Second Chance - zzmbrashear (recommended ebook reader .txt) 📗

around me and his lips touched mine. At that moment I didn’t feel like I was trapped in someone else’s body. At that moment I was Claire, I was me. I didn’t want to think. I knew what I was doing was going to have consequences. I know this. When we pulled away I didn’t want to open my eyes but I did. He looked at me. I could see regret on his face.
“Claire?” He asked. I wasn’t thinking at that moment. All I thought was that I was in his arms again. It felt so right. I didn’t want the feeling to end.
“Yes.” I replied. I knew I did something stupid because then Rachel appeared. She was in Ghost form. She was shaking her head.
“Walk away. Now. Walk away.” She was saying to me.
“No.” I told her.
“Who are you talking to?” Mat asked and turned around to find no one there.
“I’m not talking to anyone.” I told him. He probably thought I was crazy.
“Melinda, walk away before you get yourself in trouble.” Rachel warned me but I didn’t listen.
“I’m Claire. Not Melinda! I’m Claire!” I screamed to her. She disappeared. Mat took his hands off me and took two steps back.
“Are you okay?” He asked me.
“I’m fine.” I told him and tried to walk closer to him but he took another step back.
“Then who were you talking to?” He asked.
“Do you really want to know?” I asked him.
“No more lies. I don’t know whats happening. I know Claire died but every time I see you I see her face but your voice. I want Claire. I need Claire.” He corrected himself. I took a deep breath.
“I’m Claire.” I said. Before I got to say more he interrupted me.
“What?” He asked.
“Don’t interrupt me!” I said in a loud tone. “When I died, I didn’t really die. I went into another body. Which, in this case, is Melinda’s. I don’t know where Melinda is or what body she is in but I know I’m Claire. I’ve been here all along but I couldn’t tell you. The person I was talking to was Rachel she is my guardian angel. She explained everything to me.” Mat was getting a worried look on his face. “Mat honey, you have you have to believe me.” I begged him but he turned around and started to walk to his car. “Mat! I’m telling the truth!” I said then he turned around and looked at me.
“How can you? How can you lie about something so special?” He screamed and then turned back around and kept walking. He got in his car and drove away. I ran after him. “Come back!” I screamed but he kept driving. I saw tears falling from his face as he drove away. I fell to my knees screaming. How could he not believe me? When I looked up Rachel was reaching out her hand. I took in and she helped me up.
“How could he not believe me? I’m Claire!” I said. I was yelling at Rachel when she did nothing wrong. “I’m sorry.” I told her in a soft voice.
“He saw you in this body because he truly loved you. He did not believe you because it is too much for anyone to believe. Claire, I’m sorry.” She said. This was the first time I saw sorrow in Rachel’s face. Every time she came before she was serious. This is the first time I saw actual emotion. I hung my head and walked along the beach. After about an hour I sat down. I couldn’t believe I blew the secret. If someone told me that I wouldn’t believe them either so how could I ask Mat to believe me?

