The Peacock And The Bee (Chloe Bourgeois × OC)

~14~

"What? Where am I? This is definitely not how I pictured heaven-" I heard sobbing in the distance within the endless darkness, seeing a sudden and faint purple glow. I walked over to it, slightly terrified- And this my friends, is where the real deal comes in.

Shipper's POV

I sobbed as I walked out to meet my client. "That was so bee-autiful Chloe! Bravo! Brava! You are truly the queen of drama!"

"Who are you?! Where am I-"

"You're dead. Duh?" She clenched her fists, glaring at me. Bitch, I'm a boss, don't you look at me like that.

"I know that... why am I here? Again, WHO ARE YOU-" She struck a fighting stance, her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. I rolled my eyes and stared at my fingernails to pass the time, glancing up at her with little interest.

"Oh, puh-lease, gurl. Try me." She ran straight at me and passed right through me. She growled and kept swiping but unsurprisingly, her hands just went straight through my virtual form.

"What... What's going on?"

"Haha, that tickles! Didn't you hear me said you were dead?" She took a step back, staring at her hands with her eyebrows furrowed. She sucked in a breath, remembering everything that had happened and nodded slowly. There was definitely no way of living after that.

"So... what? I'm a ghost, now?"

"Duh? Finally! Don't be freaked out ghosts are awesome."

"What am I doing here? With... You?" Her eyes scanned over me, worry clear in her eyes and I rolled my eyes. What? Never seen a slightly insane, interdimensional shipping goddess before?

"That was a beautiful ending but believe it or not, you didn't have to kill yourself. Such a sacrifice-"

"WHY AM I HERE?!" I crinkled my nose, taken aback. Rude, much?

"Chloe, do you love Robert Matthews?" I heard her heart speed up at the mention of his name but I smiled, not bothering to tell her I already knew the answer.

"I... I..."

"Oh, come on, Chloe! Don't tell me you don't feel anything. I've been there. All along. I know." I pressed my fingers against her forehead and she gasped. Flashes of the waitress and her art teacher came into her mind.

"You... you were them?" I nodded. "Well I- I- I think I might... but..."

"Answer the question, Chloe! Come on! Are you ready to become the future Mrs Matthews-"

"Woah woah woah sorceress! I know I love him but that's a little fast, don't you think-"

"SHE ADMITTED IT! WOOHOO!"

"DID NOT-"

"DID TOO-"

"DID NOT-"

"DID TOO-"

"Fine. I don't know, maybe... At certain times... I've felt like I... Might love him..."