See Through

Olivia Adams isn't alive, but she isn't dead either. Somewhere between heaven and hell lies perpetual purgatory, and she's inevitably stuck in it. There's unfinished business to be tended to, but the question of what it is remains unanswered. She walks the streets of New York City with tears in her eyes, but nobody notices the girl that barely exists. Until a beautiful day. Niall Horan has found her, and he sees and feels and hears her. She's falling in love with him, even though she's frightened since her last lover took her very own life. Through Niall, Olivia is able to reconnect with her sister, Jessi, and exist as if she never left. But, what happens when a dark mass tries to ruin any chance Olivia has of living again? Will the mass get to her, allowing her spirit to move on? Will she be able to fight it off long enough to become human again? Or, will she forever remain see through?


25. Forgetful


This is an outrage, a complete 180 of my original plans, my intentions. None of that matters anymore. I don't know much of anything. I don't know if Jessi and Niall know who I am, I don't know if my history exists at all or even my grave. But there's three things I know for sure: I am here, I am human, and I am alone.

The busy New York sidewalk makes me sick to my stomach. All these people pass me by, and they could see me and hear me if they wanted to, but I am still not acknowledged. That's the kind of world we live in, and I thought if I weren't so invisible people would actually see me. Not just look at me and see a girl standing there, but look at me and really see who I am and who I intend to be. That doesn't happen. That isn't the reality. I still barely exist, even though I'm right here on my way to no where.

I don't have anywhere to go, no where to run, and no one to turn to. And there's nothing I can do about any of it.

"Miss," a voice says as I pass by, and I recognize it as the old man's who's been quite the commoner in my life these days. I turn to him, ready to scream, but he's smiling. "I see you got your second chance, yes?"

"You say that like it's a good thing."

"Well isn't it!? Look at you! Human!" He laughs whole-heartedly. "What a wonderful thing life is!"

I back away from him slowly. "I'm starting to think you're crazier than I am. Why do I keep running into you?"

His smile fades and he looks at me square in the face, like I've shot him in the chest and ruined his life. "If you don't need a guide, miss Adams, I'll be happy to leave you alone. I took this mission because I was in the same position you are...although I chose to come back and be forgotten. And I lived my life to the fullest until my final dying day. That time I was ready to move on, and now I help others like you and I."

I can't help but laugh because, where was this guy when I went an entire year without talking to a single person? Where was this guy when I struggled with the "psychic" that told Jessi I was an extreme danger to her? Where was he when I first became inhuman?

"I'm just trying to help you, Olivia."

"Fine. Tell me how to get them to remember me again."

"Unfortunately," he says, now walking alongside of me, "it's not as simple as telling them who you are and hoping they believe you. The way this's nearly impossible to even come face to face with them again. The forces of nature are against you, I'm afraid. Only when you alter fate and destiny will you be able to see Niall and Jessi and everyone else again."

"Listen, I know I'm human again and everything but I'm no smarter than I was before. I don't understand."

He sighs. "I'm saying that you can try your hardest to find them, but it's very rare that nature will allow you to cross paths. The only way is by force. You have to force yourself on them, but even then it will be difficult. You'll have to find out where they're staying, where they're going to be, and you have to do it at the right time or nature will interfere and prevent you from getting to them."

"Again, I'm not fully understanding this."

"Damn it woman...okay, for example. If you know they're going to be at the airport at 6:45 am on Tuesday, and you're there waiting for them, let's say you get on their plane right before them and wait for them. But wait, Jessi trips over some luggage and sprains her ankle. She has to be taken to the hospital and they miss that flight. Then you have to start all over. If you wouldn't have been there waiting, Jessi wouldn't have tripped and nature would have allowed them on that flight. Now do you get it?"

"Something is always going to happen that ruins it. Yeah, I get it. Story of my life."




"You don't feel nothing is out of place -- at all?" I ask Louis, after explaining to him this feeling I've been holding onto all day.

"I suppose. I mean, I feel quite different today but I don't think something is out of place. These past few days have been kind of weird I guess."

I'm starting get a little angry with him, because no longer can I just shake of this feeling. Something is not right, and I can sense it and feel it. Somebody did something to us...they drugged us or brainwashed god I'm going crazy.

Zayn interrupts us with his own thoughts on the subject. "I feel the same way, actually. Lena texted me a second okay and asked me if everyone was doing okay...I told her yeah everything's great. Look what she said."

He hands me his phone and I read her message. How can everyone be great after what happened last night? Jessi and Niall must be heartbroken. Tell them I love them okay? I'll be over later.

Maybe I'm not the one that's crazy. Maybe it's Lena. Or maybe something did happen last night and we were too drunk or something to remember. I have no clue. I don't recall drinking. As far as I know, we came back to the apartment and went to sleep. But if Lena knows something we don't...then what did happen?

"Hey Lou!" Harry yells from the living room. "Why is the window broken?"

I'm getting to the bottom of this. I don't care if it kills me.

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