He Saved Me

Chapter Four

I wrapped one leg around the window pane and pressed both hands against the center, taking deep, even breaths and trying not to shif too much. I closed my eyes for a second, forcing myself to stay calm. When I opened them again, I looked down and was greeted with wet grass and the sound of rain clattering against the roof. It wasn't the first time I'd snuck out through the window, but it was the first time since Cody died.

After one more breath, I threw the other leg around and let out a small girly sound when I started to fall. I grabbed onto the edge and my lower body fell and hung in the air. I closed my eyes and muttered, "Why the hell did I decide to do this?" before letting go and falling. I landed on my toes, barlely making a sound and looked up at the house to see if any lights had come on. Nada.

I was free, at least for a couple of hours.

I let out a laugh and ran to the car, covering my hair so that the rain didn't make it any frizzer than it always was and strarted the Jeep. It rolled out of the driveway smoothly and started to turn left, as if it knew where I wanted to go.

I drove more on instict than directions, and I found myself at the graveyard a couple of minutes later. I was breathing heavy, and I slumped in my seat. The last time I was here.....

I burried my head in between my knees. My jeans stuck to my thighs and would probably leave a rash later, but I didn't care. It was cold, and I shivered. My eyes peeped up, and I saw the grave that was buried neatly a foot away from where I was sitting. "I'm so sorry," I cried out. "Dammit Cody I am so sorry."

"Talking to ghosts now?" A voice said from behind and I turned to see a shilloutte walking. Lauren sat down next to me. For once, she didn't look perfect. Her short blonde hair was sticking to her face and her eyes were rimmed with red. She kind of looked like a zombie. A really, really pretty zombie.

I'd always wished that I could look more like Lauren. She was everything that every girl wanted to be...pretty, popular, funny, nice, smart. She wasn't that popular mean bitch that you could hate either, she was actually a decent person which made it ten times worse. If she was a slut, then it would be okay to talk about her behind her back and guys wouldn't be quite as obbsessed. But she wasn't. Sure, sometimes she was bossy and annoying and full of herself, but she wasn't a bitch.

"Don't say that," I answered, not looking at her but at the grave.

Lauren looked at me, and her pretty green eyes widened. "What?" she asked, and her voice was so small. Like she was a little girl lost in a big bad world, and didn't have a clue what to do to get back to her mommy again.

"Don't call him a ghost."

Lauren opened her mouth but no sound came out. "Karly...." she said slowly, but her voice got lost somewhere.

"Don't okay? Just dont."

She nodded and shut her mouth.

I laughed. "The world is so damn cruel, Lauren. Why does God always kill off the good people? I should have died. Or even you, or Brandon, or Derek. We're all bastards, let's get real. But Cody. Cody was about as innocent and sweet as a human can get. It's always the good one. It's always the good people." My chest shook as if it was being attacked, "It should have been me!"

Lauren shook her head. "Don't say that Karly. Don't you ever fucking say that. I don't know if God is real, but if He is then he kept you on this world for a reason. Maybe he killed Cody because..."

"Why?! Why the hell would He have a reason to kill someone like Cody?"

"Maybe he needed another angel. Maybe Cody's up there now, looking down at us, thinking 'Karly really needs to stop crying over me. I'll see her against someday.'"

Another angel. That, that I could beilve. I never used to think that Heaven was a real place, but I hoped that it was, because Cody didn't deserve to just rot in the ground. He deserved to be an angel.

"Maybe he's your gaurdian angel," Lauren said.

I shook my head. "God wouldn't do that to him."

We sat in silence for a while, listening to the wind and my occasional sounds of sobs whenever I looked directly at the grave. "You'll always have me you know," Lauren said, and her voice didnt seem so small anymore.

"I know," I answered.

"Now give me the gun before you do something stupid, Karly."

I inhaled. How could she possibly know? But I reached out, and I felt my hands touch the cold black metal that was pushed into the side of my jeans. I pulled it out and slowly handed it to her.

"Now," Lauren said. "Let's get the hell out of here."

That was the first time that I had ever felt really connected to Lauren. But it was also the last time that I talked to her.

I flung the door open, needing to get the hell out of the jeep and into the night. The air bit at my skin but I didn't really care. I ran, tripping over myself. I got to his grave and let out a cry that sounded inhuman even to my ears and mixed in with the whisting wind, creating a noise so horrible that I wanted to curl up in a ball and cover my ears.

"Karly."

My eyes flew open and I looked to my right. The air flickered and shimmered, like it was dancing and I caught sight of shaggy dark blonde hair. A laugh cut through my cry.

My footsteps echoed against the rain as I ran after him. The air would glimmer, sparkle, shine. It was like the oxygen that lived around the world was coming to life. The world would move, dance, scream. Cody was making it move. For me.

"Cody!" I screamed. "Cody!" I followed him through the forest, tripping over weeds and branches and cutting up my arms and legs. "Cody!"

"Sssssssshhh, Karlaaay. Ssssssshhhhhhh."

He stopped, and the air continued to come to life right in front of my eyes. I fell over, gasping and heaving, and cried, "Don't leave me."

Another laugh, blending in with the rain and the wind and the storm and the thunder and the lightning, so, so many sounds, so many words, so many sensations. It's really a shame not all of them were good.

"Go, Karlaaay. You have to get away from me."

"Please, stay. Cody, stay. Stay!"

The air shifted, shooting to the left and I leaped to my feet, desperate not to lose what I may have left of him in this moment of ghosts and spirits. "I can't, Karlaaaay. Sorry. I love you."

"Cody please! PLEASE!"

"I love you."

The air died again.

I fell over, landing hard on a oak tree root and my breathe left me in a hurry. I coughed and cried. He was right there, right there, right there. Talking to me.

You have to get away from me.

I love you.

It may have been just my imagintion and my mind wandering from the land of sanity to dreams and illusions, but I didn't care.

Maybe he really was my gaurdian angel.

The flashback where Lauren stopped Karly from killing herself was based off of a scene from this new TV show that I like called Revolution. I don't know if any of you've seen it but if you have and you were like "whaaaa the heeell?" then yeah, you know(: what did you guys think? do you think that Cody's ghost actually came back to tell Karly that she should leave him and that he loves her or do you think that Karly's just cray cray? Do you think he's her guardian angel? What do you think about Lauren?

Please comment! Every chapter I'm going to start dedicating the chapter to some random reader, so please, please comment!!!

Next chapter she'll be in London!!!!xx