Ok yes I finished the second chapter sooner than I thought.

And I wanted to say that this chapter is a little depressing.

Oh! I also wanted to introduce my new thing which is adding a small saying to my stories

Enjoy.

I'm struggling
I'm trying to beat it
It's a match
With strength and endurance
Death keeps staring at me
With those devil eyes of his
Whispering things
No human has ever heard before
I'm not where I should be
I don't think I 'm ready on what is about to happen.

Brittany was so shocked she wasn't sure what had just happened. She remembered seeing the car and not being able to move but she felt a push. That's when she realized someone had pushed her out of the way!

Was it Alvin?

She was still trying to shake her head clear when she heard the car speeding away. But when she looked over she saw someone lying in the road. At first she didn't believe it but as she stared she realized it was Eleanor.

Eleanor!

She got up and ran over to her baby sister. No, no, no, no, no… She couldn't believe it. Eleanor wasn't moving. She wasn't even sure she was breathing. She saw the blood dripping from her head where it was hit and she had her eyes closed.

"Oh Ellie, please wake up," she said with tears flowing down her eyes.

Then she heard footsteps behind. She watched Alvin and the others run over. "Simon, call an ambulance!" He said.

He did while the other sat there with Eleanor. Jeanette was crying now and Alvin was angrily looking where the car had disappeared. "I can't believe someone would just leave like that," he muttered angrily.

"Wait… shouldn't we move her?" Brittany asked.

Simon walked over and shook his head. "No we have to wait until the paramedics get here." He kneeled down to Jeanette's side.

"But that could take forever!" She sobbed and fell into Simon's arms.

I can't believe this is happening! Brittany knelt down closer to her sister. She wanted to hold her sister but she knew Simon was right about them not moving her. She bent her head down and started to cry.

A few hours later everyone was waiting in the emergency room. The girls and Miss Miller were all still really upset and Jeanette was still crying. Simon was sitting next to them and Theodore whose eyes were puffy from crying. Alvin, on the other hand was pacing the waiting room.

"Alvin, did you want to sit down?'" Dave asked from his seat.

"No Dave I can't," he said and looked at the double doors. "What's taking them so long?" He asked getting aggravated by all the suspense.

"Alvin, the doctors are doing the best they can. All we can do is wait," he said.

He looked at Dave sadly then back to the doors. The scene replayed over in his mind again as it as it had for the past couple of hours. He remembered hearing Jeanette shout something out into the street. He had turned around just in time to see the car hit Eleanor right in the side and drive off.

The wait was the worst part of it all, having to wait for the ambulance to get there. It couldn't have been more than a few minutes but it felt like a lifetime.

It made him sick to think that someone would just leave like that. At first he couldn't believe it but now… now he felt angry. Angry and worried.

He took a deep breath and walked over one of the chairs to sit down. Then he closed his eyes to relax and found his mind drifting off into the past…

~Flashback~

2 years earlier….

For the fifth time the soccer ball hit Alvin in the head as he tried his new trick. But as the other times it had failed and hit him on the forehead. The ball landed in front of Alvin and he angrily kicked it forward.

Still he walked over and picked up the ball. Then all of the sudden, he heard a giggle from behind him. When he looked he saw Eleanor standing at the bottom of the bleachers.

"What are you doing here?" He asked snapped.

"Nothing much really, but I usually come here to practice. What about you?" She replied still smiling.

"Oh, just trying to forget the game."

"Yeah, I can see why. You totally blew that one," she said thinking about the soccer game earlier. Alvin's team had lost six to eleven and she had seen Alvin make a lot of fumble's which cost them the game.

"Well thanks for the support El," he said looking down and rolling the ball under his foot.

"Sorry Alvin. I didn't mean it like that." She walked over to the bleacher and sat down. "Come here and talk to me about," she said smiling and patting the empty seat next to her.

"You really think this is funny, don't you?" He asked with a glare.

