Here we are (sequel to Where Did He Go)

Einz

He was walking across the street, looking into his lover's eyes, a smile grazing both of their faces. A flash of light spread throughout his vision as his body was crushed and his heart beat for the last time.

His vision was covered by the purest colour of white he had ever seen. His lover's soft, smiling face replaying in his mind. He smiled thinking of his boyfriend. His thoughts were interrupted as colour filled his vision. Now, all he saw was black. His now crystal blue eyes were opened, but it was very dark where he was. He started panicking. Hyperventilating, a panic attack formed.

"Evan!" He heard. The voice was so familiar. Jared, he thought. "Evan, calm down. I'm here, it's okay."

His breathing slowed as he felt a hand grasp his own. "Jared!" Evan cried out in joy. He tried to hug his boyfriend, but it was cramped. He could barely move. He realized that he was in a tight space, causing his claustrophobia to go wild.

"What happened? Why are we in this box!" Evan cried out, panicking once more.

Jared gasped. "Evan, do you remember what happened?" Evan nodded in reply. "We were hit by a truck. We..." Jared paused, "we died."

Evan gasped in realization. "We're dead."

"But somehow," Jared continued for him, "we're conscious." Jared paused once more, the two of them entering a nervous silence. "HOLY SHIT! We're zombies! Or ghosts! Or something!" Jared screeched. Evan covered his ears. "Wait! If we're ghosts, then if we concentrate hard enough, then we should be able to fly right out of our coffin!"

Jared took Evan's hand and thought as hard as he could. He imagined being lighter than air. He imagined existing, but not existing. He imagined being less dense that anything. He imagined just floating through the coffin and through the dirt.

He opened his cotton candy pink eyes. He looked for Evan first. Once he spotted his lover, he saw that they were in a graveyard. "Evan, babe, we did it!"

Evan opened his eyes and whispered, "wow"

What they saw though, was heartbreaking. Connor was sobbing on the ground. Samuel and Charles were hugging each other and holding little Sam close. They were both crying and Sam was just confused. Steven was playing a sad song on the piano as Christa and Rynn played their guitars and sang. Jared's uncle, Al, was standing with his hand hiding his face. Heidi was nowhere to be seen.

Evan felt tears fall down his face, disappearing before they touched the ground. Jared was in the same state. "I wanna see Connor."

"Evan, are you sure?" Jared questioned. Evan took a deep breath in and nodded.

They walked towards Connor. As they approached near him, they heard the words he was muttering under his breath.

"Evan, I'm so sorry. I should've helped you. I can't believe that this happened. That I let this happen. Jared, I was the reason you ran away, wasn't I? I told Evan not to worry about you. I told him not to go after you. I knew you loved him. I knew he loved you, but I love him. I always will. But now, I know I fucked up. I can't do anything now. I'm fucking useless. I can't erase my mistakes. Oh god..."

They both looked at him with pity and sadness. "Jared, I can't listen to this anymore, let's go somewhere else." Jared nodded in agreement as they walked away. Jared quickly ran towards his parents and brother.

"But uncle Sammy! Uncle Charlie! Why would they put them in the ground? Won't they be scared?" Sam questioned. Neither of the two could answer their nephew.

"Mom! Dad! Sam!" He cried out. Seeing his family so sad hurt him so much. "I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have been so dumb and blind! I should've been more careful! Please know that I'm okay! That I'm here! I'm right here!" Jared broke down.

Sammy looked up at Jared. "Jare-bear! You're here! I'm so glad they didn't actually bury you! I thought you might die!" He spotted Evan next. "Evey! You're here too!" He gave them both a huge hug, to which they hugged back, very confused.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched the young boy, wondering, "what?"

Steven quickly walked over to Sam and grabbed his shoulder, leading him away from the others. Evan and Jared followed. Steven turned to the three of them, flicking his black hair out of his face and clearing his throat. "I bet you three are confused,"

Jared and Evan nodded while Sam replied, "Well now I am"

Steven just continued, "but I will explain what's going on. I am an expert on the darkness of the undead and I am a ghostologist. You two are clearly spirits, and you, young Samuel, are what we call a medium. You can see and communicate with the dead, specifically, ghosts or spirits. Now, one may ask, 'what is the difference between a ghost and a spirit?' Well, ghosts become ghosts for revenge or unfinished business, while spirits are more like guardian angels, who watch over their friends and family from when they were alive. Now, you may be asking yourselves, 'Now what are we going to do?' Well, my dear friends, we are going to keep this secret outside of our little 'club'. Sammy, you must try to keep this a secret. Mediums like you and me are rare and oppressed. If you tell people or make it obvious, they'll only make you feel bad. People don't understand people like us. They won't believe you. Not even your uncles. I'm sorry but, I don't want you to experience the same abuse I did. And you two spirits! You just watch over whoever you want to. You can actually interact with real objects, but you can't interact with any people except mediums. Evan, I'm worried, I haven't seen your mother since y'all died. If you want to track her, just concentrate on all your memories with her. You should be able to sense where she is, and fly to her. You could teleport, but you guys just became spirits, so that might be a little complicated. We'll meet at Mangovski's Clothing and More once a week on uhhhh Tuesdays. We can meet there and just hang out the rest of the day. Sound good?"

The spirits and the medium just sat there, astonished at how much Steven had just said. They nodded in agreement.
"Alright," Steven spoke once more. "Y'all have to find Heidi, and we have a funeral to attend. See ya tomorrow guys!"