Isaac: As a ear rolls down my cheek, I pay my respects to the girl I once loved. I still love. Her blue dress covers her like silk as she lays there, limp and peaceful. The mixture of flowers in her hands freshen up her grey lips. I see Liam approach her next to me at the casket. His eyes are welled up and red, his face pale as snow. He sniffs and whispers,
"if only I could save you." I look at him, feeling bad for him. He loved her, too. The real question that will never be answered is, which of us did she love?
Liam leans down and kisses her on the forehead. It must be cold and harsh. I can't bring myself to kiss her forehead. I'm too ashamed, too sick, too sad. I left her. I let her die. In my arms. Sure, I held her for the first time, and kissed her for the first time, but Liam was the perfect fit for her.
Suddenly, Grace opens her mouth. Her eyes shoot open, turning icy blue. What's going on. Liam and I back up, as Grace spasms out as her core rises. Her mouth gapes open, and the weirdest thing happens.
Out comes a butterfly. Blue. Bright. Colorful.
Then another.
And another.
Soon three's a whole hue of blue butterflies swarming and swooping around the room, attacking people. I look at the bright lightning bolt blue butterflies, swatting them away, then looking at Grace. She's back in her laying position. I race to her and check her pulse. She's dead. But the butterflies weren't the creepiest part. Her eyes are open. And they're bright blue glossy. It looks like blue marbles have replaced her eyes.
One last butterfly comes out of her mouth. This time it's huge. It's comes flying at me, and crawls into my mouth. I start to choke.
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I shoot up in bed, panting and sweating. It was just a dream. I check my clock. It's two A.M. I look around my dark room, and check my phone. A familiar number pops up. I can't believe my eyes.
"Isaac." It read. It's from her. I close my phone.
It was just a hallucination. I tell myself. I wish everything that had happened was just an hallucination. It wasn't. It was real. She died.
Isaac. I hear her voice in my head. It's clear and sweet. No. Hallucinations.
Isaac. Where are you? Are you asleep?
Enough with the hallucination crap. She's alive. She has to be.
Grace?@! Where are you!
I suddenly get the urge to walk to my window. I look out and see a figure run off. I grab my jacket and jump out of window, trying to follow it. Trying to catch up.
C'mon! She says in my head. I race and race after her.
She takes me to an alleyway, but suddenly she's gone. The figure is gone.
"Gosh, I knew it was just a stupid hallucination!" I fall to the ground and pound my fist to the dirt, feeling stupid. I bury my head in the dirt as well, wanting to cry. For a second, I thought she was here. I thought she was back.
A few moments later, I hear footsteps. I turn around, jumping to my feet. Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Allison, Aidan, Cassidy, Paige, Liam, Derek, Cooper. They're all here.
"Did grace text you too?" Lydia asks, holding her phone up. Liam is dry mouthed and looking at him reminds me of my dream.
He was the perfect match for her.
"Took ya long enough." A voice says. I turn around immediately, knowing the voice all too well.
"Grace?" Liam asks with hope. Everyone is dead silent, and we hear rustling in a tree. A body drops down and lands on her knees in a battle like pose. She gets to her feet and smiles,
"Better than ever." How is this happening?! Her eyes glow a bright bright blue hue, and they sort of spark. I also see her arm glow. As I take a closer look, I see it's a mark of some sort. It's a lightning bolt with a line through it. It glows blue, and then fades to a subdle blue against her wrist.
Liam somehow gets to her first, and kisses her. I smile. The others join her in a hug, but I stay back. I watch them hug, and something feels off. I did this to Grace. It's my fault. she died for me. I don't want that to happen again. Grace almost dying made me realize, I'm only a liability.
I step back, trying to be quiet. I keep my eyes on Grace, so happy to be reunited with her friends. her family. Her home. I then quickly get out of there. I run all the way to my car and turn on the ignition. I drive.
I drive away.
Knowing I'll regret leaving Grace for the second time.
But it's for the best.
