How Mitch Saved me

3 (Present)

He takes a laser looking thing and points in a random direction, and wraps his arm around my shoulders. I blink and there I was on my bedroom floor. Such a gruesome image that I had to turn away. But as I turned around I saw my father walk in. He starts to scream. He then calls someone. I don't know who, but I am guessing the police. I just watched as tears flowed steadily down his face. He picks up my lifeless body, covering his suit in red. He carries me down the stairs and screams at my drunk mother. His knees give out but he continues to hold me. The paramedics barge in with a gurney. I am careful placed and rushed out of my prison.
I blink again and I am in the ambulance, they start cutting off the clothing I was wearing.
I can't watch my own death. I close my eyes tightly.
Mitch finally decides to speak "Haley, you have hurt your father. Though he is caught up in is work, he still loves you dearly. You saw his reaction to finding you, can you imagine how much more he is going to suffer if you die? He coul-"
" I saw his fucking reaction! I know that I would hurt people if I left." I said raising my voice. By now i was choking on my words.
I blink once again, we are back at the house, my mother in tears trying to rip out her own hair. She is mad. She needs help. Then i see her reach under the couch, a bottle of pills lay in her hand. I scream at her "Mother p-put them d-down!" Mitch grabs me and turns me away. "Why would she do that? All she needs to do is go to rehab, get some help." I speak slowly as tears run down my face.
"It isn't that easy for an addict. I should know." Mitch says weakly.
I turn away to not let Mitchell see the weakness in me. He grabs my shoulder and says there is more to see. What! I can't take it. But before I know it I see my once was friend on the swing with her little sister, she was on the phone. Then she starts to cry. Though she is sitting. She falls into the sand covered ground and puts her face in her hands. She looks like someone told her someone important to her died. Oh. Wait.
"Your father called her. He thought you two were still close." He smiled sadly at me.
"How could he not know that she spread horrible rumors about my brother and me. She will never be my friend again. She was one of the reasons he died!" I yelled at her, forgetting I was only there in spirit. Kassy just sat there in tears. And it actually made me quite happy to see her in so much pain because of what I did. But I also felt horrible. She was hurting because of me. Maybe she will take back those awful rumors of me sleeping around and my brother beating her and raping her. He would have ever done that. He liked her as a person because she was the complete opposite of me and was sweet and respectful. She was the stereotype Christian girl. But when she started dating Matt Zacker she changed for the worse. She started doing drugs and skipping school and all of that. She cleaned up the drugs and stuff after Keith died. But she wasn't the same after all of it. But I couldn't forgive and forget what she did to him and me.
I turned away when I saw her sister Kaylie come up to her. Her sister is 6 and is probably the cutest little thing in the world. She put her arm around Kassie. And my heart broke. I might hate her a lot but when someone so young is so gentle and tries to help, it just stings because I caused it. 

Poof! We are in someone's house. The objects are thrown all around. Then I see him. Jack. My wannabe boyfriend from last year. I shot him down because of the rumors, I thought he just wanted to sleep with me like a few of the other guys, especially the basketball team.

He was crouched in a corner and his father, I figure, was whipping him with a belt. Jack winced each time the tip of the belt made contact with the skin on his back and arms. I lurched forward to grab the mad man's arm to stop him, but my hand went through him. I really need to remember I am just a spirit, not a fucking physical person right now. Ugh.
The belt smacks against his arm and I see a glimmer in his eyes. And fast forward I think. We are at the same house but Jack is hanging from the ceiling. Lifeless, priceless, dead.
"He loves you. He does. It may not show like everyone else, but he tried and maybe, if you save him, he can save you." Mitch winks.
I blink and we are back in the endless white world. "So you mean to tell me if I die today so will Jack?" I question the tattooed dead man.
"I can't give you the exact answer because futures change. They change with the events that occur." He stated." Bur there is more of the future for you to see" he quickly added. Then wrapped his arm, and I glance at his hand, and there is the flower with Kenadee.

-------------------------------------------------------------
A/N
Hey there my little amount of followers. I wrote this in tears. As any Suicide Silence and Mitch Lucker person of knowledge knows that today 11/1 is the date of passing of this mighty legend passing. I love Mitch and write this in memory of him and hope that everything is going okay with his beloved wife and daughter. He is gone, but forever in our hearts. He will be remembered for ever, well as long as I exist. He was cherished as a musician and as a major role model and Savior. He saved many lives.. Mine included. He was an awesome man. He was battling his own demons and sadly made a bad choice that cost him his life. Did he deserve that. No. But that is what happen. But "The dead are living"- Mitch Lucker
May you forever rest in peace Mitchell Lucker.