Chapter 19: Chapter 19

"You look happy, ah." His teasing me again. I could not speak because of several prayers in my mind. Maybe even a suicidal person would really want to live longer, because of how this Grim reaper drive. He was probably not afraid to die, since he had been dead for a long time.

I don't know where we are now, all I know is that he is still driving. I have no other thoughts, no mission or even Chelsea, all I can think about now is my life. So maybe when about to die? All your memories come back to life. Everything that happened to you when you were young. Is that it Lord? Will you take me now?

"Aren't you released yet?" Its a laughable question. I slowly opened my eyes. We stopped now, a while before I regained consciousness and I immediately lost my hug with him.

"Am I still alive?" I asked as I removed the helmet.

"It depends, when people see you you're still alive," he replied and turned to me. He's actually handsome now, he really looks like a great playboy. It was probably his fault, maybe the amount of woman he collect then cried, so now he is being punished.

"Miss! Miss! Do you see me?" I intercepted a woman walking. I was still riding the motorcycle of this crazy Grim reaper.

"Yes, are you crazy already?" At once she pulled her arm and stared at me. The annoyance on her face only disappeared when she looked at Keir. She was still biting her lip and her eyes were sticky, I say. She was really a womanizer when she was alive.

"My God! I'm still alive!" I happily said as both hands are raised. I noticed people passing by, if they looked at me as if they had already judged my whole being. Fortunately, they didn't know me, no one in the house would report that I was crazy.

"Let's go?" It was there and I just went down there. I looked around, I was immediately amazed at what I saw.

"Are we in Vigan?" I was happy to ask Keir. He dropped before the helmet landed on Its motorcycle. He nodded slowly and smiled again, he reflected on his deep dimple again.

"Yes, I heard from women back then that it's nice to roam here. I used to just pass by here, don't you?" I shook my head at the question.

"I've wanted to come here for a long time." I happily answer while looking around.

"I hope you said we would come here, so I could wear a retro dress." If I only really knew we were going here, I would have worn something to suit this place. My dream is to wear a retro dress, so that when I take a picture, it will really fit and look old-fashioned.

"Do you want to go round?" Question it. After I looked around, I faced him. It was leaning on his motor while folding his arm. If this is a normal person, I want to be in a relationship with him, which is not possible. His heart was no longer beating. How did they become like Florence? Honestly I bet he was even more with me, than Florence who had no other thought but Valeria and himself.

I hope he's just the boss of that hotel, everyone there is probably happier.

"Sur–" I stopped when my stomach churned. I even grabbed my stomach and shyly smiled at Keir.

"Let's eat first." Laughing at its offer and pulled me away. As we walked he held my hand, he smiled looking away and I stare at its face. Why when I met such a person, not yet alive? He just doesn't have anything else like that.

"Will you be satisfied when you stare at me?" Its a laughable question while still looking ahead. I swallowed more and looked around, really embarrassing.

"No, I'm just thinking that you were probably a lot of women when you were alive." I'm still joking.

"Why? Do you think it's easy for women to like me?" His question again.

"Maybe, based on your mannerisms and speech. Maybe that's why you're being punished?" I saw him stoop laughing softly.

"I don't know, I don't remember anything." I just nodded at what he said. We still continue to walk. I really wanted to ask him why we stopped riding motorcycles, as if we weren't walking anymore.

"This is how normal people work, isn't it?" I even frowned at what he asked.

"Maybe?" I answer quickly. I stopped as he stopped, I even looked up to look at him. He just stared at my face as if wondering.

"Why maybe? You don't know?" I even looked away from his question.

"I'm not living like them," I replied. I don't know what he was referring to, because normal life to me is home and work. Even though Blake and I were together then, we never left like this. More often than not he is at work. Blake is a detective, but our relationship has never been properly investigated.

Hey! Why did I suddenly think of him? A year ago, I should have forgotten him as well.

"Why are you suddenly sad?" I even backed away when I felt his hand on my face.

"N-nothing, just hungry." After I said that, I pulled him into a café, which was just across from us.

The ambiance of this place is beautiful. It's like you're living in the Spanish era. Chairs, tables even the designs on the wall. Just, it's like we're back in the past. These are the kinds of places I like. I was happy to face the menu when I suddenly remembered something.

"Wait? Did you eat?" I looked at it at once.

"Yes, do you want me to eat you?" My mouth dropped open after he said this. I even swallowed and immediately pulled him away, I hope the cashier didn't hear what he said. What a wild soul.

