Chapter 10: Whispers and death

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Ben's Pov


"Ben its been two years you need to let her go she won't wake up and you need to pull your self together go take a shower, shave, change into new clothing. You ONLY been in here you barley eat." here we go again this is all Jeff been saying for a year well they all have. Please Rebel never give in

Rebel's POV

It's cold and dark. The voices are yelling, I tell them to stop but no words come out. I miss Ben I need him. I close my eyes thinking the little time I had with him. I open my eyes and I see my old razor, bad memories came flooding back. every slap every kick and every burn he gave me the one who was to be my dad but he is a mother fucking monster. Well you know what happen after that. I ended up with 98 cuts and the words 'THE BATTLE IS NEVER OVER' on my stomach. The voices are yelling again but they are say horrible things to me. USELESS. UGLY. A WAST OF SPACE. WHORE. FAT. A DISAPPOINTMENT. Me and my wolf are crying we need to leave this place. I saw a blue door and next to it was a white door and a red door. I thought this:

white= heaven

red= hell 

blue= home

of course I choose blue ( A/N: not because of Jack :3 though I love him ) then It went white

Ben's POV

We unplug the breathing machine her heart rate slowed then came the long beep telling us that shes gone from this world. I drop to my knees crying. Jeff unhook the machine that tells us shes dead then comfort me but I only pushed him away. we are gonna have the funeral tonight at the old Willow Tree behind the mansion that was her favorite spot she read these old books that has words that are too hard to read she explains them to me then I say I still don't get it and have a heated make-out session.  

========at the funeral=========

Sally, Masky, Jeff, Jane, Slendy, Splender, Hoody, and Jack E. was sitting in the white chairs. Zalgo was the person speaking

Rebel was a remarkable woman who always held her head high and gave endlessly to those around her. Born in Bangor, Maine in December 25,1994, Rebel’s father George is the bata for the bluestone pack hated her, and her mother Marie, died during birth never meeting her only child.  Much of her childhood was spent being a slave to her pack.

 She had so much to live for and so much love to give. She never liked any fuss being made of her, and would chastise us if we as she would like to say “flapped” around her too much. She was so used to caring for others that she couldn’t be doing with any fuss for her. Rebel,beautiful, sweet, and darling soon to be wife, may you be at peace, and god bless you.

Every one gave a rose then it was my turn. As I walk up to her my heart was slowly braking. Her face looks so crestfallen I said my good-bye I gave her one last kiss then I sat frozen to what was happening....

(I was gonna stop but YODO you only die once not YOLO you live 2x one on earth then on heaven/hell)

.....She was kissing me back I thought I gone crazy I pulled back and look at her but I had no time till I was pulled into her lips everyone gasped 

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hey guys I love you so much I didn't go to the fair that only comes every 2 years for one day so I can update I love you guys so much X3

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