CHAPTER 2.2

"That idiot, I can't believe he changed!"

I went into the tower without looking back, I used the elevator gladly people are entering in so I didn't need to press the button. What if I did? I think many people would freak out thinking the elevator is haunted. The elevator buttons lit up from one to the top floor. Every person on the elevator went out.

"Wow, it's so pretty!"

The top floor was full of big rectangular windows, you can see the whole amusement park even the city. The people around me are also expressing their amazement. I move forward to see the scenery closer, then I stopped. I saw my reflection, my school uniform, black long hair, my brown eyes, and my wound on my forehead.

I held my wound and just stared at my reflection.

"Haha…I'm really dead, am I?"

I began to wonder is my mom okay out there? Is she eating enough? Does she put flowers on my picture? Is she getting enough sleep?

A familiar reflection appeared on the window.

"..Hey" Steven waved his hand. But not looking at me.

"So you still came, huh?"

"I got bored…"

"So? Does it feel that you can stall a hundred feet above the ground?"

"The elevator got me freaked out so I tried opening it when the doors closed. Realizing it was too late I just held my ground. The people inside got freaked out because the button lights blinked simultaneously because of me clicking it"

"Hehe…" I just blurted a faint laugh.

"Even the lights went on and off…"

We both burst into laughter…

"Look I'm sorry about all of that…I know you're just doing it for my sake and I'm grateful"

"No it's true…We can't fix something that is already beyond our time and situation…"

"Indeed, we can't change anything in our lives because we are already wandering spirits, but at least we can make the most out of it. It indeed does not affect our future because we're dead. But our current selves can benefit and learn something…I'm sorry for being a hypocrite earlier to say that 'You have to move on' because I can't even move on from what happened. My heart still can't accept the fact that I died early…"

I just stood there as Steven spoke.

"Thank you for making me realize that even it's too late for us to go back in our old lives, I should be grateful that I'm given a chance to face my iniquities even the world will not see it"

I opened my mouth and about to reply but Steven cut me off.

"Now it's your turn…"

He walk towards me then hugged me tightly.

"W-what are you doing? Pervert! The angels will know about this!" I exclaimed.

"Just let it out…"

"What are you…?"

"I just…"

My eyes suddenly watered way down.

"Mom! I miss you so much!"

My cries covered the atmosphere, Steven just hugged me while I burst into tears. I always put on a tough face for me and my mom, just to keep our family going. But now my mask is slowly drifted off my face. I just cried what I held a long, long time ago.

"Mom I'm sorry…I'm sorry…"

I just cried on Steven's chest.

"Hey don't let your mucus stick on my uniform…You told me right? We can't use laundry anymore because we're dead…"

"Haha…I know, I know"

My bottled up emotions slowly burst out in my chest, the pain I've been hiding even before what happened to us, I just cried it out. I'm just happy to finally let everything out, they were right it's okay to cry sometimes.