Eternal Love

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Lucy
January 2018

I don't remember much of Lola's birthday after the party. There was too much going on in my body and mind. The antidepressants, the weed, the alcohol. Everything was mixing together and forming a cloud over my mind. I couldn't even think straight. It's like I was on autopilot and just cruising in my own body.

All I remember before waking up in an all-white room in a white outfit was the number of pills I had taken. I took two at five in the morning when Luke woke me up because he couldn't sleep. Two at seven in the morning. Two more around noon. Two more when Wally asked me about it when we were smoking. Four at the club. And the last two before Luke joined me in the shower. That was fourteen pills in one day. What was I thinking?

"Yes. What were you thinking, Lucy?" A deep voice makes me turn around. Behind me is a seven-foot tall man. But he isn't just any man— he is a beautiful, chocolate man with the most perfect white teeth I've ever seen and an outstanding bald head. Bald heads aren't usually my thing, but this man— this being made it look extremely beautiful.

"I know who you are," I say and he smiles. "My mom and aunts told me about you. You're Gabriel. God's archangel."

"It's nice to meet you in person, Lucy. I've been watching over you all of your life." Gabriel smiles at me.

"Oh. I get it. I hit my head somewhere in between getting out of the shower and getting in bed. Or I'm dreaming. Yup. I'm dreaming. This is all a joke because God isn't real and there's no guardian angel watching me." I scoff at the idea and the beautiful man frowns.

"You are not dreaming and you did not hit your head...leaving the bathroom," he waves his hand and a rip appears the white nothingness between us. "Look here, Lucy."

I look into the rip and see Luke standing in a hospital with my parents, Lola, and his mom. Lola is crying loudly while Luke has bitter tears streaming down his face. "What's going on? Why are they in a hospital? Where am I? Why is Lola crying? Why is Luke mad?"

"You are in there," he points at the hospital room door. I look through the large window beside the door and see doctors and nurses surrounding... my body. "You overdosed, Lucy. Bunny is crying because she knows her mother is hurt. Luke is mad because he feels like he let you overdose."

"Th-that's not true. I'm just sleep. And...and this is just a really bad dream. This isn't even real. There is no way that God— who also isn't real— has sent His archangel to me while I'm dying in front of my loved ones. Nah, this isn't real." I shake my head and try to convince myself as I start to hear the heart monitor in the hospital room beep faster and faster.

"If this wasn't real would we all be here?" I look up to see a man and two women with a little boy. The man and older woman look like my aunts and mom while the younger woman looks like my siblings and me. I can't see the small toddler's face.

"Who are you? You don't make this any less fake because I don't know who you are." I shake my head. What kind of bad dream is this?

"I'm Jackson Davidson. This is my wife Maria Ashley Wallace. That's our granddaughter Vanessa Ashley Wallace-Tresvant. And that's our great grandson Louis James Boyd." The man speaks up.

"Wallace? Tresvant? Boyd? Wow. How high and drunk was I? Damn. I must be dead to the world." I shake my head.

"No, but you're almost dead to the world." Maria Ashley points to the rip.

The doctors are frantically trying to save me but my heartbeat is getting faster and I'm not responding. They start preparing for the worst. I feel my chest start to burn until Gabriel taps the rip and everything pauses. The pain stops.