Is this the truth?

230 Days Before

It's been a month since Cameron and the entire picture, police situation happened. Nash now lives with my parents but just until he gets better. Ever since Cameron got arrested we've been getting phone calls from an unknown number. House phone and everyone's mobile phone rings at the same time. Nash and I have trouble sleeping at night. Usually we would sit on the roof and just talk about anything that would possibly give our mind a rest.

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I walked up the ladder that Nash made for us to get to the roof. When I reached the roof I saw Nash lying down and looking at the stars. He's singing hello by Adele. I didn't know if I should sing along or just leave and let him have his moment. He stopped singing and looked at me. "Hey" he softly speaks as if there was someone there that was to dare listen to us. "Hey, can't sleep?" I asked as I crawled onto the roof and laid down next to him with my hair spreading out across the roof tiles. "I forgot how to" he says as he proceeded to stare at the stars. "That was deep" I said truthfully. He just responded with a soft giggle. It was dead silence for about two minutes straight. But for once it wasn't an awkward one. It felt comfortable. All of a sudden I felt a hand intertwine with mine. I looked over and I saw Nash already looking at me.

"He misses you" Nash says as his eyes sparkle in the star light

"who does?" I ask

"Hayes" Nash response quickly

my eyebrows more or less raise in suspense. Does he talk to him? Is he an indigo child? "I miss him too" I said. Nash forms a small smile with his lips not even miss touching each other. "I think I'm an indigo child. I sense his cologne every now and then. He always wore a Calvin Klein cologne every day. I just sense when he's here. That's not weird right? That I know what he's trying to say to me?" Nash asks worried. "No. of course not. I wish I could have that" I said with all honesty. I really do wish I was an indigo child.

Unaware that our phones rang at the same time. But this time it wasn't by an unknown. The ID said Hayes. Just Hayes. Nash and I swiftly sat up and looked at each other. "Let's answer it" Nash says. "No. I'm scared. It's probably some douche stalker" I spat thinking of the thought of Cameron. Nash started to count down as if a bomb was about to blow up. "3.2.1" he ends the count down and we both place our thumbs on the green phone button and swipe it across the screen. Nash and I carefully place the phone to our ears and simultaneously say "hello"...I would have never guessed what I heard through that frickin' phone. Someone was singing hello by Adele.

"Hello. It's me. I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to meet. To go over everything. They say that time's supposed to heal ya, but I ain't done much healing" Then it stopped. Nash and I were starring in each other's eyes, wide eyed. The Voice wasn't Adele's. It definitely sounded familiar though. It was a boy's voice, definitely. And it continued. "Hello? Can you hear me?" but the lyrics changed. "I'm in heaven dreaming about the life we used to have. When we were younger and free" the voice breathed in a shaky breath and started again. "I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet. There's such a difference between us. And a million miles" I continue to look in Nash's eyes. His bright blue eyes started to form water and every few seconds they would fall down his cheek like it was a race between the tear on the right verses the tear on the left.

"Is it Hayes?" I whisper very airily. Synchronously the voice on the other side and Nash said "I guess"

Nothing but shock filled my face expression. Mysterious Hayes continued to talk. "I'm with you every day. Moira, I know you don't remember me because of the incident. But I love you. You were always the best cousin" Hayes reminds us. "How are you talking to us, Hayes?" I asked as my mouth quivered as I am threatening to join Nash in the tear party. "I never died".