Andres Pov.
The cemetery had been my favourite place as a kid, not because I was mentally deranged but because it held the memory of the two people I had cared about most in the world.
My mother and my crush.
I stopped in front of it, heading to the front, only to see it too late.
“Open it up,” I commanded the gateman, but he glared at me.
“Visiting hours are over, wait till next month,” He told me, and I shook the gate angrily.
“Open this damn gate or I'll..”
“Open the gate, Williams,” I heard a voice say, and I looked on only to see Billy, the head mortician.
I smiled immediately.
“You can't command me, Billy, this is going against our laws,” Williams snapped, and Billy rolled his eyes.
“Do you know who this young man is?” He asked, and Williams frowned.
“No, and I don't care
