Midnight's Plea

What the F**k is happening to me?

*AUTHORS NOTE*

Over 300+ reads on this story! WOW!

I only expected like, 50+ reads. I know, I know, I sound pathetic, but I'm just glad a few people are actually, well, just reading this than skipping past it like most people do. I know most of the chapters are short (stupid Wattpad and it's long pages), but I promise to make them longer. No more 1 page stories from here on, since this is where the story really gets interesting.

Part Two's coming out sometime this week, so stick around!

Enjoy!

~CrazyDaezy~

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Chapter Sixteen

What the F**k is happening to me?

“Call to the names like they’re your children. Call death – enforce it. You will be reunited with Death when you feel his presence.”

I tried my hardest. I literally did. I came really close too – I was almost there on the seventeenth try. But I felt so freaking weak I could barely stand up by the end of it. Dr. Walker was kind enough to let me sleep, but protecting enough to stand by my bed side as a guard in case Zeke showed up and decided to really kill me.

Then I had a dream that nearly answered everything.

I saw a woman sitting in the corner of an alley, abandoned and alone. In front of her was a body – her body, I realized in an instant. She was dead. I was staring at her soul interpretation of her.

An angel floated by in a cloak made of white silk, his hood hanging over his shoulders revealing his beautiful face as he studied her with pure curiosity. He held her shoulder in his hands, and in an instant she felt warm – like the world was turning around her fate.

“Why do I always have to die?” she said, sadness deep within her voice.

“Because you have a habit of making a fool of yourself,” Death said in a casual tone. He gazed at her in awe, and in love. He must have seen her frequently for him to feel such emotion for her. He kissed her lightly on her cheek, and she smiled feeling herself melt under his touch. “Why won’t you come back with me? I am your destiny after all and the living is not welcome in my part of purgatory.”

“I know.” She sighed. “But I want to stay here. Why can’t you stay with me?”

“I am Death. I am technically a source of fear among humans. You deserve someone who can love you without the constant fear of Death hanging in the air.”

“I DON’T CARE ABOUT FEAR!” She suddenly grew very furious. This was her destined mate – her bonded mate. She couldn’t let a silly little thing like fear get in the way of their relationship! “I just want you, D. Please – just one time. Come home with me. That’s all I want – just to have us together at home for once in my life.” She took a moment’s pause before saying, “Then I can die.”

Death smiled, and grasped her hand, uniting her spirit with her body before they walked off together, in the direction of home.

The dream shifted into another one after that. I felt a strange connection to the woman in the dream, but she seemed foreign – alien – but I knew her. I knew her like she was a part of me.

Pregnant; the woman I saw from the last dream was happy and pregnant. She had it all planned out, that one. She was going to take care of that child in her belly like it was the eleventh commandment.