Three Brothers and a Ghost [Sequel]

Chapter 1 Getting the Hang of Things

Marcilynn

LAST TIME:

"I'm so sorry, guys." I told them and looked at them.

"I know I've never been the perfect sister, but I know how much you guys love me. Especially you, Darry. I know you didn't mean harm when you did what you did. You were just full of lust. I guess it took me accepting death to figure it out." I paused for a moment and looked at them. I knew they couldn't hear me. "So, I'm sorry."

I looked my body and then back at them.

"I promise I'll hold on. Even if it hurts like hell. I will hold on."

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NOW:

How old am I now? Eighteen. Freaking eighteen. Am I ever going to get out of this coma? I never realized the damage I did. To myself or to my family. If I had a chance to go back and never do it...I would. I got into this coma since I was fifteen. It's been four damn years.

Over these fours years I've been a ghost. Just walking around and watching every person who comes and goes through this hospital door.

I see peers who aren't really my friends. I see my closest friends. I see my family.

The one who has stayed by my side since day one was Ponyboy, my twin brother. He keeps me going. If it wasn't for him keeping me going I probably wouldn't be here.

My other brother Sodapop is here often, but not all the time, day and night like Pony. Sodapop works a lot at the DX Gas Station to help with the bills. He comes and goes although I wish he'd be able to stay longer than he does.

My oldest brother Darrel comes in and out like Soda. He's always working, so he comes in when he has the chance. I'm not at all mad at him at all. In fact, I want to talk to him and hug him and tell him I love him. No matter what, he's still my brother and I will always love him no matter what. I think Darry knows and now he feels guilty. He comes in to talk to me and I hear him. I hear him apologize. I hear him cry. I hear him laugh. I forgave him a long time ago. Now I miss him just as much as my other brothers. We are the only family we have left since our parents died.

We do have the gang. They've always been there for us, so they might as well be family too. Two Bit and Steve come by every once in a while and it's always a blast.

I also see Ferris Wilson come by every once and a while. He usually talks about his day and how everything is going in his life. Ferris is so sweet. Ferris has come and gone throughout the years and I must say that I have a little crush on him. Although the down side now is that he has a girlfriend. He told me all about her. It was quite annoying actually.

I haven't seen Jackson really at all. He only ever visited twice and it was usually only him. He apologized over and over, but my feelings for him have completely vanished.

This ghost thing isn't exactly fun. First off you're outside your body which is weird in the first place. It's basically a very real dream. I can see myself lying there looking dead even though I'm breathing. I can, in fact, walk through walls and doors. I can hear what everyone says too. They'll talk to me but I can't talk back. I've been getting used to it by now. I mean when four years go by you get the hang of things.

I miss my brothers. I miss my friends. I've missed my whole high school experience. I probably won't even wake up for graduation.

I really miss being real.