Aftershock

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                 Words cannot describe what I am feeling right now. Perhaps relieved? I felt like I had been rid of a small fraction of my troubles. Only a little. So much still remained. I also felt thankful to both Jericho and myself. To myself: for letting my walls fall. To Jericho: for caring about me and not walking away like so many others have done. I glanced down at my wrist and remembered the event. I couldn't help but smiled as I sat across from Angela on my bed. We sat facing each other with our legs crossed. Her large dark doe eyes stared at me intently. Her dark hair fell in multiple ringlets. She wore a raspberry red scope cut neckline dress with floral lace skirt. When I look at this beautiful girl... my heart sinks. No matter how many times I ignore it or talk to her I can't help but remember that she's dead. It pains me to think that my best friend is one day going to move on and I will be alone.

         "So?" she egged me on. My mind was ripped from my train of thoughts when she spoke.

         "So what?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes and said,

         "What happened with Jericho?" she said.

         "Oh," I said. Looking down at my lap.

         ""I told him about well...." I trailed off. She raised her eyebrow at me and smiled.        

 "About what?" she asked me.          

"About- He saw my bruises so I told him how I got them. The truth, I mean." I said.          

"That's good." I heard her say. I looked at her in shock.          

"What?" I asked her. She sighed and said,        

 "Avery, if you haven't noticed... I'm dead. There isn't much I can do to help you. I know that it kills you to do all this alone. You need to come to terms with the fact that I'm not human."  My heart clenched at her words. I hung my head not wanting to accept the fact she was dead. I wasn't ready to face it.

         "You were human." I said under my breath.

         "This isn't about me this is about you trusting him." She said. My eyes drifted up to look at her.

         "Am I ready?" I asked my elf out load. She smiled at me and said,

         "You need to. In more ways than one. I said this earlier, I can see things you can't. Trust me Avery, you need to trust him." She told me. That's the thing... I don't know if I can." I told her.

         "What do you mean?" She said in almost a whisper.

         "I'm blind to him." I told her.

         "Well isn't that a good thing? At least for a while?" She asked me. I must admit this did comfort me.

         "Is it?" I asked her doubtfully. She sighed and said,

         "It depends on how you look at it. It may seem hard to trust him because of it, but it might be the only time you will have to trust him. Meaning no more of the freaky Long Island Medium crap." I laughed at that. I gently fell backwards on my bed and relaxed as I stared up at the ceiling.

         "Maybe your right." I whispered. After a long silence she spoke again.

         "Another thing... There are things about him that I want to tell you but it's not my place to. He's going to tell you soon and when he does you need to believe him." She said.

        "Again with the trust?" I sarcastically asked her.

       "Trust me your going to need a lot of it with him." She said. After that it was silent once more. My mind danced around with thoughts. I could see Jericho, I could see what he was doing right now. I saw him sitting on a large couch with a small girl on his lap that looked about four. I then saw Ashlin who was sitting by herself surrownded by books simply reading. I then remembered the look on Angelas face when she saw Ashlin the other day. 

       "Angela," I said. 

       "Yes?" She answered back. 

       "How do you know Ashlin?" I asked her. 

       "I use to babysit her until she moved away." She told me. 

       "I think you should talk to her." I finally said. 

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(A/N: Yes yes I know its short but I needed to end it there. Also sorry for the long wait :( I had a bad case of stomach flu meets writers block. anyway what did you think? I'm running out of ideas so I would love to hear your guys' story line ideas about what should happen in the next chapter. Thanks for reading! )

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