Sorry it's took so long my computer had a major down I had to reload my computer every hour just to have it shut off again. So n-e-ways (I love writing that) here is the last chapter of my story it's kind of cheesy, like the rest of the story, but I hope you like it, it's also very short, but to the point. Please review too I love to hear from you peps.
After church, Angela took Isabel out lunch followed by a walk down by the beach. She was going to take her shopping, but decided against it when she looked over to the passenger's side and saw Isabel fast asleep.
As she pulled up to the entrance she got out of the car, grabbed a wheel chair and rolled it over to Isabel. Quickly and quietly Angela put Isabel in the chair and wheeled her up to her room. When they got up there Angela pulled back the covers, placed Isabel in the bed and tucked her in.
"Bye Iz, I'm going home now, ok? Sleep good and I'll call you in the morning, I love you."
"Ok, bye. I love you too." Isabel answered sleepily. Angela bent over her sister's bed pushed her hair out of the sleeping girl's face and kissed her on the forehead.
As Angela walked out of her sister's room she noticed a tall man with dark brown hair, black pants, and a white shirt under a black jacket. He was talking to the receptionist about any suicide attempts, clearly the woman thought he was nuts and he too belonged in the ward as a patient, for she said "No, Mr. Constantine, I can assure you nothing out of the ordinary has happened, but I can tell you with much experience nothing of the sort can happen without half of Los Angeles knowing, we are a very religious hospital and not many people would like to enter hell." A smile crossed the woman's face as if she was joking, but 'Mr. Constantine' turned and seemed to mutter something under his breath.
Angela continued to stare at the man until the elevator opened and a teenage boy walked out and yelled to the man "Yo! John I'm parked in a 20 minute zone and you've been up here for an hour, can we hurry up?"
"Yeah, kid let's go" and the two walked in her direction and got in the elevator with her.
All the while the boy and man stood staring at the door making no eye contact with her or each other. They stood perfectly still like statues only when the doors opened did they move and they quickly left to the right as she turned left.
Once Angela was in the car did she realize she had seen that man before, but what scared her was she had seen him in her dreams. "John Constantine?" she murmured to herself then said "Naw couldn't be" and she tried to dismiss the thought from her head. All of her dreams of a man with the same name and looks were not visions, they were just a coincidence. 'Yeah that's it, a coincidence' she thought 'maybe you have seen him before some other time and forgot. That's all.'
With that thought spoken she started her car and drove home. Little did Angela know, she was about to go on a ride of a lifetime with this man, 'to hell and back,' literally, and her sister's visions were true. Isabel was right, Angela's powers were still there, she just didn't want to accept it, but soon she would see Isabel was right all along.
'To heaven and hell' and possibly falling in love, Angela's and Isabel's dreams and visions were about to become an unrealistic reality.