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And They Lived Happily Never After

Just Like Heaven

Here I fucking am, all dressed up and nowhere to go. Heaven is a mixture of that which I didn't think was possible, and of that which has been passed down from others in legends about what this place is supposed to look like. Trust me, I was also shocked when my spirit went up instead of down, too. When the drunk driver, whom I hope rots in hell soon, hit my side of the car in the crash that took my life, it was my first instinct to take off my seat belt and throw myself over Ivy and our sons. The big guy and his cult considers that as the act of saving another life in the place of my own, and boom. The rest is history.

Being surrounded by people who look like they're dressed for some all white fashion week has its moments. Women with flowing white gowns that made them look angelic, men with snazzy suits and ties that matched our chosen wings. I had mine created to appear as bat wings. My guardian said it was a bit unorthodox for the space, but me being me, I don't do anything half-assed and that includes my own death and afterlife.

I watch over my family all the time to see how they are doing. Ever since I died everything
changed for them. I can't believe the guys dumped the band, though I understand that they would
never be able to find another me on vocals. Music was all of our lives, it's what brought us together. To know that none of them could have the pleasure of picking up an instrument and playing in front of thousands, kills me all over again.

Here, you had to ask for permission to visit your loved ones on earth. The day I
approached the pearly gates, I was assigned a guardian angel. The ones assigned to new
angels are veterans, if you will. They have been here for ages, and mine just so happened to be a stubborn, self-centered, arrogant man named Avery. He was in his late thirties, and was a huge flirt with the women up here. When he was alive, he was the leader of a well known gang in Italy. The
only reason he ended up in this place was the fact that he took a bullet for his younger son. If he never did that, he would have never seen the light of day again.

Like any other community in the world, we did have rules we needed to tend to during our forever stay. They are basic, and common sense for most of us. Never take the lords name in vain, or swear in general. Making love is allowed if you are married to the one you wish to be with. No physical confrontations. Finally, always respect your guardian angel. The first one and the last one are always the most difficult for me. On earth I had the mouth of a sailor, and Avery isn't the easiest man to get along with.

The set up we had was pretty decent. Every single person and family had their own cabins, shrouded in photos of our loved ones in a somewhat minimal way. Everything in the living, or should I say deceased, quarters assigned to us was a crisp white and very clean. Sunlight reflected off of almost every surface. I am just thankful to have my own little piece of heaven in the afterlife.

I kicked the clouds under my feet as they swirled around me in a haze of smoke. I
approached Avery who was sitting on a bench talking to Evangeline. She was his top 'lady friend', and he followed her around like a lost puppy. It was understandable, as she was absolutely beautiful but it was pitiful to watch him sometimes.

"Ah yes, Mr. Sanders, I was wondering when I would see you today." He chuckled deeply.

"Matthew." Evan nodded towards me slightly.

"You know what I want, so let's get on with it." I sighed.

"You know Matthew, I'm starting to think you visit the living too much for your own good. Why
not take a break every once in awhile." He smirked twirling her hair between his finger
tips before she slapped his hand away, looking annoyed and rolling her eyes.

"Avery, I am on a permanent break from them. It's not like I can talk to them, or hold my
wife, or sing with my brothers ever again. Watching them is all I have. You would be an ass to take that away." I spat.

"Tisk, tisk, tisk, Matthew." He grinned, walking over to me slowly, "When are you ever going to learn that the more hate you build up towards me, the more I feel inclined to take away your precious privileges. You listen to me, kid. I am in charge of you and it's as simple as that."

I could feel a growl growing in the back of my throat. I wanted nothing more than to pummel him to the ground right now. It's almost as if he was assigned to me on purpose to see how long I could last up here. I had to admit, I was down to a very thin thread.

"You do not control me" I spat, "you were assigned to me to ensure that I had a smooth transition into the afterlife. You've been no help to me this entire fucking time." I sucked on my bottom lip before silently apologizing for the cursing that left my lips. I could tell it pissed off Avery. He was cute when he was mad.

"Now you listen here, little punk." He started, "If you want the time on earth, I need you to do something for me. I wrote a letter to my wife, and I need you to get it to her in Italy. If you do that, you're free to do as you wish." He sat back on the bench, leaning and putting his arm around Evan.

Right after he passed away, his wife created an obsession with palm readers and mediums and all that shit. He was already able to speak to her once, so he knows that if he writes letters to her, she will believe they are from him in a heartbeat.

"Avery. I'm thirty years old. That's only eight years younger than you. I'm not a kid." I rolled my eyes grabbing the small white envelope from his hands. I felt my body drop lower and lower to the earth beneath my home. Once my feet touched the ground a huge grin appeared on my face. The smell of pizza filled the air, with some stereotypical accordion music floating around me. I was in Italy.

My house is across the street from the old cemetery, not too far from where you are now.
Put the letter into the mailbox and I'll transfer you to Aspen...kid.


Avery's voice filled my head as I started to walk down the narrow streets of Italia. This was
truly a beautiful place. I approached his house and studied it carefully. It was pretty impressive. A giant mansion with a garden, Olympic sized swimming pool, and a statue of the family on the front lawn. I opened the mailbox and slid the letter in. I closed my eyes and felt a gust of wind, suddenly
feeling ice cold air hit my skin. I opened my eyes to the beautiful town of Aspen and smiled.

