I slowly walked up the stairs, dreading Adam to see Eli's body. I took a peek at Adam, and he was slowly looking as bad as me.

His eyes, looking distance away. Small, dark bags lay under his eyes, along with a tear or two.

His hands were red, and sweaty, and he kept nervously rubbing them together.

I couldn't stand seeing Adam like this, so I turned away, just as a tear fell.

"Adam, I'm sorry" I wanted to say, but I couldn't. How would he forgive me? For killing his best friend?

He wouldn't. He would never forgive me.

And if I were him, I would never forgive me either. I'm a horrible, horrible person. I thought, just as two more tears fell down my face.

Once we made it to my bedroom, I took a deep breath in, and quickly opened the door.

The stench of blood hit me first, making me feel as if I was about to pass out. I guess I never noticed it before.

I entered the room, and stood aside to let Adam in.

His face turned white, and he began to cough from the blood.

Struck with horror, I quickly made my way to my dresser, and opened the first drawer.

Nothing was in it besides a pair of socks, shorts, and 2 T-shirts. "Perfect" I breathed.

I took the two T-shirts and threw one to Adam. "Cover your mouth with it" I said, demonstrating it with the T-shirt in my hand.

Not looking at me, Adam put the shirt over his face reluctantly, and glanced around the room.

"Where is he?" He asked, the shirt muffling his voice.

I bit my lip, and pointed to the blanket.

Immediately, he walked over to the purple blanket, and threw it aside, revealing Eli's body.

We both gasped, even though I've been starring at it for the last 4 days.

Adam starred down at Eli, horror in his eyes, and his face white as a ghost.

After a few minutes of silence, he knelt down to Eli, and slowly wrapped his hand around the knife.

I knelt down where I was, in tears.

Adam took a deep breath, and ripped the knife out of Eli's heart. It surprised us, and we both jumped back a little when we saw new blood begin to seep out the gash.

Adam held the bloody knife between his hands, and put it aside.

He looked at me, his face hard, and said "We have to bring him to the hospital."

I shook my head furiously, and my eyes grew wide, "NO ADAM! I CAN'T GO TO JAIL!"

I let my face fall into my knees, tears beginning to swell.

"I'm – I'm sorry Adam!" I say, my knees muffling my voice.

"I so sorry, you don't know how sorry I am, I didn't mean to!"

I peak my eyes open to glance at Adam.

He's starring out the window, eyes dark and empty.

Wiping my nose with the back of my right hand, I reach out to Adam with my left.

My cold hand places on his, and he quickly snaps his back, without breaking his gaze from the window.

My hand hanging in the air, crumbles to the ground, as the tears continue.

After a few seconds, Adam stands up.

My head bobs up, starring at him.

Without making eye contact he says he has to go, and then exits the room.

Feeling weak, I crawl to my bed, and within seconds I fall asleep.

My eyes flutter open, revealing a bright light.

Once my vision focuses, I realize I'm in a field. A field of flowers.

I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion and sit up, looking around.

All different types of flowers, in every shape and color, extend out for miles and miles.

Each one unique in its own way, as if crafted by hand.

I gaze down at a perfect red rose, sitting in the warm grass.

It's almost to perfect to pick up.

But I pick it up anyways.

I send the flower up to my nose, and inhale deeply.

I let out an "ahhh" from the delicious scent, and bring the flower down into my lap.

I smile from the beauty, and pick up another flower next to me.

A white daisy.

I inhale its scent – the smell of vanilla rushes into my nose.

I lick my lips, and place the flower in my hand with my rose.

I look around for another flower, and then I spot my eye on the perfect one.

I stretch a little ways to reach a small, purple tulip, with specks of cotton candy blue, and yellow.

Along the stem of the flower are pink buds, with a black dot in the center.

Overwhelmed by discovery I drop my first two flowers, and just hold the one tulip.

I stand for the first time in this strange environment, and begin to walk upon a set of stepping stones.

Placing one foot in front of the other, and hands extended out, I make my way through the field.

I close my eyes and inhale the air, feeling my worries flood away, being replaced with happiness, and joy, and- Wait a minute.

I shake my head, and stumble onto a patch of daisies.

Where am I again?

I carefully look around, and shout "HELLO?"

No one answers.

Whooosh!

A squirrel ran by me, dropping an acorn on the ground.

"Awe little fella" I say, forgetting what I'm doing, and pick up the acorn.

"You dropped your-"I stop mid sentence, and realize something is engraved onto the acorn.

I look closely , focusing on the small font, and read "Heaven Welcomes You"