Ghost (C.H)

1.2

*Calum*

"No...no...NO!" Luke yelled shaking his head back and forth. "I'm dreaming. I lost Cal years ago. And ghosts aren't real." He looked like he saw a ghost. Which I mean, he has. "It just can't be," he said.

"It took me a while to understand it too luke, but it's true. I'm a ghost and I'm really here talking to my old best friend." I walked over to sit on the couch. I had a feeling he wasn't going to leave very soon.

Luke slowly got up and walked over to the small chair in front of me.

"What do you mean old best friend Cal? You still are my best friend. You don't understand how long I've been depressed since I lost you." He said sternly.

I shook my head. "You can be best friends with a ghost. You can't be anything with a ghost. People will think you're crazy."

"No they won't, I promise you-"

"Luke," I interrupted. "Listen to what you're saying. You're saying if someone is friends with a ghost other people won't think their crazy."

He nodded.

"Well I know someone who is friends with a ghost. She was called crazy. Her names Emma, and that dick who called her crazy was you, luke. It was you."

He put his head in his hands in what I could tell an emotion of shame. "I regret everything Cal. I really do. And I miss us being best friends. I want that chance again. I don't care if people call me crazy. I'll have the label if it means getting my best friend back." He looked at me pleadingly.

"It's too late for that Luke," my eyes were getting watery. But I couldn't let myself cry. "I'm already dead and like I said before, you can't be best friends with a ghost." With that, I disappeared. However, I was still in the same spot and could see him. He just couldn't see me.

"FINE!" He yelled. "I DONT NEED YOU!" He said. He looked around him and spotted a glass vase. He grabbed the case and smashed it on the floor. And with that he left Emma's house crying.

I re-appeared and slowly walked over to the vase. It turned out to the the same vase I smashed.

I put my hands on my head and kneeled down staring at the vase. I couldn't hold it back anymore, I had to let my emotions free. I began crying thinking of how much hell I've put everyone through.

Why do I have to hurt everyone I care about?
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A/n: it's a bad ending I know, and it's a short chapter:-( but it's been a while since I updated and I felt bad so I did it even though it's late and I have to get up early tomorrow.

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