"Well, you losing the game isn't funny," she started. "And neither is you being all angry and depressed about it. But I can't help but laugh at the fact that you were getting beat by the ball," she said pointing to it and giggling.

He sighed, picked up the ball and walked over and sat down next to her. "Sorry for snapping at you. I've just been really angry lately."

"No kidding," she said and then a thought occurred to her. "Did you and Brittany get in another fight?"

"How'd you know?"

"Come on Alvin, it's so obvious! You two are always fighting about something. Frankly, I'm surprised you two haven't run out of things to fight about."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," he said sullenly and looked down. "It was about the Battle Band's concert."

"Oh yeah I remember! Brittany was practically bragging about how she got the tickets even though their sold out."

"Yeah well it was more like we won the tickets," he said. He looked over and saw she was confused so he went on. "You see they had this contest on the radio where the ninety-eighth caller would get a chance to win the tickets. So I called and Brittany happened to show up to ask me about some Cd I borrowed and interrupted me. Well we started fighting about it and the guy on the other line said I was the ninety-eighth caller."

"Well that's great but-"

He cut her off. "You have to let me finish," he said and went on. "Well, that asked me to name one of their new songs and I completely forgot it and Brittany answered for me. But that wasn't the worst part. Yesterday we were talking about the tickets and I told her that we could go together but of course she said that the tickets belonged to her and she wanted them for herself. So we fought about it."

"Oh… And then you lost the game!" She said, realization hitting her.

"Thanks for reminding me… Again."

"No, no, no. That's not what I meant. I mean you're angry 'cause your just feeling rejected." Alvin looked at her and she continued. "You see, you were hoping that she would go with you but wanted to go with someone else so you feel rejected and therefore, losing the game."

"When did you become a relationship expert?"

She smiled and shrugged. "I'm not. Like I said before, it's just obvious. I know you like her."

"No I don't!" He said defensively.

"Yes you do, don't deny it Alvin." She stood and picked up the ball. "Now that you know what your problem is you can solve it with Brittany. But for now, I can show you a trick."

She walked off the bleachers and onto the field. She started off with the trick Alvin was doing earlier. She kicked the ball up with the back of her heel and over her head and it bounced off her knee a couple of times before landing on the ground.

Alvin walked over. "What, now you're a show off?" he said smiling.

"I was just trying to show you how to do it right. But after the game it's obvious that I'm better than you," she said teasingly.

"Ha! In your dreams."

She dropped the ball in front of him. "Let's see," she said challengingly and crossed her arms.

Alvin smiled. "You're on."

~End Flashback~

Alvin sighed sadly. He remembered that day so well. He remembered how they had played for almost three hours and completely lost track of time and points. That was the day they had really became friends. Before that they had never really talked much. But ever since then they had become so close and now… now….

Finally he opened his eyes and looked around. Everyone and everything seemed so sad and depressing. He felt so helpless. He wished there was something he could do.

Alvin got up and walked over near the door. To his surprise it flew open and he fell back. Looking up he saw that a girl his age had walked through the doors without noticing him. She had pretty red curly hair and was wearing jean shorts with a whit belt and an orange t-shirt. He recognized her immediately as Miles.

"Miles, what's wrong with you?" Alvin said standing up.

For the first time she noticed him and gave him an apologetic look. "Oh my gosh Alvin, I'm so sorry I was just in a rush and I wasn't paying attention."

Alvin rolled his eyes. Miles had too much energy for her own good. She'd always act before thinking and couldn't stay still for a second. But Alvin had to admit that she was great at every sport he could think of and she wouldn't let anyone forget it.

"It's ok-" he barely got his words out before she walked over to the others. She hugged Jeanette and Brittany and glanced over at Theodore.

"Thanks so much for calling me Theo, I was worried when she didn't show up."

"Don't worry about," he said sadly not even looking up.

"Well tell that to the others at the Diner. Everyone's worried sick." She looked back at Alvin. "Any word on how she's doing?"

Alvin shook his head. "We haven't heard from the doctor in over an hour so I guess nothing's changed."