Chapter 4

It now felt like my whole world was crumbling down. Matthew had reassigned me as his secretary. I no longer had the luxury of looking at him anymore. When I got home Roger had been waiting for me in my room and he didn’t waste any time.
“What are you doing alone with your boss?” He asked me.
“I’m not under interrogation and its none of your business.” I told him. I was upset that he thought he had the right to tell me who I can talk to.
“I want to know!” He yelled. His hands were placed firmly on his hips.
“We were just talking. You don’t get to choose who I get to talk to!” I yelled back at him. “I think you should leave.” Roger walked out of my room. “Rachel! Rachel! Rachel, please, I need you.” I said. Then I turned around and there she was.
“What do you need?” She asked. I didn’t think saying her name was going to work but it did.
“I don’t know anymore.” I said with a sigh. “This is who I am now. I’m not going to be Claire am I?”
“No.” Rachel replied. “Claire, I have been doing this for years. I want to share a story with you. When I was ten I was walking home from school and a truck hit me. It was a hit and run. No one found who did it. They placed me in a hospital and I died two days after. Since I was a child I was innocent and the innocent get put in training to be guardian angels. It was only two years of training for me but for others it was longer. As a child I didn’t understand. It was hard for me not to go to my family. I could but I knew that its what was suppose to happen. I have been doing this for fifteen years now and I have not seen anyone more attached to their old life than you. You had such perseverance. Thats why when I saw you had given up I pushed you to get on your feet again. You know this is not right. You’re not brain washed like the rest. I say that this is your life now but I think its wrong just like you. I have to see hundreds and hundreds accept that they will never see their loved ones again and, if you ask me, I would rather die. I’ve read the Bible and I know whats suppose to happen and this is not right. I want to help you.” Rachel told me. Her wavy blonde hair covered her face as she looked down. “For the next few weeks I don’t want you to contact me. I’m going to help you, Claire. That I promise.” She said and then disappeared with the blink of an eye. I didn’t know how she could help me but something inside me told me I trusted her.
“Who was that?” Roger asked. He was standing in the door way. He must have been listening. “She disappeared out of no where. How can someone do that?” He asked. I could tell he was thinking about so many things at once that he had no where to start.
“Sit down.” I told him. I was tired of keeping secrets. This was coming out one way or another. I didn’t want to tell him like this but I had to. “I’m not Melinda. My name is Claire. I know I’m in Melinda’s body but I’m not Melinda. When I died I went into another body. I’m just as confused as you are. The woman I’m always talking to is Rachel. She’s my guardian angel. I have been trying to find a way back to my life and she’s trying to help me. I don’t know who Melinda is. I know this may sound crazy but you have to know I’m telling the truth. There is so much more I can tell you but its not important at the moment.” I said to him. He sat on my bed with no expression at all.
“I believe you.” He said.
“I’m telling the truth but how can you believe that? If I was told that I would check the person into a hospital.” I said.
“I believe you because I know how Melinda acted and your nothing like her.” He said. I didn’t care why he believed me. I’m so happy that he did. “You had to live like this for almost a year now. How did you do it?”
“Not easily. I’m miss my family terribly. I took them for granted.” I said and hung my head.
“What was your life like before?” He asked. I smiled just at the thought.
“Well, I was madly in love with this guy. He was just the perfect one. His name is Mat. He works at the same company as Melinda does. Matthew and I lived in the Suburbs. The night I died Mat went in a different car to his office because he had forgotten the ring he was going to purpose to me with. I didn’t find this out till later.” I told him.
“That must be horrible. I have to admit, I’m in love with Melinda.” He said as if I didn’t know.
“I know.” I told him. He looked up from his hands.
“How?” He asked me but the answer was simple.
“You always stare a little too long and hug a little too tight. Why didn’t you tell her?” I asked him.
“Every time I got close to her we would end up going to the beach or something and I always got butterflies and chickened out. I didn’t really realize I couldn’t live without her till she was almost gone.” Roger replied. I thought that was so sweet. It made me think of Mat and how much I miss him.
“Thats really sweet.” I told him.
“Yeah, only if she knew.” He said. Roger and I took a walk in the park. We sat at the picnic table. I heard the ice cream truck and rocked my head to the beat.
“Every time I hear that sound I think of when I was a little girl and my Father was alive. I think about when he would take me out to the park after Church on Sundays. We would have conversations that would last for hours and he would always buy me ice cream.
“Wait a second.” He said than ran across the street and got two Cotton Candy ice creams.
“How did you know Cotton Candy is my favorite?” I asked him suspiciously.
“I didn’t but it is Melinda’s favorite. You two have a lot in common.” He said and I didn’t feel like arguing so I agreed. After our ice cream was done we walked along the sidewalk. Right in front of my eyes Mat walked in front of me.
“Can we talk?” He asked.
“You didn’t believe me then, you won’t believe me now!” I said and turned around.
“Claire!” Mat said in a loud tone. I stopped dead in my tracks.
“What did you call me?” I asked. I felt tears coming so I wiped my eyes before they could fall.
“Claire. That’s who you are, isn’t it?” He asked.
“Yes.” I replied.
“Roger, can you give us a moment?” I asked. He nodded and walked towards the picnic table we first sat at.
“Why didn’t you try to find me sooner?” He asked me.
“I don’t know. There was so much going on and my Guardian angel said I wasn’t aloud to contact anyone from my life. I just couldn’t let you go.” I said.
“Oh.” He replied.
“Thats all you have to say? Oh! I’m not dead! Most people would be over joyed but all you have to say is, Oh.” I said. I noticed I was yelling so I lowered my voice.
“What do you want me to say? That I believe you. I’m a Christian. Thats my