Prologue

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Prologue

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Have you ever wondered about what it was like to die? Well, I assume you have.

I'm going to tell you right now that it's not as bad as it seems. It hurts, depending on what you're dying from, then...nothing.

Did I forget to introduce myself? Oops! Well, I'll do that later!

I myself have died. I died from an overdose on pills. Allow me to tell you the story!

I had just found out my boyfriend, Daniel, had cheated on me with my best friend. It hurt, I'll tell you! It hurt like a bullet to the chest. I was devastated!

I was watching Daniel kiss her, right there in the park across from my house. Right in front of my own eyes! A million thoughts crowded my head as I watched. I'll list a few.

How dare that son of a pickle!

How could he do this to me?

Why would he do this to me?

Ouch. This hurts.

I can't believe this.

Why would my best friend do this?

The list goes on and on, my friend.

I wanted to do something terrible to them, but I didn't. The voices living inside my head told me not to.

The voices always helped me by giving me advice. Although, I didn't know where they came from. All I knew was that I started hearing them when I turned fifteen.

Anyways, as I watched them go at it, I wanted to die. I averted my eyes and ran away sobbing.

When I reached my house, I went and locked myself in the bathroom.

Leaning against the sink, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked really bad.

My dull blue eyes drooped, and there were smears of make up all over my nose and eyes. The sparkle that was in them vanished. I looked ill.

My silky brown hair seemed to be like the rest of my body; sick looking.

I wanted to end it all right there! So, I opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of pain killers. I popped the lid off and poured about the whole thing into the palm of my pale hand.

I brought my shaking hand to my mouth then promptly dumped them all into my mouth at once.

It's almost over, I thought.

I chewed them up. It was painful, and my cries were muffled by the bunches of pills.

When I was down to just two, there was a knock on the front door.

Knock knock.

Silence.

Knock knock.

Silence.

Knock knock.

It got quiet again. The front door creaked open. I bit down and yelled out.

Before I knew it, there was someone outside the bathroom door.

"Star?" he yelled. Danny. Excuse me. Daniel.

I broke down again. I slid down the door then laid down. I swallowed the last two pills.

"Star!" Unlock the door!" he shouted.

It was too late for me. My stomach was starting to hurt.

I slowly reached up and turned the lock. The door opened, and Daniel was at my side. He was crying. He pulled my head into his lap, then leaned down and kissed me softly.

"I'm sorry, Star," he said. He caressed my cheek.

Why did I do it?

"You ch-cheater," I whispered. His hand felt nice against my cold skin. I leaned into him.

"Star," he whispered. "What did you do?" He paused, and realization crossed his face. "Did you..."

I nodded.

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed the hospital.

I felt incredibly sick. I shot up and began heaving. I didn't want to die!

Daniel was talking quickly into the phone. I didn't pay attention to what he was saying. I was too busy screaming about the pain in my stomach.

Was this what it felt like to give birth?

He hung up the phone and pulled me to him. He laid my head on his chest and I listened to his rapid heartbeat.

I was breathing heavily and sweating.

"You're fine. You're fine. Everything's going to be okay," the voices told me.

I coughed and closed my eyes.

This couldn't be it, right? It was.

My vision was darkening. How had the pills worked so quickly?

I knew I was about to die, so I wanted to make my last words count.

"I love you," I whispered. I reached up and put my hand on Daniel's cheek.

He nodded. "I love you, too," he said.

With my last ounce of energy, I pulled his face to mine and pressed my lips to his. He pulled me closer and pulled away. He cupped my face in his hands. "Just look at me," he said. "Only me. It's going to be okay," he whispered.

His words sounded distant. I felt dizzy. I didn't even have the energy to cry.

My entire body was trembling. I kissed him again, but kept my eyes open. I stared into his emerald green eyes. They were still red from crying.

The last thing I saw were those beautiful eyes. My world went black, and all I heard were sirens and Daniel yelling, "Star! I love you..."

I love you too, Daniel," were my last thoughts as I plunged into the darkness.

But as you can see, I'm here talking to you. How could I do that when I'm dead? Well, you see...

I am Star Rose Willams, and I am an Angel In Training.

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