Chapter; 2 “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” if i would have known it was an angel, i'm not sure if i would have screamed so much, but at the time i didn't. “Who are you??” He looked at me and sighed. “I’m an angel of cores.” I stare at him with a blank expression. “Why do I get this all the time. I'm the Angel Bobby, RIng any bells? Ugh, of course it doesn't. I never get noticed for my jobs.”

“Ummm…” I let out a nervous fart. “Thank goodness i'm just a hologram.” “Yeah… so you're an angel? So why are you here? Where am i?” “Yes, I'm an angel. I'm here to talk to you. Oh and you're in hell.” “Hold up, hold up, hold up. I'm in hell?” “Yes. You see, at Josh's birthday party, the hair incident, you died.” “Hahaha…..ha….. I’m dead?” “Yes, That's literally what i just said. So, basically, there was a mix up between God, and the angels…. And you're supposed to be in Haven, but you got to hell. But, we since this is not our home turf, we can't get you out. You have to get out yourself.” “Ahhhh, and if i don't get out?” “Then you're stuck here for eternity, with Satin himself. Nothing big.” “Nothing big? Ha…… oooo pizza!” My hands grip the pizza, and its inches away from my mouth when the angel says “Are you dumb! That's not real pizza, it's fake pizza. They just put it here to rub it in your face that you can't eat it!”

“Ok ok, jeezz, cut me some slack, I've only been dead for 15 minuiets.” The angel stands there, staring at me, doing nothing. I finally go to sit the pizza down when i see him, or as i like to say it. I screamed so loud, but this time, I was not scared of what I saw, I screamed because of who I saw. You may be thinking I saw a demon, or satin himself. But no, neither of those. I saw my worst enemy, the person who I would never want to spend eternity with. I saw Sam. “What are you doing here?!” I say, after my long, long scream. He rolls eyes at me “I’m dead too '' It's as if his words go right through me. I stared at him “Again what are you doing here??” I ask. “Um, did you never think i’d die too?” He asked. “Well, I mean, I always knew you’d die too, but I thought we’d always been in different places.” He stresses at me for a minute, then he thinks of his answer; “See! This is why we don't like each other!” I hear the angel whisper to himself “Oof, viseus” Me and Sam, on

cue look at the angel with disgusted faces. He puts his hands up, “Fine I’ll stay out of it. Anyway, I have a birthday party to go to for a better known angel.” You could till he sounded a little bitter at the ‘better known part’. Before Sam or i could reply, He was gone.

aaaaaa thanks crimson!

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