This is a sequel to Another Chance, so go be a babe and give it a read :3

Blood. It's flowing through you right now. Into your heart. But It leaves it at the same time. Making a circle. Not a perfect one. Just one that works. So pull out a sheet of paper and draw me an imperfect circle. Now erase part of it. Imagine that it was your blood stream. And now look, it's flowing out everywhere onto your paper. So what else can you do, but draw the line back. But it will never be the same as the rest of the circle.

But let's say you don't draw the line back. The blood just keeps flowing. The more blood your heart pumps out, the less blood returns. So when do you run out of blood? Cells can't divide quickly enough to sustain your life. But doctors can. They can redraw that line, and you'll stop bleeding.

But let's say there are no doctors to help you. What then?

You die, that's what.

I didn't die that day. I just disappeared. I guess you could say a part of me did die. It took years to get it back.

But my blood will forever be on that floor. No matte how many times you try to mop it up. What's done is done. I can't help what Michael did to me. But he sure as hell didn't get away with it.

This is where my story gets complex. So I'll try my best to explain it.

They picked up my lifeless body and rushed to the hospital. There, they sowed me up and waited for me to awake. I was lost in a land with my dead loved ones. It's was nice being with them until things got serious.

"You know you have to go back," Sam, my old best friend, said to me.

"What do you mean? I belong here."

"No you don't. Your journey isn't over yet."

"Yes it is."

"No, not even close."

"What?"

"Wake up, Lia. Wake up."

I awoke to a doctor gently shaking my arm.

"Good. You're awake," he said. "There's someone here to see you."

Half-expecting Michael to walk through the door, I was wrong. A man who worked for the government came through the doorway.

"Lia, we have something important to tell you."

"What is it?"

"You're going to have to go into the witness protection program."

"Why?"

"You have a very bad person after you. We have been trying to track him down for years. For your safety and the safety of your loved ones, you have to disappear."

"Disappear? I can't just disappear. I have nothing to go on without others. I have fans. I have a job."

"You just have to die."

"I've already lost everything once, and I am not doing so again."

"Lia, it's for the best."

"NO! You don't understand. I need them. I. Need. Them."

"You can't-"

"Can't what? I can't fight for what I have given up everything to? That's like killing me."

"Fine. But you can't stay here, and the people who live here can't know you're alive."

I started crying.

"You can go somewhere else if it really means that much to you."

"Just leave."

"Just think about it. Think about how many lives are in your hands right now. I'll be back tomorrow or you can call me anytime. Your doctor has my number." Then he left.

"Lia, I know what you've been through. And most people wouldn't have made it as far as you have. I know you mean a lot to a bunch of people. But their lives depend on you. If whoever is after you is still alive, they might go for someone you love. You've made so many tough decisions. I trust that you will make this one too. And it'll be the right one." My doctor rubbed my arm and left the room.

Why are so many people lives in my hands when I can't even handle my own?

I called the doctor back in, "Can you bring back the guy?"

My doctor waved his hand somewhere outside into the hallway. The government officer entered again, "Your decision?"

"I have someone who lives in Pennsylvania."

"You'll be willing to go live with them?"

"Yes."

"You're sure about this?"

"Yes."

"Okay. I'll go tell the ones in the waiting room."

"Tell them what?"

"That you're dead."

"Won't they want to say goodbye?"

He pointed to a speaker just above my bed, "I'll lead them to a room with a fake dead person under a sheet. They'll believe it's you. There's a hidden microphone in there that will play through the speaker. You'll hear everything said."

Jordan's POV

We sat impatiently in the waiting room for hours. James called Eddie to see where him and Aleks were. They ended up being caught in traffic. Lia's other friends sat across from us; they're eyes filled with tears. An agent kept coming to us and keeping us updated. This was the last update:

"She didn't make it."

He told us to follow him back to her room so we could say our goodbyes, but he didn't allow the girls to come. Something about having to come separately.

So we did say our goodbyes to Lia. Or at least the body of her that lies underneath a sheet.

Lia deserved so much more than this, but we failed to give it to her.

Lia's POV

I cried as I saw the Creatures enter the room. Their faces filled with sadness. I wanted to run in there screaming, "I'm not dead!" but I couldn't for their sake. My doctor rubbed my back the entire time, because I was crying so fiercely. Each one of their little speeches dug into me father than any knife ever could. I didn't know if I was really saving their lives, or making them worse. But my decision had already been made.

"Goodbye, Lia," played through the speaker. It was the voice of all the Creatures except Eddie and Aleks.

"Do you need to call the person I'm staying with?"

"Already did."

"Wait, what?"

"Don't worry. It's taken care of. Just rest now."

I don't know how you're supposed to rest when you just died.

After the Creatures left, my friends entered. "No," I said as they began their goodbyes.

Chelsea: "I remember when you would get mad at me for gossiping. Sorry about that. You could've left me, but some how you knew that I meant no harm. You were smarter than you thought. There's so much to you that you didn't realize. You didn't realize how much you meant to your friends. To your fans. You always knew though. Like someone from above was telling you these things. If you can hear us, know what we are saying, because it's true."

Niomi: "I remember how you used to pick on me for looking like an Enderman. You were joking of course. You always were. That's what we loved about you. You always found something to joke about. But when it came down to being serious, you were right there too. I knew I could tell you anything and you could always help. You always did help. But now you can't. Yet, you won't die. We will carry you on. We will pass down stories to people until the whole world knows who Lia Johnson was. You'll live forever in people's hearts. Especially in ours."

Shadin: "I remember the summer we became best friends. You told me the problems the others had caused you. I remember being one of your fans. I knew I would never meet you. But I did. And I love the fact that you treated me like a human, and not a fan. Like you treat all your fans. You channel took off from there. But you never acted like you were better than us, because you had more subscribers. In fact you put others first. But now it's your turn to be put first." She stuttered her last few words to Lia, "I'll miss you."

Alex: "I remember how it felt when I first met you. Then I remember how it felt losing you. It was empty throughout the hallways without you. Now what are we supposed to do? It's not like we can run into you at the grocery store again. Maybe in heaven, but that's a long ways away for most of us. I just hope to see you again one day. I don't care where, I just need you. Please, Lia. Please..."

Crest: "I remember the day you sat by me in the cafeteria. No matter how awkward the situation, you always found a way to make it unawkward. With your bright spirit, nothing could bring you down. Even when I totally rejected you, you were able to bring me back to earth. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be with Mitch." She smiled slightly about the thought of Mitch. "You always tried to make a difference, but Lia, you were the difference. And you always will be. Forever."

Rebecca: "I remember when we first met. I remember how I thought you'd be just another person. I was so wrong." She took in a deep breath full of tears. "You became so much more though. You told me your secrets and your past, even though we had just met. It's like you knew who to trust. Like you saw something special in me. In all of us. I won't forget you, ever. I can't imagine you gone, yet here I am. Goodbye, Lia."

Maggie: "I remember when you came bursting through those double doors after Rebecca. I may be a shy person, but you brought out the real me, the out going side. Normally I would shut people out, but not with you. You didn't give up on me. On us." She pulled out her sleeve and wiped her face. "Don't go. We weren't done with you."

They hugged and left.