The AfterLife

The AfterLife

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~ I wake up with a light shining down on me, a needle in my arm, and probably one of the hottest guys I've ever seen next to be. He has beautiful red hair and baby blue eyes, his body makes him look like he's fought a thousand wars, and his face looks like it was carved by the same people that carved the gods. Maybe he was a God, or maybe he was an ordinary man with an amazing jaw line. I didn't care what he was as long as he didn't leave. "Oh good your awake" he said, taking me out of my fantasies. "I'm Lucas, it's nice to finally meet you, Chloe". He knows my name. And he's not God. That's a bonus I guess. "Where am I? How do you know my name? What is-" I'm cut off before I get the chance to finish. "I know you probably have a lot of questions but they're gonna have to wait". For some reason his words anger me. I want out of here. I'm supposed to be dead. ~ In a place where everyone is dead how is someone supposed to feel alive. Sex? Love? Hate? A love triangle where she must choose between the beautiful boy who saved her and the boy that she is destined to be with? Or maybe she'll end up with the person that wants her dead.
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