Tyler's POV
I stand by her bedside in the hospital, eyes brimming with tears. Why did she have to do this? Is it because I pushed her to stay so much? I think. I lean my head down on the pillow by her head and whisper into her ear, "Wake up please! I can't loose you! Not like this."
I hear a tap on the door behind me and I turn around to see Constance's uncle. He nods to me and says, "Thank you for calling me, she needs me to be here."
"Of course, sir."
He makes his way over to her bed and I step out of the room to give him time with her. My father is waiting out in the hall sitting in a chair. He stands up as I approach and pulls me into a hug. "This is not your fault," he says into my hair, "She chose to jump, no one pushed her to do so."
"I just don't understand why she would do this to herself," I manage to choke out before starting to sob.
"I don't know, I really don't know."
He keeps me in the hug for a few more seconds before handing me my keys and telling me to go home and get some rest. I don't want to leave Constance but she is with her uncle now so I walk out of the hospital doors. I reach the car just fine until I feel a bag being pulled over my head. Are you kidding me?? I think just before I pass out, Why is everyone out to get me?
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Constance's POV
That's right, I'm still here in this hell that looks a lot like the regular world. My last few days have been filed with multiple crying attacks and exploring the world in which I am dead. You're probably wondering whether or not I have tried to see Ty. The answer is yes, did it work, no.
Whenever I try to go back to the Xena headquarters, there is this forcefield that pushes me all the way back to my house where my uncle mourns me every morning and night. He really loves me. I keep hoping that Ty will call him again or he'll call Ty but it never happens. Not even when you'd assume I would be asleep because guess what, I can't sleep in this hell. I am awake for every second and it pisses me off. I can't take one minute for myself to think about something other than the fact that I am stuck here.
The worst thing is that I can't figure out how to get out. You'd think that since my power is deciding whether or not someone lives or dies I could just decide that I am going to live. No, apparently that's not how this works. And I can't die again. I thought maybe I could die again and then I'd come back to life but noooo. This world hates me and I hate it.
I actually have plans for today. I am going to wallow in my misery underwater because I can't drown. I am going to watch all of the sea animals swim past me as I cheat death in this deadly world. Sounds fun, right? I know I seem super depressing right now but I can't help it!! I am stuck in hell, which I am supposed to have some power over! What's the point of my powers if I can't even control my own fate?
I keep thinking this as I walk down to the marina where all the boats are tied up. I reach the edge of a dock and jump into the water. I slowly sink to the bottom and dig my feet into the sand. I breathe in the water as fish swim in circles around me. Closing my eyes, I let darkness consume me and I pray to wake up. I promise a million promises that I will fulfill if I am allowed to live. I just want to live.

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Newborn Eyes
FantasyConstance has always hated the race she was born into. The stupid purple eyed healing race. There were so many more possibilities and powers that awaited her in the black eyed race. She will risk life and death in order to be a part of this race. Li...