"Why? Isn't that scary for children? Ghosts will eat them? I'm not just a ghost, but I can eat you." This answer is innocent. I quickly wiped my face, after hearing it. Of course, why are you thinking all that, Quinn?

"All right, order now. I'll be waiting for you there." Simultaneously sitting it. I took a deep breath first before returning to the cashier. I was even touched on my cheek while shopping for what I wanted to eat. I want cake but I also like cookies. Coffee or hot chocolate? What is this? Does it still make it difficult for me to choose?

"Until now, it's still hard for you to choose between hot choco or coffee?" Shocked I turned to my side. He just stared at the menu while having a wide smile. My heartbeat quickened, I even overcame being bathed in cold water at these moments.

"B-Blake." I whispered softly to myself. My eyes trembled as it slowly faced me. It smiled, but I couldn't recover. Where did he get the courage? After he has not felt for a year, will he just face and smile at me as if nothing happened?

"It's been a long time." I tried not to stare, just so I wouldn't look bitter.

"Hot choco and cookies," I said to the cashier to ignore Blake. Ever since he left without saying goodbye, he has also been a ghost to me. I don't want to have any more contact with him.

"Thank you." I smiled at her before leaving. Blake even looked at me as I passed him as if I didn't know him.

"Wait, are you still angry?" He stopped me. He even looked at me badly at his hand on my arm, when he noticed my look he just left me there.

"Let's forget it, just think we won't know each other."

"Let me explain, let's talk, please?" I even looked at his face. His two thick eyebrows met, while his pinkish lips parted. This is the face he used to carry me, every time we fight this is the face he shows. But that was before, during times when he would never leave me for no reason.

"No–"

"Is there a problem?" We looked at Keir once more. He was seriously standing by our side, and even Blake was astonished to see his face.

"Blake Martinez." It was within his reach. Keir just looked at it and turned his gaze back to me.

"Come on, we're going somewhere later," he said and I immediately followed him. I even looked at Blake after I sat down. His face was serious looking at the two of us. Seriously, why is there such a scene?

"Is what I did okay?" Keir asked with a laugh. I signed okay while chewing, even frowning as he looked at my hand.

"What is the meaning of this?" I immediately laughed as he mimicked my hand. He was like a child who had just seen something like this.

He even twisted his hand and wondered what it meant.

"That means. Okay! If you don't want to talk just do it." I laughed neatly at his hand. I don't know when was my last laugh like this, solid laugh. He easily made me laugh. I don't know, maybe I'm just superficial.

"I mean when I'm lazy, this is how I do it?" At the same time, he showed both his hands, which were okay signed. I imitated him as we both laughed out loud. It's really good that there is a day like this, even just now he made me laugh.

"It's really weird when you're alive? Is it fun?" I was stunned by the question, we lowered our hands once more.

"I don't know," I replied after biting the cookies.

"It's a pity? You're not eating, I hope we're together now."

"We can eat, there is no taste," he replied. I put my two elbows on the table and spread the cookies on him.

"You bite, then you think it tastes too sweet." He looked at the cookies for a moment, before taking a small bite. He sneered at it as you thought he tasted it.

"It's delicious, sweet." I even bowed and laughed weakly. Why is it that every time he speaks like a naive child? Sometimes if he speaks as if he already knows everything, he probably knows others and there are others who do not. Depends on what he sees. We continue to laugh at what-ifs things we see or notice. It's as if there's no one else here except the two of us, maybe if he's alive I'll think I'll date him and push him a little more, I'm already in love with him. Fortunately, the relationship between the two of us was clear at first.

"By the way, who is the man you talked to earlier?" This question stopped me laughing. I sighed before settling down, I turned to Blake's seat. He was still there, probably with his co-workers.

"My ex boyfriend," I replied. I was distracted by their gaze as they turned to us.

"What happened?"

"He left me suddenly, let it go. It's over." I shrug in response to this.

"Returning?" I even laughed at his question.

"It's just a coincidence, he might have a job here," I replied and hurriedly drank the hot choco. After that I wiped the binig before standing up.

"Yeah by the way, can you see in the picture?" I asked more and sat down again.

"No." I was offended by what he said. I still want to be with him in the picture, so that when I finish this mission I won't forget his face. It was as if I had proof to myself that this had happened once in my life.

"Let's go, let's just go around so we can see some wild souls," I said and stood up again, so did he. We came out of here without looking at Blake, hopefully this will be the last place we will meet again. It's only right that we don't notice anymore, since he suddenly left I decided to forget about him.