“Okay, so uh where do you want to go?” I stared meaningful at Mya and she just glared back at me.
“Sisters before misters. We need to talk now Lisa.” I saw the look in her pale eyes and fear shot through my stomach. I looked back at the guys who were now staring at me.
Justin looked at me and then the window to see if someone was out there.
“Uh, Lisa? There’s no one out there.” They both just continued to stare at me.
“What are you staring at? Ugh, never mind. Just give me a second.” I got back out of the car and sat on the hood where Mya was waiting. I missed her so much. I mean, yes, I can still see her but it’s not the same. She doesn't seem happy and it takes everything I have to keep both of us from sobbing. It hurts me so much to see her in pain. She’s so confused and she's convinced that she’s condemned to hell. Which doesn't even make any sense because Mya was the funniest and nicest person I’ve ever met. When she was alive she really helped me out of my little world into the world of other people and I don’t know what I would have done without her. In fact Jake probably would have lost his little sister but I made Mya a promise that I wouldn’t ever leave her.
Which is why I hated her for the longest time when I found out that she killed her self. What? I thought to myself. She can leave me but I’m bound to stay somewhere I don’t feel wanted? The thing that really made me mad was Mya was really well liked. I know she had some extreme issues, with her dad abusing her mother and her, but that’s why she stayed with me and her mother stayed with her grandmother. Now that I think back to it, when her dad called the police saying that she had run away was probably her breaking point. She didn’t handle it well, neither had I. I was so scared for her.
But apparently my promise to come and get her the next day wasn’t enough for her. They found her the next day laying on the ground with her wrists slit beyond saving and repairing. They said she must have been pushing very hard for the cuts to be as deep as they were. I thought back to that day. I had never cried so hard in my life and not even Jake could stop the madness and the overwhelming sadness. Nothing could. I just had to learn to get over it. At her funeral was the first day I saw her. I cried, so afraid and excited at the same time. I told everyone that she was back, but of course, I was the only one to see her, and others turned their backs and laughed while calling me crazy. Maybe I am. But I still love seeing her.
“Lisa! Did you hear me?!” Mya got in my face and I snapped out of my past. I shook my head.
“No sorry, I was just thinking. W-well you know what I was thinking about.” I looked down and the tears started rolling down my face. I hated bringing it up. Her past, our past...
“Lisa listen, it's okay to talk about it. I know it hurt you and I know what you’re going through...” she started but I snapped this time.
“NO! Mya! You don't know what it was like. YOU didn't lose me! I. LOST. YOU!” I yelled. I was steaming and she knew it. She waited for me to get it all out and then continued.
“You’re right.” she nodded. “But I have to leave Lisa.” I stopped fuming and looked at her. What does that mean?
“What do you mean leave Mya?” I glared at her, momentarily forgetting about the guys in the car who are probably thinking I’m some freak now. They wouldn’t be wrong.
“As in my mother passed away and the only reason i’ve been clinging to this world is because of my love for both you and my mom. But now she’s in heaven, waiting for me Lisa.” I looked down at the road. So Mya got into heaven after all. I always knew she would. She was always so strong... but even the strongest people break sometimes.
“Lisa, look at me.” She walked over to me and touched my chin. I wiped my eyes and looked up at her. I was always jealous of her height.
“My mom is up there waiting for me. I have to go to her Lisa. I love you so much and I’ll always be watching over you. You were the sister and best friend I always wanted.” I cried even harder and waved goodbye. For the last time. I hugged myself and barely noticed when one of the car doors opened.
I hugged my body, trying to keep myself together when someone sat next to me.
“Hey, are you okay?” It was Justin. He hugged me too and I tried not to shy away. He’s trying to be nice. I had to remind myself. That's what friends do.
“Lisa?” I looked up at him my perfect sight blurry.
“Where did your friend go just now?” I my eyes widened and the pain was dulled over with surprise.
“You can see Mya?” I gasped. All I could think was no way. It’s not possible!
“Kind of. I mean I only just saw her for about two minutes but she was really bright. Kind of like a little piece of the sun fell to the earth and then she vanished.” He looked to where she was just standing and the sharp stabbing pain was back, taking over the surprise.
“Yeah well my friend has finally moved on.” I stood up, trying to get rid of the emotional tension.
‘Come on, you never told me where you guys were planning on going when you barged into my car.” I joked. Justin just looked at me crazy and shook his head a bit. I just stood there and waited for his answer.
He got back into the car, without answering me. I rolled my eyes and got back in as well. I started my car and drove out of the parking lot. I was done with just sitting here in this lot for the past twenty minutes.
“Okay, so since you guys won’t tell me where you wanna go... i’m taking you to my place. Call your parents and see if you can stay the night.” I looked at Justin and laughed at his stunned face.
“Uh your parents won’t care about two guys staying the night?” I looked away and my fingers tightened on the steering wheel.
“Uh no they won't. Don’t feel bad or anything, but my parents are dead. I never got to meet them. I live with my older brother.” tears fought their way to my eyes again and I tried my hardest to keep them back. I don’t usually cry about my parents. I miss them and wish I had known them, but it would have been harder if I had. I would have lost more. It’s just with really losing Mya and then them bringing up my parents. Things were tough for me right now.
“Oh man Lisa, i’m so sorry.” Alex shouted. I nodded in thanks, not being able to say anything, and Justin was just quiet.
“My mom texted back and said it was okay as long as we promise not to get you pregnant.” We all bust out laughing and it was much better than the tension and depression hanging in the air. Laughing can be so much easier than letting yourself cry sometimes.
