Life After Death..

A Journey Through the Past.

Vincent:

Luke showed me how to get to Hell, the place I never expected to go. But that is my fate now that I chose this life. I did choose this. I remember the very day it happened. 

FLASH BACK. - Years ago, the day I died. 

"Look Adrian, I am trying to get there on time but I don't think you realize that there is a FUCKING blizzard outside!"

My viewpoint now was sitting in the passenger seat. I was watching myself on that fateful day. Luke was no where to be seen. I checked all around me.

She hung up on me then, I remember being so pissed, well I watched myself get mad. The other me threw the phone into the passenger side door. "DAMN." I am not gonna lie, I was starting to feel pissed off just by watching and remembering. 'He' then began to beat the steering wheel a couple times, yeah, that will make you...me feel better. I was then confused, yeah, it took me this long to realize that I was somehow in the physical past..

"How the hell.." I looked up to myself quick again, and 'he' doesn't seem to take notice to his future-demon-like him sitting next to him, watching his final moments. I picked up his phone and held it out to him but it was too late. Past Vincent reached out and stopped looking at the road to search for his phone. Snow was pelting the car and he was extended all the way over into the passenger side door searching for that blasted phone. It was vibrating, she was calling back to yell some more, I always assumed that anyway. I watched the road. 

We are on a two lane high way, and past Vincent was swerving into on coming traffic, which was a semi truck. I frowned at this, I wanted to help him but this was only a memory. 

"Look at the road or you're going to kill us both," I said as he sat up, oblivious to my worlds. The semi truck hit my car, again, and Vincent flew out the windshield since he or I removed my seat belt to retrieve the phone. I got out of the car but Luke was already there with the ghost of my dead body. Negotiating terms. 

"So you see, looking into the past does nothing but bring up human emotions." Present Luke was standing behind me, I could feel his presence the moment I stepped out of the car.

"Well sometimes, you could say that I wish that women died years before she did. I am dead now because I had to race to her parents house for Christmas," I turned to face him. He was still wearing his blood covered suit and he had his arms crossed. He was nodding at me. 

"Revenge and anger is what fuels you to be what you are," I spoke sternly. He nodded again, motioning with his head for me to turn around and look ahead. 

The scene has changed. Not a car wreck that was on flames, but a snowy but calm funeral. It was my funeral, I heard the pastor say my name. I look back at Luke but he was not behind me, but was right next to my mother in the audience. Was this one of his many tricks? I do not remember this day, obviously. I searched the crowd, I was in shock to realize that Adrian was not there.. I walked toward the crowd now, ignoring Luke's smirk, he knew that she wasn't here for my funeral. I circled the crowd and check the nearby cars..

"She couldn't even give you the decency of appearing at your funeral," Luke's voice rang out, everyone else, even the pastor voices seemed to be blocked out. All I could hear was him. My hands were on the back of my head, I tried to remain calm. 

"What is the point of this whole charade?" I shot back at him. Everything was a lesson with this guy and I did not understand why he felt it necessary to fuck with my head like this. 

"Because, Vincent," He was right behind me know, I was already turning around to face where he was standing before. But now I am watching my body being lowered into the ground. "You have to capability to be one of my best workers." He walked from behind me and around me, two paces ahead he turned to me and pointed the other direction again. 

I turned to look, not wanting to but I obviously didn't ever have a choice with this guy. It was that house that Luke and I just massacred that family..

We were in the little boys room, it already had a crib in it that I bought a month prior to my death and some diapers lined the opposite wall. I never had much money ever, but I loved the idea of becoming a father. She always told me he was mine, she may of been a bitch, but I did not think that she was capable of lying to this extent.

"She was a very capable liar I'd say," Luke's voice rang out from behind me again. He could read my thoughts... wonderful. I shook his words out of my head and I continued out of the room. I could hear her giggling in the living room, I round the corner as she was holding the pregnancy test that she showed me and that guy was hugging her. I could not bring myself to turn around as I heard her share the very same excitement that she shared with me. 

"The date is December 26, the.." Luke began to say but I finished it for him.

"The exact day after I died."