Shooting Star

Bonus Chapter

Hah! You thought it was the end? Well, yeah probably but still! I would never make a sad ending. I'm too emotional for that stuff. Anyway, it's a short chapter but, a chapter nonetheless. I hope you forgive me.

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On top of a hill was a single gravestone. It sat alone under a blossom tree. Scott had always wanted to be buried there and now he was. He was a 24 year old buried 6 feet deep in a 5 foot coffin.

In front of the gravestone were flowers. Some dead from time passing, some new from people who were still grieving, and some that just decided, 'hey I think I'll grow over a dead person'.

In the darkness of the cold December night, a siloutete could be seen kneeling in front of the grave.

William smiled as he looked down at the grave. He didnt believe in spirits and ghost but maybe...maybe he could believe it. Just to talk to Scott. He placed a hand on the gravestone. "Scott..." he trailed off, not being able to ask if the other was there.

Seconds turned into minutes of silence. William got up and turned around. "Dont you know standing on a ghost grave will upset them?" Scott asked. Wills  eyes widened and his throat went dry. Scott folded his arms. "Well? You're the one who wanted me here. Say something," he turned his head away and whispered, "Please."

William laughed with joy. He knew he woulnt be able to hug Scott, but seeing him- seeing him was enough. Seeing his bright face, his silky black hair, his coffee brown eyes, his- everything.

It was all enough.

"Oh my God you look so...not dead!" Will examined the ghost? spirit? In front of him. Scott smiled, flattered. "I know, right!"

Scott began to walk, motioning Will to follow. William caught up with him. Scott was smiling like a child and Will was a few feet behind, trying to catch his breath.

Will called Scott's name. He turned to face the purple male he had adored for so long. William smiled and now motioned Scott. "C'mon you idiot! I have a lot to show you!"

So they went. They visited Jeremy, who now lives in his own house. At first, he was freaking out at the sight of a ghost. Then he cried tears of joy after realizing it was Scott.

"Heya Jeremy! Did you miss me?" Scott smiled at his best co-worker, his best friend, a son. Jeremy's eyes widened. He smiled and laughed, tears of joy falling down his face. "S-Scotty! I'm so g-glad you're h-he-here!"

Scott examined his friend, and rose a brow. "You're not stuttering as much. Are you going to speech therapy?" He asked, a teasing smile spread across his lips. Jeremy shyly nodded. He faced Will. "You h-have to tell M-Mike! H-he'll freak o-out!"

So they did. Scott waved by at Jeremy and followed William to Mike's house. Instead of knocking William opened the door and went right in. "Mike!" He called, his voice dripping with excitement like a fangirl writing fanfiction.

Said boy came down the stairs and stopped short. His eyes landed on Scott. Will could hear his heartbeat as the two stared at each other. Finally, Scott spoke. "I'm not haunting, just visiting." Mike continued to stare, then snapped out of it.

More tears of joy. Huh. Didnt know the asshole could do that. "Did ya miss me?" Scott asked, teasingly. Mike ran down the stairs and tried to hug Scott. He failed and fell through him, falling face first into the floor.

Scott felt a tingle go through his ghost body. "Yeah, uh, I dont know if you Remember, but I'm kinda... dead now." He laughed and looked at himself. He was able to see through his hand which meant he was fading.

"I have to go." He said sadly. William nodded and walked out of the house. He silently pleaded for Scott to stay, but judging by the fading and sadness of Scott, it looked like he really was going to go.

They arrived back at the gravestone from before, Scott now almost completely transparent. He looked at William. "Hey! Hey! Dont cry. I'm fine. I'm happy now, it's okay, Will." Scott tried to cheer him up, but couldn't. His own voice was dripping with sadness.

He was almost gone.

"William?" He asked, looking into the others eyes.

"Yeah Scotty?" He stared back, eyes focused on nothing but Scott.

"I love you."

Scott was gone. In placement of him was nothing. Just air. William sighed and smiled at the grave in front of him.

"I love you too, Scott."