Beck's POV

It's going to be so great to see my girlfriend's face again, to see her again, to kiss her again, to just hold her in my arms again. I've been gone for so long! Is Jadelynn West even a real person? Is she just a figment of my imagination? Oh Jade... I've missed you so much! I cannot wait until I come back and see that surprised look on your face when you see me standing in front of you.

I sighed as I walked up her driveway.

My father dropped me off there.

For once, I didn't mind the little walk.

Mrs. West surprised me by opening the door.

"Oh, Beck!" she said, surprised.

I looked at the frown on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

I've learned a lot from saving people out there; I could tell when people were upset or their mood was off.

"Where's Jade?" I asked, looking inside.

That's when I knew I had said something wrong.

Mrs. West bursted into tears in front of me.

I instantly knew something bad had happened while I was gone.

"Come in Dear..." she told me, her voice just a whisper.

I nodded and walked in slowly, sitting down on the spot that she patted on the couch next to herself.
Jade's father was reading the newspaper and when he saw me, he quickly put it down.

"Boy, what are you doing here?" he asked.

Mrs. West gave him a look and he sighed and said nothing after that.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" she asked me.

I shook my head and forced a smile. "No thanks Mrs. West..." I told her.

She nodded and sat down in her chair, opposite from the couch, like Mr. West, who sat in the other chair that was on the other opposite side of the couch.

I sat there in awkward silence for a while.

"Aren't you going to tell the boy?" Mr. West asked his wife, breaking that awkward silence that I was growing aggrivated with.

I looked at him and then towards Mrs. West. "What?" I asked.

I gulped.

Maybe I shouldn't have asked that...What happened while I was gone?

Why were they acting like this? Where was Jade?

"Beck Honey," she said.

I nodded with a tiny gulp.

"Jade's gone..." she whispered, looking away from my face.

I sat there in shock.

Jade's gone... Did I hear that right? Jade's gone? Did she leave to go somewhere? College maybe?

Mr. West sighed and put the newspaper back up to his nose.

I noticed that Jade's picture was on the front page.

"Teenage Girl Commits Suicide At Home," the title read.

I sat there unable to move or even talk.

Mrs. West saw that I saw and read it and nodded.

"I'm sorry Beck," she told me.

I shook my head. "No... she can't be gone."

I found control of my body again and got up.

"Beck..." she whispered, reaching her arms out towards my shoulder.

"Jade!" I cried and started running up the stairs to her room. "Jade?" I called out again.

There was no answer; just pure silence.

I slammed open the door and ran inside.

Jade wasn't there.

She wasn't on that one spot on her bed that she always was; she wasn't even there at all.

"Jade!" I cried. "Jade, where are you?"

It took me a few minutes to realize that, in fact, she was gone and she wasn't coming back.

Jade had left and I was all alone.

Jade's POV

I watched as he collapsed on my bed and cried into the soft fabric I used to love laying on.

It was all my fault that he was in so much pain right now.

He'd come to see me, to surprise me, and I, being the dumb one, killed myself when I thought that I had lost him.

But I didn't.

I hadn't lost him...

"Oh Beck," I cried, tears fell from my eyes for the second time since I died. "I'm so sorry..."

I tried to rub him on the back, like I always did when he'd get upset, for comfort.

I tried to hug him, but I was dead... I'm a ghost.

He can't feel or hear me...or can he?