Brad

Chapter 16:

This is the last chapter but I AM WRITING MORE BECAUSE WHEN I READ THIS BACK I REALIZED I LEFT AO MUCH OUT. I WILL BE ADDING A TON MORE! I WILL START WRITING THIS SOON BECAUSE I ALREADY HAVE SOOOO MANY GOOD IDEAS AND IT WONT BE ANYTHING LIKE AHS!!
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I still wonder why I have to be a smart elect all the time. My sarcasm just killed me and I just don't stop. I hear people talking but I can't move. I can feel my body and the cold basement floor but I don't have control of my body. I hear footsteps then someone grabs my hand. I hear crying and screaming.
"Chad!" Brad says.
"Yes sir?" He replies.
"Why?" I hear Brad ask.
"Because it would be sad if the person you loved died," he says. "And I love to see you sad Brad. I told you it was going to happen but her smart mouth made it faster than planned."
"Go away!" Brad yells.
"Would be a pleasure," Chad replies.
I feel something touch my hand again. I think I am being lifted because I don't feel the ground anymore. I feel warmth underneath me like I am in my bed or something. My eyes start to burn a little and I get the urge to open them. I slowly see light and I see that I am inside my room. I try to turn my head but I have severe pain.
"Stop," Brad says.
"I want to get up," I say.
"I'll help you," he says as he grabs my arm.
I get up slowly and I put my foot down on the floor. Everything is cold.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" I ask.
"Yeah," he says as he helps me to the restroom.
I look in the mirror and the expected bullet hole isn't there. I touch my head where it should of been. Right when I touch the spot I let out a scream.
"It might hurt a couple days," he says.
"Am I dead?" I ask.
"Yes," he says looking down. "I should of been here Rebecca. I am such an idiot. I knew he wanted to kill you but I let you be by yourself. I'm sorry."
"Im fine really," I say. "I mean I am dead but I'm okay. What about my parents? What am I going to tell them?"
"It will be fine,"Brad says.
"Are you kidding me? I am dead!" I say. "I am also in love with a guy that has killed people and probably wanted to kill me just like April. You just weren't fast enough were you Brad?"
"I was never going to hurt you," he says. "I have done bad things in the past but I honestly think you changed me."
"Don't get all cliché on me Brad," I say. "That is one thing I like about you is that you are not cliché with me."
"What am I suppose to do?" He says. "I am dying inside because I love you and you hate me."
"I don't hate you," I say.
"You don't love me either," Brad says.
"I just need sometime to think," I say. "I just died and you want me to confess my love for you."
"So you do love me," Brad says.
"Maybe I do," I say. "Maybe I love you but I don't want to because you're not who I thought you were."
I walk past Brad and he grabs my arm. He pulls me around and kisses me.
"Then tell me who you want me to be," he says.
"You have forever to figure it out," I say while walking away.
I go downstairs and into the kitchen. I freeze when I see my parents.
"Are you okay you look like you just saw a ghost," my mom says.
"Leave her alone she has had a long day," my dad says.
I give him a weird look.
"It's 7:30 in the morning, Charles," my mom says.
"Since when?" My dad ask.
"Since now," my mom says.
"Are you okay dad?" I ask.
"The coffee machine is broken," he says.
"Makes since of why you're acting weird," I say.
"Hey kid I think we are going to like it here," my mom says.
"I certain hope so," I say.
"You better get to school," mom says.
"Yes wouldn't want to miss anything important," I say while walking out of the kitchen.
I grab my car key and go to my car. I don't pull out of the drive way though. I just sit there and look at the house. I will probably be sick of this house in century. Just think if I hadn't of walked in on Brad's meeting with my mom that morning things would be so different. I would probably be alive, maybe even make a few friends at school. Brad changed my whole life and now I have forever with him. Is this a good thing who knows but I am about to find out.
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