In this world, there's a lot of things that are unexplained, things no one can debunk. With our naked eyes we can't see a lot of what happens, but we can sense it. Living in a world where ghosts, demons, all of those paranormal entities can exist it's quiet terrifying, but you learn to live with whatever happens. Some may be skeptics, some may believe, but at the end of the day you all knew what was real, what was hiding in the shadows, what was creeping underneath your bed at night. Even if it seemed so creepy and scary, in the whole ending detail of it all, it was beyond worth it. People love ghost stories, so sometimes those things lurking made for great nightmares.
Living in a haunted house my whole life didn't phase me at all, I knew exactly what was in it. Yeah sure, at times I did break down crying from being scared, but I knew nothing could possibly hurt me, badly. The only perk besides the house being haunted, was that someone who I fell in love with, lived directly next door. Someone who I never thought I could love really made me feel dangerous, how I would always have to hide him from my parents, knowing how much they couldn't stand them. I wasn't the pristine little girl they wanted, I wanted to revolt and prove to them that I am an adult, I can do what I want and love who I want to, without being yelled at for it.
With my parents two floors above, the basement was the only place we could really meet. This little trap door that was under a bunch of rocks was his only way in, to save me from this place.
Calum Hood, when anyone heard that name they knew to move before things got bad. He wasn't such a rude person, but he did have this image to stand by. The leather on leather, his hair slicked back while underneath was all shaved, literally every girl and guys dream in this town, was Calum. Always sneaking into my yard, taking me out of school so we could drive around, forgetting about life. I wasn't a straight A+ student, but I also wasn't failing, so taking a break is what I needed. My parents never seemed to notice what I wore or who I was with, unless they smelt Calum's cologne, then they knew trouble was in my hands. After all this time, two years of sneaking around in my basement, it started to feel more of a rush, more adrenaline pumping through our veins.
Lying on the couch in my basement wearing my lace dress, a hear three knocks on the window, knowing it wasn't the rain outside. Calum was too buys trying to move the wet rocks outside, to notice how anxious I got on the inside. The small bits of sheets and some of the chairs were moving, shaking in fact. Whatever was in my home, didn't want me to be there, or Calum in fact. But once he busted in and made things call down, making me run into his arms. Feeling his wet body against mine, the coolness made my heated body relax finally. Grabbing the small string attached to the lightbulb, there Calum made the basement more illuminate.
"It's happening again Calum, every time you show up."
"What? The ghost doesn't like me?" He laughed.
"Don't taunt it, let it be. I want to spend time with my man." I winked.
"Well I want this thing out of your home! It's affecting our time together."
"You don't have to be rude, damn Calum." I shrugged, rolling my eyes.
"It's not my fault that you're scared."
"I'm not scared, I'm just stating facts that it happens when you're here."
"Let it touch us, I dare it"
"Calum sto-"
"Come on ghostie! Do something!"
Rolling my fingers inwards to my palms, there I felt them turn into fists, cracking my neck as well. This just so happened to be the last straw for me, one that I was regretting so much. There was absolutely no way in hell I was going to let him ruin not just his, but my time with him too, the last thing I wanted was for this ghost to pop up, and do something to both Calum and I. While Calum was still sending me that devilish smirk, there I lunged at him, my fingers wrapping around his neck. My lips heatedly were moving against Calum's, turning our huge fight now into a steamy make out session, one we've never had before. All the anger, the frustrations, really seemed to boil over and out now.
