Memories

Gone forever

Hey! So I am starting a new story! Shoutout to candybunny89 because she, the amazing person she is, helped me come up with the story! I think this will be in only Eden's POV but don't hold me to that! Sorry if there are spelling mistakes, and I'm not sure what my update schedule is because school is a botch! Also, another shoutout to Denkichu because when coming up with the story we bugged him a lot, sorry. Also, one last shoutout to Cat_Charles_ because she needs to read my story! Warning this book has horrible swearing, I do not mean anything that I wrote in the book ex. Calling people faggot! There will be a lot of fandom references and some of the characters are based off of characters from fandoms! Anyway on with the story!

With all due respect,
SwimmerMage15

"I'm sorry but once a person is placed in a realm they cannot be moved." The council bot said. "Alright, thank you for your time." I say with a slight sound of anger. "Be careful Eden, if it is found out that you have visited over 80 times this month then you will be sent to purgatory." She warns. "I'll be careful." I say.

"So? How'd it go?" Alex asks, taking out her lollipop, bubblegum like always. "Not so great. I'll try again tomorrow." I say in a glumly voice. "Hey we'll get him out someday, don't you worry." She says, "Now let's go!" Zipping up our water suits since it was raining out we head over to our mortar bikes. Mine looks like bumblebee from RWBY, and hers looked like Kirito's from SAO.

"Race you home?" She asks, she always knows just how to cheer me up. "You're on!" I shout. We take off zipping by cars on the race lane. In heaven you have the option to go in the race lane. All you have to do is put in your destination and boom, one race track ready to go.

"Aw, you won." Alex 'the two year old' said. "Yea well bumblebee is pretty fast." I say patting her. I start to take off my wet suit. She says, "I miss Max." She sighs. "I hope she's alright." When Alex was alive, she had a girlfriend named Max, Alex was highly suicidal, and one day she just couldn't handle her life. She killed herself, in an attempt to make things better, but it was short lived. Shortly after Max found out she killed herself too, in fear of being unable to live without her. I love their relationship, its so open and dependent on each other. However she didn't exactly fit the heaven mold. So we're in the exact same situation, we both moped for weeks and when we met we bonded and decided that we would find a way to get them back. We live together my room looks like the one that I shared with Tyler, and her's looked like Max's, they never shared a house. And then we have the art studio where I paint and then she writes about them in her story. She's never let me read it, she's only read the descriptions to me. Just to clarify, me and Alex would never be in a relationship because she is a lesbian and I am hella gay. We are nothing more than siblings.

I can't sleep so I head to the studio and see Alex in there. "Can't sleep either?" She pesters, not looking up from her book, glasses slipping down her nose. "Yea, I was just gonna paint, is that okay?" I ask, she always lets me in, I've never seen her so shaken up. "You need to talk?" I ask. She starts balling her eyes out, rubbing her eyes and pushing up her glasses. "I miss-I miss Ma-Max so, *sniff* much!" She says collapsing onto her desk. "Hey, come here." I say. She walks over. I lift up her shirt a bit and grab a sharpie. She sits on the stool in front of me. Drawing on her always winds (I dunno how to spell it) her down. I take my sharpie and start to draw angel wings on her back.It was only mere minutes before she was done, and fast asleep. Carrying her bridal style I carefully carry her into my room. Setting her on my bed, I tuck her in and kiss her forehead. I guess I treat her like my little sister is because I feel like I failed my little brother. I should have been better, but I wasn't, and this is my way to atone for it.

I wake up at one in the morning. I'm so bored, guess I should head to the studio. I grab a blank canvas and a pencil. I start drawing it ends up looking like Alex, but adding the final touches she looks like an angel, she had beautiful white wings and flowing hair. I grab my paint and check the time,three in the morning, meh it's not too early. I continue to paint. I use the right pink for her hair, giving it the perfect ombré effect. Her wings are black, she's always wearing black and it complements her hair perfectly. But seeing her in white, she looks beautiful. Finally I fix the background, a huge beautiful sunset on the water. She's absolutely beautiful. It's five and I decide to hide the painting to give to her on her birthday, November 15, she's a scorpio. I'm a Scorpio as well, my birthday is October 22. I walk to my bedroom, and make a makeshift bed on the ground, and jsut life that I drift off to a bone-shattering nightmare.

~~~Dream~~~

"Tyler I like you in a boyfriend kind of way." I confess blushing madly. "Wow faggot i didn't know I lived with a creep." His voice shatters my heart to a million pieces. "Move Out. I don't wanna live with a faggot." He says. "Okay." I whisper while my eyesight goes blurry. Suddenly there is a crowd around me. "Die! Die! Die! Die!" They chant, over and over and over. "Well, well, well, look who we have here." Tyler says, except this time his voice is raspy instead of the sweet honey voice he always has. His eyes pierce me like daggers made of ice. He is no longer the Tyler I know, he's told me about something that happens when he can't control himself. He becomes a monster, and honestly the scariest monsters people ever face are the ones they love.

After this transition all there is, is a gun on the table with a spotlight on it. A bright light pieces my eyes blinding me momentarily. A hooded figure is behind the light. "Hello Eden," whomever it is says, "Would you like to die? Because that can be arranged. Ah, the sweet release of death. I remember when I took my first victim of it. She was beautiful, but a wicked woman at heart. But this is about you, not her." He says, his voice sneering at the end as he continues. "But I don't think you want to die, no, you like it, in fact you crave the chaos of living. You don't just want it, you don't crave it, your obsessed with it. You need it so bad. You love it. In front of you, you can break the habit of this addiction but remember the cost. You may die, but the poor sweet Tyler you love, he'll go too." And with that he disappeared, voice lingering. The light on me is gone, only the spotlight remains. I slowly reach out for the gun. Then, I'm shaken awake before I could do anything.

Hey so what did you think of my first chapter? Should Alex end up with Max? Should Tyler and Eden meet up? Will Eden tell Alex about his dream? Who knows! Thanks for reading!