|Suicide Guardian|

Chapter Six
"WHAT?" Mo screamed at me.

"You heard me," I said, crossing my arms. I could sense Jerri behind me, probably scared as hell right now.

"Those souls can't walk with the Guardians Marilyn. You know that."

"I'm going to send her back. Even if it means going to Hell." Mo just stared at me. She knew how stubborn I was, and anything short of becoming human again wouldn't stop me. Jerri was my best friend, practically my sister. She was able to fix her life and still help others fix theirs. I wasn't given that gift. I was meant to die, bleeding from the wrist in that bathroom. I was chosen.

"I'm coming with you."

"No Mohix. No. You're staying here. I'm not letting you come with us. Even if it means tying you up and locking you down." But I also knew how stubborn she was. She'd follow us anyways. And from the look in her mischievous eyes, I knew she was already planning a way to come with us.

"Fine," I said, "But we're leaving in twenty minutes. No more, no less. Don't tell anyone. Just gather what you might need. And pack light."

Mo nodded, and started to head to her room,

"Oh, and Mo," I started, as she turned around, "Thanks." 

[Hopefully it will pick up from here, and hopefully chapters won't be as short. As for readers, I think I'm just doing this right now for a few people, but please do tell others to read it. I want to become a better writer, and for that, you need readers. Also, make suggestions and comments on what you think. Thanks!]