On A Trip To Nowhere

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Previously On Dancing With The Devil

"I want to live my life and know that you're there with someone who makes you happy, and I think that's the best for both of us."

"Okay?" I asked, landing down on the porch of Vanessa's house.

I felt a pit in my stomach as I waited for a reply.

"Michael?" I said nervously turning around to face him.

"MICHAEL?!" I screamed, flying over to him.

He was laying on the floor, blood dripping from his chest. I laid my hand against his chest, furiously trying to draw the pain away with my powers but there was no use.

"STAY WITH ME!" I shouted at his now dead body. "N-no. NO! You can't do this to me. I CAN'T HANDLE ANYMORE DEATHS!"

My head dropped down against his chest, tears flooding down my face. I was gripping his shirt tightly, listening to his last heartbeat.

"P-Please don't die on me." I stuttered, tears trickling down my cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry kitty." He whispered.

I stared at him blankly for a few seconds. And then it hit me.

"Kitty?"

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Since when does Michael call me kitty?

I shook my head repeatedly, as if it were to shake the confused thoughts that were running through my head. I then quickly ran back to Vanessa's house, barging in through the door.

"VANESSA! ALEX! M-Michaels DEAD! HES FUCKING DEAD!!" I shouted, tears streaming through my eyes. Vanessa turned to look at me, her eyes dwelling with tears. She stared at me, clueless, I felt like a part of me was stolen.

I looked around the room, walking clumsily to her.

"I-it's not-" she whispered, her voice beginning to crack.

"It's not what?" I asked nervously, wiping away my tears unwillingly.

"I-it's not michael."

"What the hell does that mean?!" I shouted, angrily clutching her arm. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS NOT MICHAEL?!"

She gently grabbed onto my shoulders and twisted me around till my eyes met his body, his breath hitching as he lay on the floor, blood dripping from his shirt.

"OH MY GOD! ALEX!!" I shouted, finding myself crying all over again. "VANESSA HES GONNA FUCKING DIE! DO SOMETHING!!"

"I-I can't. Someone cut his wings and I d-don't know who-"

"Alex." I breathed out heavily, looking at my hands that were now covered in blood.

"Y-you can't do this. I can't let you die, I s-swear. Just let me die instead of you. I've had enough of people dying in my life. My mom died, my brother's dying now. And you're not even my brother. You're my best friend, y-you're my first true love. Why does this keep happening? WHY DOES EVERYONE DIE ON ME?! I swear to god I'm never going to stop until I get mom back and I'm gonna give you what you've always wanted. And I won't stop until I avenge you, I won't stop until I kill that murderer who did this to you with my own bare hands."

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