Dear God Do You hear me when I'm crying? When I doubt That my soul is worth savin'? Thinking "I'm not good enough for You to answer, what the fuck? Don't You love us all the same? I've taken more than my share of pain Can't You hear me say Your name? Can't You see I've got these Angel wings Sewed on to my back with black ribbon I know You know it hurts my skin I was just trying to get into Heaven I've been dying to fit in -Nessa Barrett, dear god

You were long gone. Before anyone even knew it, you were gone.

You were Calum’s best friend, and typically he was worried when you didn’t reply to any of the texts he or the band sent you. You also hadn’t been seen around town. Eventually he came around to your apartment with the police at hand and knocked on the door. No reply.

Knocked again.

No reply.

The police forced the door open and they and Calum were met with the sight of your limp, cold body lying on the floor.

Calum had never really prayed aloud in front of people before, but something took over him and as you watched as a ghost, he fell to his knees and cried out.