Hi guys! Sorry for the long wait! Homework and power outages and stuff were preventing me from updating. Also sorry this chapter isn't as long as desired, but writers block is killing me! I'll try to make the next chapter longer and better
Something with a Capital S
WallflowerNerdGirl
Van Houten came down the path and sat across from me and Augustus. He turned off the music and reached into the picnic basket immediately pulling out the bottle of champagne - drinking almost half of it in two quick gulps. I didn't know what to do, so I just kept quiet. A few awkward minutes had passed as Van Houten ate a sandwich. He swallowed and started to speak.
"I went to your funeral, Hazel." He said. I wasn't expecting him to say anything like that, and I uttered a small oh. I wasn't really in the mood to talk about my death, but I didn't have to say anything because he kept talking. "So, what is this place?"
"Heaven." Answered Augustus.
"Heaven, huh? Never expected to end up here."
"Me neither," Mutter Augustus. I forgot that he never lived to see Van Houten sort of redeem himself.
"How did you die?" I asked.
"Can't you guess?" He asked, swishing the champagne bottle, "I drank myself to death."
"Oh."
"It's alright, no need to feel sorry for me." I looked over at Augustus and he rolled his eyes. His expression said So much for Christmas.