Death's Messenger (Part Four)
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The Finale

Watching Klaus through his five months of recovery.

Death's Messenger (Part Four)

I was now at the house I used to live in with Klaus. It looked exactly the same as I remember. But however, it felt different. I walked through the house and up to my old bedroom.

No need for opening doors. My time is too precious. I found Klaus sitting up against the side of the bed. He looked so pale and thin. He didn't look like the man I used to remember.

All I saw was a broken man in front of me. I felt so guilty just by looking at him.

"Klaus?" I said.

"Jane?" Klaus looked up and saw me. He gasped, "No. This can't be real. You're dead. I was at your funeral. Officer Jackson was with you when you died. It was two years ago!" said Klaus.

"It's real," I said as Klaus immediately hugged me.

"Jane, I missed you so much," said Klaus.

"I missed you so much too," I said as I choked. I looked at Klaus, "What happened to you?" I asked.

"It hurts too much. I can't get rid of this pain. This hole I have inside of me. I didn't know what to do with it. I still don't know," said Klaus.

"Klaus," tears rolled down my cheeks, "I wanted you to live and move forward without me. This isn't the answer," I said.

"I'm sorry. I just...all I wanted was more time. I shouldn't have let you go to that empire building two years ago. You promised you would come home safe," said Klaus.

"I know Klaus. I'm so sorry. But look, I'm here now for a certain amount of time before I leave," I said.

"When do you leave?" asked Klaus.

"When it's the right time. Come on, let's get you out of this room. Let's spend the time we have together," I said as I grabbed Klaus's hand. I took him to our backyard.

We laid down on the grass and looked at the stars. Klaus had a hard time walking downstairs. I noticed that his breathing was quick and short and he was shaking.

Two years of drugs and alcohol has got him to this point.

We stared at the stars. Tonight seemed to be so lively. There were lots of stars, shooting stars and a full moon, "It's beautiful," said Klaus.

We caught each other up on what's been happening the last two years. My family moved away and stopped talking to Klaus. They blamed Klaus for my death.

Calling him a failure because he couldn't protect me. His family cut him off because of the excessive drinking and drug usage that Klaus has done. But his only supporter was his mother.

Until his mother reached the end of the rope and gave up on Klaus. He lost his family, friends, his job, and soon he will lose the house. He has reached rock bottom.

He hasn't found a way to get back up on his feet ever since. I cried inside while listening to his story. I knew there was nothing I could do about it now.

"Jane, may I ask you a question?" asked Klaus.

"Of course. Anything," I said.

"Your family is afraid of dying. How did you become fearless?" asked Klaus.

"I actually don't know. I think it's the idea of death that doesn't bother me. It just never has crossed my mind this entire time until that day. I knew I was going to die and Death was near.

But I went willingly because I knew it would happen," I explained.

"I wish I was brave like you. I'm not scared of death like your family, but I definitely don't like the idea," said Klaus.

"No one does. But death teaches us something important Klaus," I said as I hold Klaus's hand. Klaus and I looked at each other.

"And what is it?" asked Klaus.

"That we live our lives in the best way. Life's too short," I said.

"You're right," said Klaus.

It must have been hours of talking between Klaus and I.

It felt so great to talk to him after two years that has passed between us, "Klaus, there's something I want you to promise me," I said as we both got up on our feet.

We were standing together, facing each other.

"Okay," said Klaus.

"I'm going to break the rules and I'm going to tell you. Klaus, you have five months left to live. Exactly five months. I will be there to a degree to support you.

I want you to reconnect with your family and become free from your drug and alcohol addiction. Promise me that you will do this," I said.

"I promise," said Klaus.

"I will always be with you Klaus. You're not alone. When your time is up, I will still be here. I promise," I said.

"Okay," said Klaus with more tears pouring down his face, "I'm so scared Jane."

"What are you so afraid of?" I asked.

"That I don't have that chance anymore," said Klaus.

"You're wrong. You still do," I said as I looked at him, "I believe in you and you need to believe in yourself."

It was a long night of talking and crying together. It was good for us since we haven't seen each other for two years. I wished Klaus could have a better life but he already took this path.

There's nothing that I could have done. The only thing that both Klaus and I can do now was to keep our promises to each other. And we did.

