Happy New Year! I totally forgot to say that in my last update. :) Hope you all had a great holiday!
-One Month Later-
One month. It's been one month since Rachel has died and then come back to me. Every day I visit her and talk to her, but we still have our agreement. She only shows up when I've gone to hang out with a friend or family member that day. I guess she does that so I don't turn into one of those people in movies that everyone thinks is crazy for talking to the dead all day. But I can't help but notice that every day I see Rachel, she looks even more tired or worn out then the day before.
Quinn and I have gotten really close. We see each other almost every day, and when we don't, we call or text eachother. I know, that's something a boyfriend and girlfriend would do, but I'm serious when I say we're just friends. Really good friends, but just friends. I've never tried to make a move on her, and I know that she'll never do that to me.
I walked towards the cliff and saw Rachel standing there. I smiled, but that smile soon disappeared when I saw her face. It was the worst I've seen it. She looked just like she had before she died. There were dark, grey circles around her eyes, but this time her eyes were also shimmering with clear, sparkly tears.
"R-Rachel?" I asked, but for the first time, I was afraid of my own wife.
"Why didn't you have a funeral for me, Finn?" She asked quietly, but forcefully.
The question caught me off guard, and I had to think for a while. When I found my answer, I said, "Because you've been here the whole time with me. I guess it just never occurred to me that you were actually dead to everyone else, because you weren't to me."
She sighed. "I thought you would say that." Then she continued. "Finn, I need to tell you something. Something extremely important."