Saving The Ghost Of You ✔ [COMPLETED-Editing!!!]

CHAPTER SEVEN

Ever had a bad nightmare that seemed like a very confusing maze...in a never-ending story? Well this was it. We were almost in Lake Hills and the reaper showed up in the middle of a bridge. Saying that he did not look so happy to see us was an understatement. A dark cloud gathered above him, wind blowing furiously in sync with the current of river flowing below us. His robe was torn in several places and I suspected that was Henry's doing but the look in his crimson eyes....

"What do we do?" Skye asked in total horror. I had no idea what to do too. Henry would know what to do but he was nowhere to be seen. Was he dead...completely? I quickly pushed that thought away. "Des..." Skye nervously called as she held onto the steering wheel tightly. The reaper was standing several feet away from our car. I felt my breath getting cold? Henry? How was it possible, I was not wearing my grandma's necklace. As scared as I was, I knew what I had to do even if it meant that I might not be able to see Henry again. I quickly grabbed the necklace from my pocket and went out of the car. "Des, what are you doing?" I heard Skye's voice filled with panic but I needed to do it.

I ran to the left side of the bridge over the rail but just as I got there, the reaper had me by my throat. Feeling his hot skeleton hand choking the life out of me as I stared into his crimson eyes, my veins burning....that was the scariest I had ever been in my entire life! With all my strength, the little that was left I held out my hand over the rail. "I'm...so..rry Henry..." I whispered and opened my hand. The necklace fell into the river and immediately the current drifted it away. The reaper suddenly stopped and looked down the bridge then back at me again. I fearlessly stared into his crimson eyes and whispered, "Good luck...finding his soul...." With that, he snarled his sharp teeth at me and for a moment I thought that he would snap my neck and throw me over the bridge but instead he quickly threw me to the side like I weighed nothing and he disappeared. It took me a few seconds to regain my breathing as Skye pulled me back to the car. "Jesus, Des! What were you thinking?"

"We need to go, now! It's only a matter of time until he realizes what I have done.

When we got to the hospital it was very full, apparently there had been an accident somewhere in the city, something about a burning building. It took us a while to get to the floor where Henry was. Even then, it was impossible to convince the nurse to tell us which room he was in.

"Listen miss, this is extremely important. Henry is a close friend. We really need to see him like right now." I pleaded with a not-so-convinced nurse.

"Kid, if you ain't his family and you ain't on the list then you ain't getting in."

"But he needs our help..."

"What are you, doctors?" the nurse sneered. This was futile and we were running out of time. Skye looked at me and something passed between us. As if she understood what I was thinking even when I had not said it, she turned back to the nurse and asked, "Miss, we really do appreciate your work here but we came all the way from Foxbridge. Henry's a really good friend to us and we had hoped to see him one last chance before he..." that heartfelt pause. Damn Skye was good! "Look miss, maybe there is a mistake somewhere on the list, could you please check again. Please..." she pleaded sweetly. The nurse's face softened a bit, "Okay, what did you say your name was again."

"Skye with an E. Jackson." Just as the nurse turned back to check on her computer I made run for it. I was halfway across the hall when I heard her cursing and calling after me. "Henry!" I kept shouting as I passed room by room. Some people in the rooms gave me disapproving looks but hey, I was a girl on a mission.

"Which one is Henry Simmons room? Please... Henry's Simmons the third, somebody? Anybody!" I was almost at the end of the hall, panicking now because I could feel the security guards coming after me. There had to be somebody there for him. Henry had said that his father visited every day and even more so now that he was contemplating pulling the plug. The guards finally caught up with me and practically dragged me away. I know it only made matter worse because I sounded like a lunatic as I screamed at them to let me go and that Henry needed me and the reaper was coming.

"I'm really sorry Des." Skye softly said to me as we were in the elevator going down with the security guards. I don't know why but I felt as if something was constricting my chest and it hurt so badly. Tears welled in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Henry was dying and I couldn't even get to save him but what hurt me most was that I couldn't even see him one last time. I didn't have my grandmother's necklace anymore. "It's not your fault Des, you did everything you could." The constriction in my chest came all the way to my throat and just when Skye hand touched mine, I lost it. All the tears came down hard until Skye had to hold me. I think I shocked the two guards or maybe they felt sorry for me because they just stood there awkwardly.

When the elevator door opened at the ground floor I tried my best to compose myself because there were people waiting to get in but just as I was getting out I came face to face with a man. At first I thought I knew him but seeing the blank stare he gave me I realized that I did not. He looked so weary and dishevelled but yet everything else about him seemed familiar. His strong jaw, the bright blue almost green eyes, the strawberry blond hair with some strands of grey.... I had not noticed that in was blocking his way until one of the guards pulled me by the arm. The man walked past me and into the elevator. For a moment, our eyes met. I didn't know whether it was the grief or it was actually real but I felt the hair on the nape of my neck standing.

"Henry Simmons." I said, not sure if my voice was actually audible but the look of surprise on his face proved he had heard me. At that moment my mind clicked and I held out the Henry's necklace I was clutching in my hand. The man quickly held out his hand and stopped the elevator doors from closing. "Where did you get that?" he said as he came to snatch it away from me.

"I...I..." My mind was working fast but my throat was not cooperating. The man was Henry's father, it became clear then, they looked so alike.

"We found it. It's a long story sir but we really need to see him." Skye helped out since I couldn't find my words.

"Who the hell are you?" the man was getting agitated. He was probably thinking that we were some reporters eager for a hot story about his dying son or worse, we were the ones that ran his car over. "Henry said that he understands...." I blurted out. "The reason why you never wanted him to go back to England. The reason why even after these long two years you didn't let him go....It's because you are scared. You're scared that without each other you'd both be alone..."

The man's face was mixture of shock and pain, tears where welling in his eyes.

"Who are you?" this time it was more of a plea.

"I'm the girl who is not ready to let him go."