Carlos' P.O.V:

I watched as he dissapeared from my arms. I tryed so hard just to get him back..only to lose him again. What is heaven without Logan? Heaven supposed to be so wonderful...if it is..then this cannot be heaven. I'm just living in my own immortal hell. Realizing this, made me come to the conclusion that i'm roaming the earth, spiritless, emotionless; I can't feel anything.

Soon I was hovering over my best friends lifeless form. I reach down and grazed the palm of my hand over his pale face. His eyes popped open and he groaned.

"...Carlos..?" He breathed out.

"Yes Logan?"

"What are you doing here.." He smiled. I just smiled back and sat on the edge of his bed.

"I'm gonna make the pain go away, Logan." I said, running my hand through his damp, raven hair. He blinked his eyes unknowingly.

"Will you leave with me, Logan?" I asked, holding one of his buised hands.

"Leave? Where?"

"Logan, I never went to heaven. I'm in hell. I need you, Logan. Heaven isn't heaven without you. I love you, Logan." I batted my agile eyelashes. He looked at me like I was a stranger. He arduosly rasied his arms and attempted to wrap his arms around my neck, but I wasnt there. I was just a spirit; His arms fell unsturdy.

"I cant feel you.." He breathed out. This is mentally agonizing for me. I just can't stand his usually angelic body being abused like this. I want to help him make the pain go away.

"Look at us Logan.." I winced. "I'm long gone, desired to be forgotton, and your on death's path, right behind me. All this just happened in what seems to be a blink of an eye.." I sniffed. I may be an angel, but I can still cry.

"What's it like being dead, Carlos?" He fake smiled. God knows there are over 200 false emotions behind that smile..

"It's very tiering." I began "What makes it even worse, is that I have to linger on earth longer than what I desire because I want you to feel what I feel. Take my hand, Logan. Lets fly far away from here." He fumbled over his thoughts before closing his eyes. His illusional spirit rose and intertwined his baby-soft hand with mine. He had no cuts, bruises, nor a broken soul. We turned back around to the sound of his heart monitor going flat, and we walked into the sunset, hand in hand destined to walk through the stars.

Okay, so I THINK thats the end, but I would love it if you all gave me ideas for sequels? (: