Chapter two

"Here, eat!" The guard said, shoving a tray into my solitary confinement holding cell. I stayed in the corner of the room and glared at the guard.

"Has she eaten at all?" A female voice asked.

"No, not sense she's been brought here." He answered.

"And how long ago was that?" She asked, it sounded like she was writing this stuff down. Could she be a reporter, maybe?

"Three weeks. And if she does eat, it's only two or three bites. She drinks the water, though."

"I see, and why have you moved her to solitary confinement?"

"She tried committing suicide."

"Shouldn't you move her to a mental ward?"

"There are no spaces left. And, this is the mental ward of the jail."

"Right, okay. I think that I have everything thing I need. May I please speak to her, alone?"

"I don't think that that's such a good idea." The guard protested.

"Please, ten minutes, that's all that I need. You can stay out here. If I need help—which I don't think that I will—I'll call you." She said, and then twisted the door knob and opened the door.

"Alright." The guard agreed.

The lady nodded and then shut the door back. She locked it.

"Areku, I'm Nisa Roach. I'm a reporter for the Japanese News Paper. I'd like to ask you a couple questions, if that's okay." She said, bending down in front of me.

"I'm not going to object." I whispered hoarsely.

She smiled warmly at me. "Okay," She whispered back. "Areku, did you love him?"

That question caught me way off guard. "W-w-what?" I asked.

"It's a yes or no question. I'm going to be asking you just yes or no questions. Just answer yes or no, please." She said.

"Yes. Yes, I loved him so much." I nodded.

"Do you miss him?"

"Yes."

"Do you want him back?"

"Yes."

"Would you do anything to get him back?"

"Yes."

"Would you give up your own life to save his?"

I was crying now. Crying and confused. "Yes! I would give anything! What is this all about?" I asked, whipping my running nose.

She smiled. "I've got all that I need. Areku, close your eyes."

"What?" I asked.

"Just close your eyes. I'm giving you a second chance." She said, and then slapped her palm on my forehead. I squinted my eyes and scrunched up my face. Damn it, that hurt! But when I opened my eyes back up, I was in Matt's car. I was speeding down the street, and he was sitting beside me in the passenger seat. My eyes grew wide. This was the night that Matt died. Holy shit, that reporter—or whoever she was—sent me back in time.

"Areku, they're going to catch us… BREAKS!!" Matt shouted, I snapped my head from his face and back to the road. It was the blockade. I slammed on the breaks and swirled the car around. "This is the last time that I let you drive my car." He sighed.

I laughed a little and then pulled him into a long and loving kiss.

"Whoa, what was that for?" He asked breathlessly as we pulled apart.

"I love you, remember that, okay?" I said, looking at him lovingly.

He smiled. "I love you, too."

I smiled at him one last time, and then I got out of the car. "Just stay in the car, no matter what." I ordered. I didn't wait for his reply, I just slammed the door shut and raised my hands over my head.

"You need me alive, you won't sh—" And I smiled as they fired their guns at me. I knew that they where going to kill me, just like how they killed Matt before. I fell to the ground and lay there.

The last thing I heard was Matt's yelling voice. And then—

FIN