Chapter 20
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I was back at work. But I did not feel like I was truly back. I stop by the pool area where I nearly had died before in the waters. A chill washes over me. I shiver then I head into the house.
Johnny and my boss were already there working that day. I clock in. Then look around. I knew I was never going to see Michael again. He was really no longer there. The Lost Boys were gone to. But someone had pushed me in the pool? Who was there still.
One of them had to be around. Michael would not have pushed me into the pool. He loved me. He would not let me drowned. I had to figure out what Lost Boy lingered there.
And if he tried to kill me once he was going to try to kill me off again for sure. I had to be safe. The Lost Boy was probably angered that I had Michael cross over. Really that was not my intention. Or my fault at all.
But they blamed me anyway.
I blamed me as well.
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"Welcome back to work" Johnny greets me warmly. We hug.
"Thanks" I say.
"Is it weird being back here?" he asks me.
I nod. "IT is. I could not stick around the pool" I chuckle.
"What was it like nearly dying? Do you fear death more?" he asks me.
I shiver hearing his words. "I really do not want to talk about it" I say.
"You know more than you are letting on" he states. "come on tell me Myla"
"No" I snap.
"Come on. Tell me everything" he begs me.
"I have to get to work Johnny" I answer. "please drop it"
"Johnny get back to work" I hear my boss order him.
"Sure thing" sighs Johnny as he walks away.
"Welcome back Myla" my boss greets me.
"Thank you" I answer her.
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I get to work. It is fairly boring. Nothing happens. No Lost Boys seemed to be around. Again no Michael. I linger by his bedroom.
Remembering the first time he rescued me from the Lost Boys. And had me resting in his bed. Seeing him appear. He gave himself up for me. Letting me know he was around. How special those moments were.
Bittersweet really was the correct word for it.
I was wearing black today. In morning. I normally wore black a lot anyway. Killstar outfits. They were my favorite. I also loved anything from Hot Topic. I was wearing my black legging tights with a Killstar bewitching shirt.
I had black nail polish on today. I normally did not wear any make up but a light lip gloss. I had on my black boots that laced up to the ankle. I felt cute and Michael was not going to be around to enjoy the look.
I sit on the bed trying to gather my thoughts for a moment. I glance out the window. Feeling grief in my bones. Resting in my soul.
It was going to live there forever. I had felt it back when my father had died. Back when we lost my grandpa to. Now Michael. So much loss in my life. Why did I deserve such loss? Did I not deserve to be happy?
How could Michael even think I was going to be able to live a happy life here without him? It was going to be impossible after knowing him. Not that I ever wished not to have known him. I was truly lucky. I hear someone coming down the hall way. I gasp as I get up out of the bed. I wondered who it was. I see my boss.
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"Are you alright? Do you need to go back home?" she fusses over me.
I shake my head. "I am fine now. I was upset" I admit.
"Well you went through something awful. You nearly died" she adds. "I can't imagine what you went though"
"Thank you for understanding. I do not know how I fell in the pool" I mention to her.
"Do you think someone pushed you in? Are you saying someone here tried to kill you?" she asks me.
Her eyes grow wide.
"Something tried to kill me" I tell her. "not a someone"
"You are saying ghosts tried to kill you?" she chuckles.
"I know it sounds crazy. But Paris had the medium here" I remind her.
She shakes her head. "I do not believe in that garbage" she laughs. "Good luck to you" she says as she wanders away.
People think I am crazy. I do not really care. I know the real truth here.
I lived through the day. I managed to make it home in one piece. I take a long hot shower. Then have left over dinner that mother had made that night. She had left a plate for me in the microwave. I sit there thinking over this day. And enjoyed my meal. Mom was trying to make me feel better by making my favorite pasta meal.
I was still pretty restless. I decided to take a drive down to the beach. I wanted a midnight stroll. I had my phone on me incase something happened. I was an adult. I could do as I pleased. I find myself sitting near the water. Trying not to be scared of water now. I used to love the beach. And water. Even though I never had been a good swimmer.
The moonlight danced off the waves. It was beautiful. As beautiful as a painting. I wished I had someone special to share this romantic moment with in the dark.
I never had been one to be scared of the dark. Ghosts were another matter. And their intentions. I find a stick and a few little adorable shells. I rinse the shells off in the water to save them. And jot down I loved Michael in the sand.
Forever!
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"Do you really mean that?" I hear someone say behind me.
I turn around to see whom was there. I could not believe my eyes!
Michael! In person. Not ghost form. He was alive!
"Michael!" I exclaim joyfully. I get up and run to him. I hold him tightly. He laughs with joy as he twirls me around in his arms. "How?" I stammer.
"They saw I had done a noble act. And this is my second chance. I am here to stay" he announces.
"Really, we get to be together?" I gasp.
He nods. "If you will have me" he worries.
"Oh yes" I breath out. "Yes!" I exclaim as I hold him again. He says nothing but holds me tight.
"I love you Myla" he promises me.
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Love surges in me for him.
He had to know how I felt for him. I had lost my chance the last time. I was not about to lose my chance to tell him how I felt this time. I loved him. With all my heart.
I pull him back. He had happy tears in his beautiful brown eyes. I did in mine to. I kiss him. Showing him all the love I felt in my heart. Kiss him with everything I have to give.
"I love you Michael. I was sorry it took me so long to tell you" I say softly.
He beams happily. "I love you to sweet woman"
He touches my face with his hand. "Finally we are together" he adds.
"At last." I say. Something occurs to me. "Michael you can't go around being you. Michael. We have to give you a new start. A new name. You will be able to really live your life like you always wanted to" I tell him.
"True. You are right" Michael agrees. "where am I going to stay?" he sighs. "I have no money. No job. I am starting over"
"Michael you will stay will me. My family can know. No one else can" I tell him. "you can't tell Paris. Or your family" I say. "they would not understand"
"Right, you are right. I wish I could tell my sisters, brothers kids. My mother" he sighs.
"I know it will be hard on you" I softly say. I touch his shoulder gently. "I will be at your side every step of the way. I promise you"
"I am glad to be alive again. It is a great feeling" he laughs. "I feel so much right now"
I kiss him again. "I am glad to. I can't believe it"
Happy tears come to me.
He kisses me. "I finally am truly alive. And I found love"
"Yes love found you" I agree. He smiles at me.
Happily ever afters really did come true. He kisses me again showing me how deeply his love ran for me.
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