Worth Saving

Chapter 1

Everything went wrong after I died.

Now, you might be asking, "Don't you mean before you died?"

No, I do not... Anyway, the second I realized something was wrong was when I woke up in a morgue. At first, I thought I was still in the hospital. But when did the hospital beds become long, metal tables? Then I remembered a tiny, insignificant fact: I died!

"Adalyn Portman." At that moment, not only did I realize that I wasn't alone, but also, I was naked. Thank goodness I had a white cloth covering my body.

After staring at the dude that came out of nowhere for seconds, he pointed at a table in a corner. "You can use your burial clothes for now."

"This outfit is a more believable cause of death than my accident." I looked at it with incredulity. The lace-designed, long, and black skirt was like something from the 19th century. And not in that cute, vintage way. The shirt wasn't any better, either.

"Pieces of fabric as the bane of a young teenager?" the sandy blonde guy squinted at me. "Impossible."

"Evidently, you don't know much about fashion," I glanced at his ugly trench coat. "10 points for the Castiel look, though you're more of a Dean. And no peeking!"

"What's wrong with that?" he gestured to the burial clothes that I was now wearing.

"I mean, I'm no fashion expert," I smoothed down my red hair. As if that would help. "But this skirt doesn't match with this shirt. Actually, this skirt doesn't go with anything."

"You can change into something else when we're away from this place," the hazel eyed man told me.

"Before I forget, why am I alive?"

"You can also ask questions later," he took hold of my wrist. "Right now, we have to go before someone comes back."

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BW_623: Hope y'all enjoy this new chapter!