The Dawn of Tomorrow

The Dead Girl

DEAD GIRL POV

I was always able to see paranormal things. Mostly ghosts. Stuff like that. Nothing that bothered my perfectly reasonable normal life. It was normal because of them. It's normal now because I'm one of them. It's perfectly fine for me to be on a bloodthirsty run for my murderer, even if I have to use any means possible.

MOI'S POV

Shit

Shit

No

Damnit

Why

Why now ... SERIOUSLY!

My side was in pain and it made my breaths fall into short gasps. It felt as if it was being repeatedly being smashed with a mallet. Quickly reaching a hand to my side, while raising my other unoccupied one, I lied my head on the desk muttering an angry string of curses. I was seeing red as I glared at the empty seat next to me. The seat had belonged to a girl who was known to be a bit of a cuckoo head and the seat has never had a new owner, mysteriously, since 10 years ago. I knew better. After all, she was the one responsible for the pain he was feeling right now. The teacher glanced at me at the same time I brought my head up, and with a sigh, allowed me to go to the nurse's office knowing that I wouldn't come back. Grinning, I slung my backpack over my shoulder and then I felt a flare of pain. It wasn't the IM GOING TO DIE kind, but the HEY KID, YOU GOING TO SUFFER FOR ETERNITY kind. It was enough for me to almost faint. Running out of the classroom, I began to fumble with my backpack. It isn't easy to run while trying to get something out of your backpack at the same time having to deal with a burning pain in your side. I ran out the front door of the school, finally grasping what I wanted out of my backpack. It wasn't a wand (of course not), but a book. Flipping through the pages while grimacing in pain, I finally found the page I wanted. Whispering the words, I finally was able to have a relieve of the pain, even if it was going to happen whenever she wanted. She ... was the ghost sitting next to him. She was the ghost with the soul-capturing red eyes, the pitch black hair, the pale skin, and the face devoid of any emotion. A physical ghost though, and that's annoying. Grunting, I thought about trying to reason with her, but that didn't change the fact that her purpose was to kill. Her target was her murderer and that person is my father.

Looking straight forward, she said in a low whisper, "Where is your father? We had an agreement."

Falling down the side of the school's shed, I replied defeatedly, "Remember when you said that all you needed was his death? And remember when I said that I would kill him for not you, but for me?" I looked sideways at her, "I can't do it. That dirty no good man is gone. He went to the other side and you know what I mean by that."

She went silent and with a sigh, she whispered, "You let him go to the paranormal world."

I quickly stood up. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I LET HIM GO!? YOU KNOW THAT I RATHER DIE THAN LET THAT SCUMBAG RUN OFF WITH MY MOM! And what about you inhabiting my mind! You don't even seem to care about the side effects it's giving me! You just come and go leaving me in a mess!"

She just looked ahead with a blank look in her eye. Then she stood up and with a pop, disappeared. Flabbergasted that she had run away from my question, I angrily spat on the ground and picked up the book I had dropped in the midst of the conversation. I will get her back, but my "dad" was the top priority. I will kill him. I smirked knowing that by stealing him out of her grasp would make for the perfect revenge plan.

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A/N : Lately I've been saying oof way too much ><

What did you think of this teaser? No romance yet though ;-;