snobby than expected.
"It's a little cliché. All most like the night before Christmas or what ever that story was with the ghost of past, present, and future." He then stated. All I could do was give him an astonished look.
" I am first going to show you your present. Or what is happening to your body" he gave a sad grin.
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Hey-O
I decided that how she decided to die needed to be changed. So if you want to reread the ending of chapter one (suicide scene) that is were it is!
I have no idea how long this is going to get. And i honestly got the idea of 3 ghost thing from " The Butterfly Effect by Explosivewafflez "  it's beautiful truly inspiring. It probably saved my life in the aspect of hurting the ones that loved me. But I recommend that story it has a series and I am on Avery's Anorexia.
But I really don't know how much I am going to write. I might make this into a series also. Like band members saving life's? Just a thought sorry for making this so long. But anyways hope you like this.