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SUMMARY: Maddie can see and speak to the living, but the dead as well. She helps lost souls move on, but it's been a couple years since she's helped anyone due to her abusive husband. But when a man appears not knowing what is going on, Maddie can't explain why he can't see the light to cross over. But maybe it's not her that's meant to help him move on. Maybe it's the other way around...
SNEEK PEEK:
"What is your name?"
"Howard Han, but uh, just call me Howie."
"Well, Howie I'm Maddie, and I'm very sorry to tell you this but...you're dead."
And in those two simple words, his whole world seemed to crumble. Chimney stumbled back as if he himself had just been slapped, shaking his head back and forth. "No, no that's not possible. I feel fine. If I were dead I wouldn't be here talking to you. I'd be...I'd be…" Well actually he doesn't know where he would be, but his guess is a hospital. The only thing he can remember is the accident and his situation being not a good one, so how the hell had he ended up in this woman's bathroom?
Only the first chapter is up but hope you guys enjoy it. Let me know if you’d like me to just post the whole thing on Tumblr instead of linking my archive. :)
Chapter two is officially up!!!
SNEEK PEEK:
Chimney isn’t sure if he wants to live or die though, that’s the sad part. If he dies he dies, maybe then he would get to see Kevin and his mom again. It has been so long since he last saw her that her voice has faded and her face is only present from the photographs he has saved from all those years ago. If he lived though, he would have months of therapy and pain to work through, but he would have the support of the 118 and every other fire station in LA by his side which is a comforting thought. But he just wouldn’t have that special someone waiting for him.
So as his eyes grow heavy, and Bobby’s pleas for him to stay awake grow quieter with each passing second, Chimney can’t help but let his last thought be that he wasn’t meant to meet anyone.
That special person doesn’t exist for him.
I feel kinda evil for doing this, but here’s a small SNEEK PEEK into my next chapter for The Start of Something Good. I’m finishing up the final scene for chapter 3, with Maddie and Chimney, and then once I edit it I’ll be posting it. So it should be out either later today if I get really inspired or early Tuesday. Enjoy! 😈
Darkness.
He hates that everything he sees now is dark and he doesn't know why.
Chimney has been here before he knows that, and he thinks that it may have been right before he suddenly just appeared in that woman’s bathroom. In Maddie’s bathroom. It was as if one moment he was engulfed in nothing but black that stretched for miles, and the next he was blinking his eyes so they could adjust to the ceiling light. But now he’s back in this dark and lonely space, and he can’t tell where he is or if here is even a place. Chimney doesn’t know how long has passed either. He doesn’t think time passes here anyway.
But then, unlike the first time he was here, a bright light appears before him, the colors close enough to be compared to a sunset shining across his features. Chimney can’t put it into words, but the closest he would be able to say about the light is that it’s beautiful...he hasn’t seen anything like it. Not only that though, the feeling of peace and pure love like nothing he’s ever felt before, not even for his own mother, is invading his very system.
He still doesn’t want to admit that he’s dead, but isn’t this what Maddie had meant by seeing a light? It has to be, because she said crossing over would bring peace and that’s exactly what he feels.
That love is so tempting, and Chimney takes a few steps towards it. It has been so long since he felt that feeling solely directed at him, and he can feel no negativity as he continues to walk forward. He isn’t being judged, or mocked, or feeling like he failed...no, he feels cherished in this very moment. Like anything wrong he may have done, no matter how awful, it didn’t matter. Everything is okay, and this light is meant for everyone after death. Maybe going into the light wouldn’t be such a bad thing.