a date with the devil

1. the door

Aidens pov:

My hands on the steering wheel, the radio on, the sun shining bright.

My hearts beating fast.

I think he likes me. I hope at least.

My phone rings. Sofia.
I turn the radio off.

"Hey babe. How was your date?" Sofia's voice rings trough the car.

"It was niceee." I say.
"When can we go on a double date?"

"When that bastard awnsers my calls." Sofia says.

"So never?" I ask teasing.

"Ha ha." Sofia says dry.
"Where are you by the way?"

"I'm driving. I'm at Grove street right now." I say and turn left.

"Dude don't text and drive." She says.

"We're calling." I say.

"Ha ha." Sofia says in her sarcastic voice.
"Dude you should get a comedy award."

"I know right." I say and chuckle.

"Alright, call me when you're home." Sofia says.

She ends the call.

I put my phone down on the passenger seat.

Not even ten seconds later I get a text.
From Daniel.

Oh my God! He texts right after our date! That's a good sign right?

I try to read it but its too far.

I lean to my side to grab it.

I loose control over the wheel.

It all goes so fast. A tree. A willow tree.

A fucking willow tree. That's what kills me.

And I fucking love willow trees.

But doesn't matter now.

Right now, I'm still breathing. But I'm not alive.

I'm in a white room. Or maybe it's a void?

What ever it is, it's whiter than the dance floor when the macarena is on.

I see a silhouette coming down.

It's... Sofia! She is glowing, must be the lighting. Damn, she would take so much selfies here.

"Sofia!" I exclaim.

"I'm sorry dear. I'm not Sofia. I'm here to help you make  your decision. I look like someone you love so you won't feel lonely in your first moments." She says.

"Okay, where am I?" I ask.

"The after life. I'm here so you can choose based on your religion." She says.

"You lived your life as a christian so you get to choose between heaven and hell." She says.

Then it hit me. I read an article about someone who was in a coma and 'dreamt' they where in heaven. Yeah, that must be it. I'm in a coma! I'm not dead!

"How did I die?" I ask. I'll just play the part. It's better than to stay here.

"A car crash. You didn't get to see the text did you?" Sofia asks.

"No, I didn't. I know it's from Daniel tho." I say.

"Hey Aiden. I had fun on our date. Too bad they got my order wrong. Looks like we have to do it over sometime. Can I pick you up at 7 this thursday?" Daniels voice echoes trough my ears.