Charlie's POV.
I was walking away from the crime scene in total awe at what I seen a couple minutes ago. I don't understand how I'm dead, but I'm still here. It doesn't make any sense-
"You're wondering how you're dead, & why you can see yourself arn't you?" I was cut off by a deep voice in the distance. I walked closer trying to decipher who's voice this belonged to. "No need to worry child, I'm only here to help you" I stopped walking.
"Who are you?" I asked the man.
"Child, my name is Skylar. I was sent to help you understand." He started walking towards me. I could make out his apperance now. He was pale, and wearing a white & black V-Neck shirt, with faded blue jeans. 'Just my kinda man, MMM' I thought to myself 'Sexy, & a good taste in fashion.' I drooled.
"Then help me understand.. I have no idea what happened. I need help" I begged him.
"Yes you do, come with me." He held out his hand, and I took it immediantly. We started walking down the road, and soon enough we weren't on the road anymore. I don't know how we got here, we were walking one second, and the next it was like I walked into the room. We were in a little room with a table, and a couple of chairs. The walls were all white, and so were the floors. The table & chair were also a white color. Skylar sat down on the chair, and looked up at me. "Charlie.." he spoke slowly.
"How do you know my name..?" I asked him sheepishly.
"I know everything about you child, I was meant to. I'm here to help you, like your gaurdian angel almost." He replied.
"So you know how I died, and why i'm still here?" I questioned him.
"Yes as a matter of fact I do. Sit," he waved to the only chair left across from him, and I planted my butt on the seat. "Charlie, do you remember anything about your life before this happened?" Skylar asked me.
"N-no.. I don't." I stuttered, trying to think of anything about my life.
"That doesn't surprise me.." Skylar looked at me. "Most people don't even know their name."
"So.. how did I die?" I asked him. He looked over at me, his eyes locking with mine.
"You were in a car accident, a drunk driver hit you from the side, and you were ejected from the car along with your girlfriend. She lived, although you did not."
"I had a girlfriend?" I asked him.
"Indeed you do, she was very pretty. If it makes you feel any better, she was cheating on you, plus you're gay." He looked me in the eye.
"H-how did you know that..?" I asked desperately, being the only person other than me to know was scary.
"Like, I said I know everything child." He looked at me as he winked. Something about Skylar made my insides feel warm and fuzzy. I just want to grab his shirt and pull him into a kiss. I stood up and walked towards Skylar.
"So, how about you?" I asked him.
"How about me what?" he looked at me.
"I thought you said you knew everything?" I smirked at him.
"I'm gay also, Charlie." He winked at me. I was taken aback by his sudden response to my unasked question, but I quickly snapped back to reality.
"Oh really?" I asked him seductively winking at him.
