Heaven & Hell

Chapter 7

Melody

I didn't know what had happened. Last time I spoke to Killian, I was begging him to back out before it was too late. Next thing I know, he has a gun in his hand, standing on the front step of my parents house. I begged him to leave, but he ignored me. It was as if he couldn't even hear me anymore. This wasn't like Killian.

"This is what needs to be done Melody." I was speechless. There was nothing I could say in time to stop him. Mere seconds after he spoke, he pulled the trigger. My father's guardian raced past me, towards the gate. Soon after, my hands shaking and body trembling, unable to move, I watched my mother fall to the ground as though I was looking through Killians eyes.

My voice failing me, my mother's guardian angel racing past, I fell to the ground. I fell to my knees and cried. Not a single sound, just tears. I didn't want my parents to die so soon, they deserved to live. Never mind the fact that there truly was no saving Killian from evil now. Killian had taken innocent lives and there was nothing I could have done.

"How? How could you?" I screamed as I stood back up, waiting for my parents to arrive. When I finally saw them, I hugged them both. They asked me who had killed me and I told them it wasn't Killians fault. I told them he was misguided in their deaths and promised to explain more later. With a nod from each of them, I raced out through the gate.

I flew back down to where Killian was and, for the first time ever, was relieved that I couldn't be seen. I walked around the house, keeping an eye out for Killian. When I found him, I clenched my fists. I was so angry at what he had done, but there was no way to turn back the clock. What was done was done and there was nothing that could be changed.

"Killian, I don't know why you did what you did, but please, stop now. I don't blame you. I know this isn't you. Don't tell me it's too late because I already know that, but it's not too late to stop before you hurt someone else who doesn't deserve to be hurt." I could only hop that he could hear me again. I didn't know if he could hear me anymore, but what he had done hurt me to the point that I didn't care anymore.

"You're right Melody, it is too late. I won't stop. I'm doing what needs to be done." My breath caught at his words. I couldn't understand what was happening. It was as if he could hear me, but not what I was saying. My efforts to get through to him seemed to only be making things worse so, I left.

I went back and hoped for the best, praying that things would turn around. I knew deep down that everything was ruined, that I would never get my best friend back, but this person, my charge, wasn't the person I left behind. The person I left behind had been replaced by someone completely different.

I sat for a while, just staring into nothingness, my mind wandering. I thought about what Beth and Drake had told me and I thought about my reaction to what Killian had done. They had to be wrong. If I was really the good then, I wouldn't have acted the way I did in life or in death. I know I wasn't following evil, but I most certainly wasn't the good.

I thought for a while longer and remembered what they had told me about my presence being an imprisonment of his soul and then I thought about how maybe that had a reaction to me as well. It was possible that my soul imprisoning his soul was also his soul imprisoning my own. There was always the possibility, but no guarantee. Nor was there anyone who could confirm anything that had been said.

I looked back down at Killian, my mind a blur. No matter how mad I was at him, nor how positive I was that my influence was making things worse, I couldn't stay away. Killian was my best friend and there was no way that I could stay away from him.