Thread: I Want You Back [loneiysong & Crusade]

Elena was a beautiful up beat girl. She was always playing games and teasing. Ever the optimistic. So it was shocking when one day she couldn't catch her breath. Going to the hospital, she was diagnosed as having cancer in her lungs. They fought hard, through chemo which made her loose her hair. That halloween she went as a skin head biker laughing and enjoying life. But finally, the cancer spread through her body, slowly taking everything with it. Her parents couldn't bare to see her whither away, so they buried themselves in work, leaving Trevor as her only companion. Even then, she didn't ask too much of him. One night when she had gotten terribly sick, he carried her to the bathroom and cleaned her up. Slowly taking off her clothes and bathing her with such great care. She leaned her head against him loving his touch. He was such a good friend, and in the late of night she dreamed of what life would have been if she had told him simply how she felt. Knowing her days were dwindling by the time she became 18, she wrote him a letter. A letter she had put in her Advanced Directive to be delivered to him. Trevor, I know I shouldn't write this but I had to. I know that cancer is going to rip us apart before I can tell you how I feel, and that is my only regret. Is to leave you alone in this world. I want you to be happy, more than anything. I long for you to find peace in your life. Thank you for always watching after me and know that I loved you, as completely as one could ever love another. Eternally yours, Elena. It wasn't long after she wrote this note that she died. The parents weren't there when she went. They couldn't stand to watch. It was a beautiful night, Trevor was there. They were watching a movie, and she remembered her final thought was just holding his hand and watching a movie and thinking if only she had lived a little bit longer, or got a second chance. She leaned her head weakly against shoulder and gave up the ghost. The ceremony was small and simple. Much like she would have liked it. She sat on a lone part of the cemetary. It straddled the children section and the adult section. The ceremony itself consisted of lighting candles around the grave. Chanting and waiting. But when he thought that it didn't work...he left. The problem was, that the shaman did not know that she had been buried in a coffin and put much deeper than his people usually buried their dead. Gasping, she looked up and blinked. She was aware of silky cushions and a very uncomfortable dress. It was pitch black. Her mind was that of an animal and somehow she had scratched and found her way out of the grave. By the time she had clawed her way to the top, the sun was beginning to rise. Blinking, she raised her hand and shivered as the sun burned her eyes. She stumbled and began to walk down the street in a strange pattern. No one recognized the muddy creaature as out of place, just thinking it was either a hobo or a trick or treater. She found her way to Trevors house and walked around. Her brain still reforming to what it was. She walked around his house feeling a draw. Finally, exhausted, she sat on his back porch and looked at her muddy feet.