Red Boundary Lines

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Narrator's POV

Adrain sighed for the hundredth time that day. It was Faith's funeral. Her family was flying in from Dallas to be there. Well, except her dad. While going through her stuff, her mom had found that she had planned on dying earlier that year, and had written a will. She put Adrain in it after the met again. He got her CDs, her anime, and her notebooks. Her brother got her video games. Her sister got all her stuffed animals, and any of the clothes she wanted. Her parents got everything else. She requested to be buried in her black dress with the white dog tooth skulls, and her combat boots. They straightened and teased her hair. Put charcoal eyeliner and red lipstick on her. Even put blush on. She almost looked alive, except for the fact that she was paler than usual. He started to bawl at the sight of her in that coffin, a signal white rose in her folded hands. He put a picture of the two of them in there with her. She looked so peaceful. Like a sleeping angel. He wished that's what she was. instead of.... The service was short, and the burial quick. His last good bye was brief. A swift kiss on her ice cold lips and a last I Love You, before the nailed the coffin shut. His angel, his princess, his kitten, his cupcake, his lover, his life. Gone. Dressed up. In a coffin. Six feet under a pile of dirt. Dead. All because he was a stupid, pathetic idiot. And now she's gone. Because of the lines. Because of those stupid red boundary lines.

Meanwhile, in Heaven...

"Faith, wakey wakey." a calm, soothing voice whispered in Faith's ear. Her eyes shot open instantly. She thought she'd never hear that voice again. "L-Little Granny?" Faith whispered, unsure of her own voice. she turned her head, and sure enough, there she was. Her Little Granny. She had only been eight when she died. And now here she was again. Same soft, caring smile. Same bright, shining eyes, that held so much wisdom and wonder. But she wasn't bald anymore. She had soft brown hair that went to her mid back. She was wearing a white gown, the sleeves open and flowing. "Faith, honey, we've been waiting for you! Oh, but you can't stay long, either. My, what a fine young lady you've become! I've missed you so much!" she stated, sitting next to the young girl. "Can't stay long? What to do mean I can't stay long? I'm dead, aren't I?" Faith asked. "Yes, dear, you very much are dead. But you get a second chance. My, what an honor. You know, not everyone has a Completive Twin." she replied. "A what twin?"

"A Completive Twin. You see, some people are destined to die at a young age, like you. But, not all people end there. You see, we all have this part inside of us, a second personality. But, some people's depart from them when the soul sorting takes place, at the beginning of every new life. Their second personality while share many things in common with them. Like hair color, eye color, face, birthdate, even first name. But their second personality will be different in many ways, too.

"While you are head strong, and out going, your second will be shy and meek. You two will most likely share the same interest, such as music and books, bit your styles will be different. Anyways, when you or her dies, The other instantly goes into a coma until the other can join them in the remaining body. Your souls will then be intertwined into one again. She will then be lead back to the people you knew, and will remember what happened to you. You will help her lake the right decisions after that." Faith nodded, getting the gist of it. but, before she could answer, she was overcome by a bright light.

On Earth, inside Faith's old school front office...

"Faith Lillith Flournoy, you get back up the floor right now you worthless brat!" Faith's adopted mother screamed, after signing her in. Faith got up as quickly as possible, but she felt weird. Almost like the other half of her soul had been found...