Sacrifice. The word makes me shiver.
"Aaron?" I looked over at Jo who just woke up. She was looking worse.
"What is it babe?"
"Stop thinking about it." I pulled her to me.
"Stop thinking about what?" She rolled her eyes.
"You know what. I wasn't born yesterday, you know?"
"Yeah, I guess all guys think about that huh?" She smacked me and I laughed.
"Seriously though Aaron. There's no reason to think about it. You aren't doing it, end of story."
I nodded. "Yeah. Go to sleep." She kissed me once and then turned around and fell back asleep.
She's wrong. There is a reason to think about it. Mr. Miller's dead. Mary or Jo could be next… or even little Sara. Images of his dead body went through my mind. This thing, whatever it is, is pure evil. I looked at Jo's sleeping body again and knew what I had to do.
"Are you sure?" Mike asked me the next day.
"Yeah. Positive. You need to get what I need and I'll take care of the rest." Mike sighed. He looked tired and I felt a pang of guilt.
"Okay. I'll bring it over tonight."
"Thank you Mike. You're a real friend." He smiled at me and left.
It was dinner time and everyone was tense. Nobody felt safe after what happened to Mr. Miller. Mrs. Miller was moving to another room since she couldn't afford another place to live and didn't want to stay in that same room. Mike had already stopped by with what I needed and Mary has been asking me about it all day. Mike told her that he was thinking about moving in but Mary's smart. She knows that he's here for another reason. Then, what I've been waiting for happened. A big black figure was growing above the table and everyone saw it. Mrs. Thompson started screaming and Sara started crying. Jo and Mary were both whispering 'Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!' and Mike looked at me, waiting.
I grabbed Jo's face and kissed her then jumped on the table. I then pulled out a long knife from my inside my coat and, in one swift movement, stabbed myself in the heart. The figure stopped growing and I heard more screams. I turned to Jo, Mary and Sara.
"Jo… fight. Mary… love. Sara… grow. Love you all." I gasped out in my last breath. I felt my spirit floating away slowly and my vision started to grow fuzzy. The last thing I saw was my precious Jo climbing on the table trying to grab me.
My life is over. Aaron sacrificed himself. Mike apologized to me a thousand times and I told him that I don't blame him. The 'evil ghost' disappeared. We never did find out who it was, which I regret. Right after it happened, I wanted to just give up. Cancel the appointment I had made with the doctor for the surgery. Then I thought about Aaron's last words. 'Jo… fight.' I will fight. Sara and Mary need me. They've both been crying and wishing they could change everything. They don't need to loose more people in their lives.One Week Later
"We are praying for you Jo." Mary said to me. I took a shaky breath.
"Thank you. All of you." I added to Mike, Sara, and Mr. and Mrs. Thompson.
"You'll make it Jo." Mike said to me. He grabbed Mary's hand. Mike moved into our apartment building… with Mary. I'm happy that they fell in love. It makes things seem like they could get better. I took another shaky breath as the doctors took me away for surgery.
They put the IV in my arm and slowly I went under. When I woke up I was in a field, it was sunny, and I was wearing a beautiful white dress and my hair was full again and had color. It also had a bunch of little white flowers through it. I smiled and danced around, being happier than I have in a long, long time. Then something caught my eye and I stopped. Standing there, was Aaron.
"Aaron!" I yelled and ran to him. He caught me and smiled at me. "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see you. I've missed you so much." I pulled him to me to kiss him.
"I've missed you to. How's Heaven?" I was so excited to see him. I wanted to talk to him as long as I could before I woke up. I didn't know if this was all just my imagination or not, but I was enjoying every minute of it.
"Heaven is wonderful. It's right there." He pointed to a large hedge that had one opening. Inside I could see people smiling and dancing and talking. They were all wearing white, but different types of clothing. Some were wearing sweats and some were wearing jeans and some were wearing fancier clothes than me. "Come with me." Aaron held out his hand.
"But… where are we going?"
"But… you told me to fight." I was starting to get scared.
"And you did fight Jo. Please don't be afraid. You aren't going to survive the surgery."
"But how do you know? I might still wake up."
Aaron looked sad. "I wish Jo. Really. But you won't wake up. You aren't dead yet, but you aren't waking up and you will die. You'll just sit here forever, unless you come with me." I thought about this, still confused.
"What if I don't go with you? Could I still get in?"
"Of course! But Jo, you don't really think I'm going back there without you, do you?" He sat back down next to me and I laughed.
"Sara's going to be heartbroken."
"We'll see her again, babe. She'll live a long life, trust me. I can tell. We can watch over her too."
"Let me show you." He held out his hand again. I smiled at him as I took his hand and we went to Heaven together.
I knew Ms. Jo was dead before the doctor told us. I knew because I saw Mr. Will come to take her away. He smiled at me and waved and then… he was gone again. I didn't cry.
"I love you. Take care of Ms. Jo for me." I said to him. Even though I couldn't see him anymore, I knew he was listening.
That night I dreamt of Ms. Jo and Mr. Will. They were dancing. They were dressed in all white and were in a big meadow, with lots of white flowers. Then they stopped dancing and smiled at me.
"Hi Sara honey." Ms. Jo called to me.
"We love you!" Mr. Will called. Then they continued to dance.