Miss Miller shook her head sadly. "It's just so horrible," she muttered.

"It's all my fault," Brittany said.

"Oh dear, it's not your fault," Miss Miller said wrapping her arm around Brittany.

"Yes it is and-," but she didn't finish. Just that minute they heard the doors open and the doctor walked in. Alvin was sad to see a grim expression on his face.

"Is she alright Dr. Benson?" Dave asked as everyone looked at him eagerly.

"Well, we've done all we can but it doesn't look good," he said grimly.

Alvin had dreaded his answer from the start and right now he wished he hadn't heard it.

"Can we see her?" Miss Miller asked, tears streaming down her face.

He nodded and led the way. When they got to the room the others all went up to the bedside. Alvin hung back for a second not wanting to see her like this. He glanced over at the machine next to her and saw that the movements in the line were weak. The doctor was right, he thought sadly. She probably doesn't have much time.

He looked over and saw Miles standing next to him with her back turned to the others. "Are you okay?"

She nodded but she wouldn't look at him. He looked over and saw Theodore. He looked so broken up. Alvin walked over to him and placed his paw on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Theo."

"Don't be Alvin. It's not your fault."

"Yeah but I know how you felt about her."

Theodore didn't say anything. He turned away and walked toward the window. Alvin looked over and saw that the others had left the bedside and were talking to the doctor. He walked over and looked at Eleanor.

He looked down and saw her laying there as if she were sleep. She had a cast over her right arm and a wrap around her forehead. Then Miles walked up next to him. "She didn't deserve this," she said in a whisper and leaned her head on his shoulder.

You're right, he thought. She didn't. He closed his eyes and listened to the beeping of the monitor

Eleanor couldn't move at first. The world felt so far away. She felt the hard ground beneath her as she laid there. Where am I?

She moved her hands and felt the smooth stone ground under her was cold. She opened her eyes and saw how dark it was. She sat up and looked around. It seemed so solitary. She didn't see or hear anyone. She looked around and thought she might be in some sort of tunnel.

"Hello?" She called out. Nothing. "Hello? Is anyone there?"

That's when she saw it. At first she thought she was dreaming. It was a bright white light. It was at the far end of the tunnel. It seemed to get brighter… and closer. It had a strange pull and it felt as though it was telling her to go through it. She got ready to move but something stopped.

She looked to her right and saw a pitch black entrance way. It startled her when out came someone or something in a black cloak.

"Hello," it said coming closer.

She was terrified and couldn't move. "Who are you?"

"That is not important," he said. "Do you know why you're here?"

"No, I don't really remember…. Did something happen?"

"You don't remember saving your sister from that speeding car?" he asked.

Eleanor thought for a minute. Yeah… she was starting to remember it now. She remembered feeling panicked. She also remembered hearing the shouts and all the dizziness. And there was something else… but what it was she couldn't remember.

"Wait… So I'm…" she gulped and couldn't go on.

He nodded solemnly and put his cloaked arm over his shoulder. She could feel his cold hands through it on her shoulder and it made her shiver. "But you have more than one choice," he said his voice so dark and raspy.

"Really?"

She saw him nod. "You see Eleanor-"

"Wait, how'd you know my name?"

He let out a laugh. "I know a lot Eleanor, especially when someone's going to die. Now, listen to me closely." He pointed toward the light. "You can go through there and that will be the end. But there is much more I can offer you." He turned to the dark entranceway.

She looked. It was so dark she couldn't see into it. "What's down there?"

"More. It's a future in the afterlife. Something turning down would only be a fool's choice." He turned back to her. "I offer you this because you are very special and down that hallway is far from the end. It's a new beginning. What is your choice?"

Eleanor looked from him to the bright light and back to that dark hallway. He seemed so convincing. But the truth was she didn't want to die. She didn't want it to be the end. She didn't want to die at all. But did she have a choice.

Do I?

Yes, she did. It was the through the light or with him. She had a choice but it was a hard one.

Which do I chose?

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