All in Time

10 - The End

**Luke's POV**

It's been two weeks since I died. It was strange though. My mother had always taught me of this beautiful heaven you would be taken to when this happened, but instead, I was shown nothing but the world I lived in, moving along without me. I walked along the halls of Jacob's house, taking in everything as he buried me in the woods nearby. 

I never found Holly, but I figured that if she hadn't truly escaped she'd be here with me. She was the reason I died. Jacob got angry and believed I had helped her, but he was wrong. Holly was smart. She figured things out for herself, but it was too late for me to do the same.

I roam these lonely halls now, my eyes searching everywhere, finding nothing but old furniture wrapped in plastic and dust in every corner. 

It only took one day after I died for the police to find Jacob. He was taken away, the police shutting the house for the final time. I've not yet felt the need for sleep. I've not felt pain, nor sadness. It's just peace. 

This isn't the heaven I had in mind, but I suppose to some it would be great relief - an almost heaven, just for me.

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**Holly's POV**

I can still remember how my heart dropped when I was told that Luke was still missing. He was assumed dead and the old house was locked up. I could've saved him. I could've found him and saved him if I just tried to find him before I had gone.

"Holly, what are you thinking about," my new therapist, Dr. Avery, was looking at me gently as she spoke. 

"I wasn't thinking about anything." I shook my head and looked back at my hands again. "So when can I leave, this obviously isn't doing much for me."

"Holly, you need to talk about what happened," she said calmly. "So why don't you just tell me how you're feeling." I shook my head and stared at the floor, counting the tiles. Why was this place covered in tiles? It would be so much nicer if it were carpeted and didn't have white walls. Maybe a nice blue or- "Holly, would it be better to write it down?" Avery rudely interrupted my train of thought. 

She held out a piece of paper and a dull pencil toward me. I took it, still angry that she interrupted my very important thoughts, and wrote in large letters: I want to leave. None of this matters. Let me leave. I dropped the paper on her desk and stood up, ready to leave again.

"Holly, please, sit back down," she said, her voice revealed she was clearly a bit agitated. I pick up the paper again and write a single word: Why? And dropped the paper on her desk again. "Because I can help you with whatever you're feeling, Holly, that's what I'm here for."

Fine, I feel fine. Sure I was kidnapped and beat, but I don't give a damn, now leave me alone. I slam the paper and pencil down on her desk and rise up out of my chair, approaching the door.

"Holly, you know Luke would want you to take care of yourself."

"You shut up right there," I snap. "You don't get to talk about him. You don't even know who he is. He was my best friend. You are disposable, he was my everything." My voice cracks and I look down at the floor. "I never got to tell him that." I look up again, a scowl on my face. "You don't even give a damn about him. Go to Hell." I storm out of the office and am greeted by my mother who quickly tries to comfort me.

I push my way past her and out into the parking lot. "Holly, come back here," I hear her call out.

I didn't get to tell him how I felt. I left him with his last memory of me a drunken mess. That's all I am. A mess. That's all anybody is going to remember me for. God damn, I should've stayed. If I had stayed he wouldn't be dead. If I could've just seen him one more time. I wouldn't be treated like I was crazy if I could've just seen him and gotten him out of there.

I let him die there. I didn't save him. He's dead because of me. I sentenced him to death. 

I'm just as bad as Jacob.

I'm a murderer.

I. Am. Disgusting.

That's when I did it. I ran from the parking lot and into the road where soon enough I was hit by a van. Killed on impact. Finally truly free. I never knew what Heaven or Hell would be like, but either way, this wasn't what I'd imagined as I awoke in a familiar room. 

I was in the house Jacob lived in. I was greeted by a beautiful face.

"Lucas."

"Holly, what happened to you?" I held his pale face with my hand. He wasn't bruised or bloodied, and now that I looked over myself, neither was I. "I thought you escaped?"

"I did, but I couldn't bear to live without you around. time went so slowly, people thought I was insane. I couldn't cope, but now I'm here to tell you how much I love you, Luke."

"I love you too Holly, but now you're dead. Your family just got you back and you're dead."

"But I'm dead with someone I love. I could never leave you."

"All will be discovered in time, so it seems."

***Okay... So now it's over. That's all.***