"Slow down, Tristan. Before you knock off another deer." But nothing could stop him. "Ivy has to believe again," Tristan said. "We have to reach her. She has to know that it wasn't an accident. Somebody wanted me-or Ivy-dead!"
Chapter 1
"But Tristan you know she'll probably never believe again! You saw her. She's hopeless. You need to complete your mission." Lacey said.
He spun around and caught her arm since she was the only other thing he could hold.
"Lacey, listen to me. You're going to help me protect Ivy even if she doesn't believe. I just want her to know that I'm here."He dragged her with him even though he didn't know where he was going himself.
"Where are we going?" Lacey shouted. "You're not just going to make me come with you. If you haven't noticed, I've been doing everything for you. I haven't even worked on my mission! You shouldn't worry so much about this chick. She can't doesn't believe and can't see or hear you! You need to worry about you mission and maybe help me with mine too." She was frustrated now. "And she's just a chick that doesn't believe in us angels anymore. We're dead and she knows that we can't come back. Just back off and stop worrying about her."
This was the most hurtful thing that Lacey has said to him since he met her at his grave. "You know what? I'm so tired of you and you're sarcasm and unwillingness to care. If you were a real person, you would help. You have nothing to do except your mission. And have you worked on it? No. You're the only person I have to help me and you have helped but you have also just made me feel bad. She was the only person that I loved and you don't have the slightest bit of consideration. So, since you're not helping really, why don't you back off a little! I don't even think I need your help anymore Lacey!" Once he heard what he said he immediately regretted it.
"Lacey, I'm so sorry. I just-"
"No, I'm just going to get out of your way and-"
"Lacey, no, please. I really do need your help. I've just felt so incomplete without Ivy. She was the only person I loved. I just miss her." He felt a tear run down his cheek but he quickly brushed it away knowing Lacey would make fun of him for crying.
Lacey just stood there. No expression; nothing. He thought she was acting until he saw a tear go down her cheek.
"Tristan, I am really sorry. I haven't been taking you seriously. I didn't know how you really felt for her. I've never really been in love. Just acted." Lacey said. ""I am the one who should be sorry and I truly am." There was a bleak moment of silence. Suddenly Lacey started giggling.
"You know, this reminds me of one of the movies I was in. I'll have to tell you later because we need to warn Ivy. And, just so you know, you're a real softie for someone like you. This chick must have been a goddess."
Tristan couldn't help himself. He ran to Lacey and hugged her. He felt as if she had lifted all the stress; from the crash, finding out he was an angel, dead, and finding out that someone's after Ivy.
"Tristan. Tristan! Please let me go! You're going to squeeze me to death again." He finally let her go. "Gosh, thank you. Okay, I know you said that someone probably cut the line on your brakes but we don't know. THat's only your theory."
"It's the only information we have." He thought for a moment. "Maybe, we could find the car. Did you see it after the crash?"
"Yep. It looked like your car fell from the sky and hit a deer on the way down. It was pretty ugly. I still don't see how this chick-Ivy-survived."
"Lacey, co you think we could split up and look for the car? It would be quicker."
"Well, you need some rest first Tristan. Then-"
"I don't need any rest. Just meet me at my grave at two o'clock tomorrow." He started to run from Lacey to find the car but the dreamless darkness took him over before he got, barely, three yards away.
