"Use it wisely."
"Tell the big dude, he will have to go without Kiesha Douglas for a long time." I smiled happily.
"Your mom always told us you were funny."
"Thank you."
"Be careful, and pray."
And that was the last I heard before I was sent back to Earth.
I stood in my bedroom. My old bedroom. I couldn't help but curl in a ball and cry.
I must have fell asleep, because it was morning, and I could hear voices downstairs. I ran down and walked straight through Trace.
"Trace!" I cried, but he just stared straight through me. I heard Justin's sweet, low voice, and followed it to the kitchen. He was staring at the food I prepared him before I died, and it was untouched, not even removed, and it smelt really bad. I walked closer to Justin and touched his cheek, but he couldn't feel it.
I was invisible they had sent me back invisible.
"Kiesha." I head Justin whisper.
"Justin, Justin, I'm right here." I cried, tears falling on my face.
"I know." he answered.
Could he hear me? And that's when the strangest thing happened.
"Justin, I will always be there for you." I saw it. I saw me hugging Justin in the exact same place a few years back.
"I know." he whispered back. He was thinking back to when he had to go for an operation, and I was back to reality.
My mind had connected to Justin's, and I could see and hear what he did.
"Justin!" Trace called.
"Are you okay, man?" Trace asked, patting his shoulder.
"Yeah." he whispered, his voice weak that I cried more.
I had done this. I caused Justin to be like this, because of my stupid action.
"Trace, can I have a few moments alone?"
"Sure. I'm in the car." he answered, before leaving.
"God, she wasn't ready to be with you. Why did you take her, damn it?" he banged his fists on the counter.
"Kiesha, tell me why. I still don't know. I don't understand. I loved you. I still love you."
"I know now you did. It was me. I don't deserve you. I turned on you, and I'm sorry" I rambled on. I looked up to Justin, my eyes locking with his, the connection there.
I was alive, and I know he could see me.
"Justin" I whispered. He ran to me, hugging me tightly, and I hugged him just as hard. It was beautiful to be able to hold him and smell him. I fell forward and he fell forward.
I was invisible.
"Kiesha, come back!" he cried.
"You deserve me. I forgive you!" he begged, falling to his knees.
"Just come back." he cried again.