Throughout the five months he was able to reconnect with not just his family--but my family as well. My family apologized to Klaus for blaming him.

With both of our families' support, he was able to become free from his drug and alcohol addiction. He has never once relapsed. I saw a glimmer of hope in Klaus. He wasn't a broken man anymore.

As I was watching him, Death stood next to me, "It's really admirable to watch your husband get better and better," said Death.

"Thanks," I sighed as I walked away.

"What's wrong?" asked Death.

I turned around to face Death, "It's great watching Klaus get better, but he has three more months left to live. I can't help but feel guilty," I said.

"But this isn't your fault," said Death.

"Well it feels like it is," I said.

"Why do you feel like it's your fault?" asked Death.

"That I gave up my life to protect a little girl and knowing that deep inside me, I would do it again. I hurt Klaus. I didn't want to," I said.

"I know you didn't want to. But you need to remember that this isn't your fault," said Death.

"Death there's something I would like to ask you. You can refuse all you want. You can tell me no and I'll cry. You can get mad at me and do usual.

You can do anything you want to respond to my answer. I don't care," I said.

"You want him to live longer," said Death.

"Yes," I said, "I want him to live long enough until he passes of old age.

He should fall in love with another woman, have kids, get his dream job, travel the world--everything he has ever wanted to do. I don't have these opportunities anymore because I gave that up.

But he does. He can do all of those things and live a full life," I said.

Death sighed and took a minute to think. I knew I was going against everything I knew for the last two and a half years, "I will do it.

You have never asked for anything ever since I first met you. You helped me a lot. You're the best messenger I ever had," said Death.

"Death," I said as I walked towards him. I hugged him, "Thank you. Thank you for this," I said.

"Think of this as my way of paying you back for all the hard work you've done," said Death.

I let go of him and we looked at each other, "As long as you keep him on that path, I can do what you asked," said Death.

"Thank you," I said.

Klaus stayed on the path for five months. He made new friends and he started going to school part time for a job that he wanted to do. Game design and animation.

I thought it was awesome he wanted to do that. He sold the house and moved into his own house. After the five months was over, I came to him. He was waiting for me, "Hello Jane," said Klaus.

"Hello Klaus," I said. Klaus looked so different before his recovery. He looked healthier, happier, and his house looked beautiful.

"I'm ready to go with you. I've been sober for five months and I patched things up with both of our families," said Klaus.

"That's good," I said.

"Jane, is there something wrong?" asked Klaus.

"There's something I want to tell you," I said.

"What is it?" asked Klaus.

"You're not coming with me," I said.

"What? Why? I thought I only had five months to live? I did my part," said Klaus.

"I know and I did my part too. You've been doing so great. I loved watching you go for your dreams and creating a new life for yourself.

Once you took control of your life, I didn't think you would need my help anymore. But I still made sure that I watched you," I said.

"Jane," said Klaus.

"I want you to live your life without me now. I want you to live your life to the fullest Klaus.

Become a game designer, fall in love again, get married, have kids, travel the world, grow old with someone else. You have so much to accomplish in this world Klaus.

Honestly this is the best thing you can do for me," I said. I saw Klaus's eyes getting watery, "Even though my life was short, I had the best life because of you.

Thank you for making me the happiest woman alive. I will always love you and I will always be with you. Don't forget that okay?" I said.

"I promise I won't forget," said Klaus as tears were pouring down his cheeks.

"Good," I said with a happy smile on my face.

"Jane, thank you for everything. Thank you for guiding me to the light and to this new life. I love you," said Klaus.

"I love you too. I can rest in peace knowing that you will be okay as I do my job. Goodbye," I said.

"Goodbye," said Klaus. It was the most difficult goodbye I ever had to do in my entire life. But it was good for the both of us.

As years passed by, Klaus became very successful and fell in love with a lovely woman named Clara. They got married and had three kids. He named his firstborn daughter Janet to honor me.

After doing enough special cases for Death, he gave me my wings and halo. Now I was able to go on my own wherever I wanted without Death's help. I continued to do more cases and sometimes...

I would go check on Klaus's kids when Clara and Klaus were asleep. Watching over these three kids and protecting them was a bonus for me.

I was happy to be their guardian angel until the end of time.

THE END

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