I had to admit, out of all the places they could have relocated to, this was a good one. It had
everything I ever wanted. Privacy, cold weather, scenery. It was perfect. I walked into a small
boutique where Ivy, Pixie, and the boys were. I knew they were there, because I could
smell Ivy's perfume a mile away. I missed that smell.

As soon as I saw the boys a huge smile spread across my face. They were getting so big
and I loved it. They took after me in almost everything, but they had Ivy's gorgeous smile. I gave them both a kiss on the cheek then moved onto Ivy. I kissed her lips and watched her grab them
shortly after.

"Oh, wow." Her eyes widened.

"What is it doll?" Pixie asked.

"I don't know, my lips just got ice cold and they tingle all of a sudden."

"What have I told you about practicing safe sex? Do you have herpes now?" Pixie winked.

"You're one to talk about herpes, bitch." Ivy chuckled, hitting her softly on the arm as they continued to look through racks of clothing.

I laughed at their conversation and went on to attempt to hug the both of them. My arms went
right through but I guess it's the thought that counts. I went back to where the stroller was parked and sat in front of the boys. Their eyes locked with mine instantly and huge smiles spread across their faces. They could see me. I was always confused on why they always knew I was there, so I asked. According to Avery, babies and children have pure, innocent souls. They are open to any type of spiritual connection that comes upon them. It was nice to have someone know I was
around. The best part about them was, when I touched them my spirit didn't go through
them. I was able to hold their soft, tiny hands.

"Hey little guys, you two are getting huge like daddy." I smirked stroking their hair.

They started laughing and cooing at me, causing Ivy to turn around. She bent down right
next to me and smiled.

"What are you two laughing at, silly boys." She giggled and kissed them playfully.

"Tell her for me boys, say daddy is here." I smiled.

I tried to grab her hand, but it went straight through. This whole thing was so frustrating and I
don't know why I deserved it. I missed her laugh, her smile, her lips against mine, the way her body fit perfectly into mine like a missing puzzle piece. I missed holding her when we slept at night, and ost of all, I missed making love to her.

"They are so cute when they talk!" Pixie gushed.

"I know" Ivy grinned, her expression quickly falling into sadness, "I just wish Matt was here to see them."

"I am." I whispered into her ear, causing her to jump at the gesture.

"What was that?" Pixie chuckled.

"Nothing, I just...I thought I heard something." She shook her head.

I wish I could make her see me. I wish there was something I could do where I could sit
down and have a full conversation with her everyday. I wish there was a way I could hold her
in my arms again...there had to be a way. Avery wasn't telling me something. God wouldn't have my fate kill me off and then stay miserable for eternity until Ivy got here. There was something I could do and I had to get down to the bottom of it. I kissed the boys and Ivy one last time.

"Take care of mommy for me guys. I love you." I smiled at the twins.

I let out a deep sigh and looked towards the heavens.

Avery, bring me back. We need to talk. Now. My thoughts spat towards the vile man as my soul started rising. My eyes locked on the twins as they smiled at me.

"You rang?" He asked, flicking the end of his cigarette to the ground, still next to Evangeline.

"How can I make contact with my family again. I mean actually hold my wife instead of passing through her. You haven't told me everything." I ran my hands over my face before crossing my arms over my chest, waiting for his excuses.

"Why, Matthew, are you accusing me of holding back vital information such as that? Don't you think I would have shown you a way by now." He smirked.

"Avery." Evan growled. He looked at her and his smirk quickly disappeared. It was the first time I have ever seen her upset. She ran her eyes over me and sent a small smile my way. In a way, she reminded me a lot of Ivy. Full, pouted lips, soft, ivory skin, a beautiful, full smile. She sure was a breath of fresh air around here. I just don't know how she ended up becoming one of his.

"You're supposed to be helpful. Don't act so trite towards him." She spat.

He let out a deep sigh and looked back towards me. "There is a way that you can communicate with them, but I can assure you it isn't easy to find the proper tools you need."

"Try me. I will go through any challenge if it means getting to see them again."

I'm going to get my family back if it kills me.

Again.

Notes

I knew you guys probably had a hard time coping with the idea that I killed off Matt in the prequel, but here he is, and he's here to stay throughout the sequel! Let me know what you think, how ya feel, or if there is anything you want to see with him in the coming chapters!

Special thanks to:
fyction

xxoo,
Leagh

Comments

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fyction fyction
3/19/19

Take all the time you need.Love to all of you..and if you need a friend Im here.

BeccaBearSc BeccaBearSc
3/18/19

@theskyisfallingtoday
That absolutely melted my heart. I've been through a bit of a tough time recently and so receiving that was a huge comfort.

@Ghost-On-A-Sea-Of-Wine
Girl that's totally fine! Ain't nothing wrong with doing something you enjoy! I've always been completely indifferent about the day, only because if you love someone you don't have to set aside one day out of the whole day to do something nice! I think the whole thing is a capitalist joke, really. I miss you! I hope you're doing well!! Also, I saw that sweet video that was sent to you from Brian. How amazing was that!! <3

Yayyyy, I was waiting for this to be updated again ^_^

Valentine's Day is never really that great for me, hasn't been for the past four years, and I can't eat chocolate. So I pretty much just ignored the day and played video games.