His Golden Tears - Kirsten Lott (best memoirs of all time .TXT) 📗

Katherine.

Sunday, 11:28 pm. outside the coffee shop.


The rain trickled down my spine chilling me... And right now, that was the only thing in the world I could really feel right now. I stared at Ty for a long time trying to remember good times I had had with him. But at that moment, all I could see was his pale body… his pale, lifeless body. No breathe. No heart beat. The only thing moving from him was his blood being washed down the pavement by the falling rain. His tan drenched away by death, his beautiful blonde hair, now crimson red, his deep green eyes, now pale and gray. I finally fell to my knees when I could feel my body again.


That was the day when the world went cold.

Ty.

Sunday, 11:30 pm. outside the coffee shop.

It felt strange to be separated from my body, I felt so light now. And… so… dead… I looked down at Katherine and my body. The way she cried was unbearable… Even though it’s pointless, I knelt down and hugged her tightly. Surprisingly, she jumped up and gasped… Was it possible? No… She couldn’t feel me. Then I realized she turned around to look at something.


And before I could look, the real world disappeared before my eyes.

Katherine.

Sunday, 11:30 pm. outside the coffee shop.

When I heard the footsteps from the distance I gasped and spun around, embarrassed, I wiped my tears. It was dark outside, and my eyes needed to adjust, so I couldn’t see who was there at first. Then I saw her, and she looked happy, even when she saw Ty, dead, on the ground.

To her happiest, she walked up and said, “Hey, Kat. Did Ty die or somethin’?” I stared at her for it seemed like forever, my best friend, the smartest, most popular girl in school, now, a stupid girl, alone with her stupidity.

“Are you stupid?” I felt like I was screaming, but I knew it was just a whisper. I could barely speak at this moment.

“Oh, you want me to tell you it’s okay? You want me to cry over a guy I don’t even know? Is that so stupid? I don’t need to cry for you, you are doing just fine on your own.” Shelby grimaced.

I know that she always takes offense and she always fires back, but this was a moment where I just didn’t need this. So I turned my back to her, looking back at Ty.

“Oh, come on girl, let him go! He’s in ‘heaven’ or whatever… Have you called the police?” I shook my head slightly, but enough for her to see. “And, uh, why not? Look whose stupid now. I’ll do it so the ‘widow’ doesn’t have to do it herself.” She snickered a little.

“Why are you so cruel? Do you understand?.... At all? He was my boyfriend. Practically my soul mate. You know how I am about relationships, and you know I mean it when I say soul mate.” I turned around quickly, “He was my happiness in this world and he’s gone and all you’re doing is standing there, calling ME stupid. What, stupid because I can’t dial the police because I can’t really feel my fingers right now. Because I’m crying because MY BOYFRIEND IS DEAD?! You have no reason in anything you say Shelby Anne Jonston! You were my best friend! I thought I could go to you when I was down and nobody else was around, and yet you stand here and insult me when I need you the most!” I felt my face burning by that point and I whispered, “You were the only thing I need right now. Is it so hard to not be cruel for you?”

She gazed at me in astonishment, and then her face went calm again. “Well at least I dialed the police for you. Best thing I can do right now, APPARENTLY. I guess I shouldn’t stay here with somebody that hates me all of the sudden.” She smirked and turned… and walked away casually.


I had lost two things that night.

My soul mate and my so-called best friend.

Ty.

Unknown time. Unknown place.

I kept walking around like an idiot. There is nothing in this place and I just keep walking around until I find something…. Or somebody. I know it’s crazy to say but, do the deceased souls ever get lonely? Because, about 5 or 6 minutes after death and I’m already lonely. I want to go down to where I was, with Katherine. All I wanted was to be with my beautiful and sweet Katherine. At this point I just want to comfort her, but I ended up disappearing in to this…. this… place… I’m not sure what to call it right now.


“You’re in the Gates of Heaven, in case you were wondering.” Said a booming voice.

I turned around quickly and saw a tall man with wings smiling at me.

“How—where—what the—“ I sounded stupid, but this… angel... had to understand me.

“It’s okay. Your name is… Tyler Clament…. Am I right?”

I looked at him blankly and realized (stupidly, I know) that that was my name he said. I said quickly, “Uh—umm—yes, yes that’s me. I’m—in… Heaven?”

“You are at the Gates; you don’t get into Heaven that quickly, I still need to tell you a few rules first.” He smiled and gestured me to come over there. I walked slowly, still unsure. After being murdered, I wasn’t sure to trust anybody, even if the man had wings. Stupid as it sounds, it makes perfect sense to me. When I got in front of him and looked down at my feet for what it seemed like forever.


He grabbed my shoulders and tilted my head up slightly, but enough for me to see him. “I understand how you feel at this moment with how your life ended, but you can trust me, Tyler. You know me from some time ago, that’s why I am now your guide.” My eyes widened, “I—I know you? Then why don’t I recognize you?” His smile slowly faded and he sighed, “Remember a boy named Lane Ganest?” He raised his eyebrows, still holding my chin. I thought for a moment and shook my head slightly. “I lived next door to you for about 12 years and we played basketball almost every day with Phillip and Josh? Ring a bell?”

I almost fell to my feet. My childhood best friend that I had tried to get out of my memories after he died was now my guide to being an angel. What are the odds?

He let go of my chin and laughed a little at my sudden realization. “Lane? Snicker Lane?” I laughed. “Wow, you age in heaven?”

He smiled at me and laughed, “You clearly remember me Ty. Good to see you again, Hershey Boy.”

I hadn’t heard that nickname in almost 6 years… It felt good to be with him again. “How do you remember that name?” I said, half laughing.

“I’ve been here for almost 6 years, I happen to go back to some memories. It’s always the happy ones I like to go back to.” He smiled down at me.

I looked at my hands, pretending to examine them. “I’m sorry for forgetting you… I… just… well… I didn’t want to think of you being dead… I was so sad for so long and I needed to go on… I’m really sorry. Really and truly sorry Lane.” I felt my face burning. I really couldn’t think of anything to say. Then I looked at him half smiling.

“It’s okay Ty; we all need to move on sometime in our lives. That’s how life works.” He shrugged. “Even when you’re just a soul, you need to move on. Forget all fears and woes and—“

“Is there any way I can go back to Earth.” I quickly interrupted.

He looked at me astonished, “Wait, what? Why? You’re in Heaven and you want to go back?” I nodded.

“I want Katherine to know that it’s okay and who did this to me. I don’t want my murderer to get away.”

I looked at him for a moment and I could tell he was trying to think of something to say. Then he scratched the back of his neck and sighed, “Wait until we meet God for you to ask questions like that. Come on Hershey Boy.”


As we started walking to the Gates, I was worried that I might never see Katherine ever again.