I laughed obnoxiously. "you ain't no damn ghost stop frontin'."
"What's all that damn noise?" Selena questioned, barging into my room.
"Oh nothing, I was just ta--" I looked in front of me and the boy was gone. "I didn't mean to slam the door, sorry."
"Mhm, I'm making breakfast." She closed my door and I slumped back down on my bed.
I'm seeing shit now? I laid down and closed my eyes, this has to be a dream. I opened my eyes and the boy was sitting on my bed.
"Go away! What do you want from me?"
He chuckled, "I wish you would stop saying this is a dream."
"How did you get into my house?"
"I'm dead, i've been dead for a while now. This is new to me too, nobody can see me- but you can."
"This can't be real." I got up, and starting to pace around my room. He appeared in front of me, causing me to abruptly stop. "Quit doing that."
"Just face it. You can see ghosts." He laughed, "you should be happy you can see me anyway, I'm pretty fine if you ask me." He licked his lips and wiggled his eyebrows.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"And why the hell was you scaring me like that yesterday? That wasn't funny!" I slapped his shoulder but my hand went through him instead. My mouth fell open, "you really are dead."
"Duh." He appeared on top of my desk. "Scaring people is funny, plus you was slamming doors- interrupting a nigga sleep and shit."
"You dead, you can't sleep."
"I guess. What's your name anyways?"
"Jeanylice- what about you?"
I nodded my head, "So wh--"
I was interrupted by the sound of glass breaking, we both looked at eachother and rushed downstairs. Him getting there before me of course cause he can walk through walls and shit.
"You can't do anything right!" Felix screamed at Selena, "get the fuck out of the kitchen!"
I looked at Chris who's jaw was clenching.
"Hey!" I ran into the kitchen pushing Felix away from Selena. "Don't talk to her like that!"
"You mind your fucking business!" He smacked me across my face- and I held my cheek in shock.
"I hate you!" I screamed, "I hate you so fucking much!" I left the house and made sure to slam the front door, I heard a picture frame shatter to pieces but I didn't care. Chris appeared next to me as I walked down the block, I almost forgot about him. I felt his cold hand caress my back, sending chills up and down my spine.
"Don't worry about him Jeany." He reassured me.
"I can't do it anymore, I just want him to leave." I cried.
"Don't cry." He appeared in front of me, causing me to stop again even though I could easily walk through him. "He isn't worth your tears, trust me- I know."
"How?" I wiped my eyes and sat on the bench that stood in the park.
He sighed, "listen to me very carefully." He took the seat next and looked around as if he was making sure no one could hear him- which no one could because he's dead. "My family and I were murdered- slaughtered.
I covered my mouth in shock, feeling my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. "By who?"
"No, that's bullshit." I got up from the bench and started pacing again. "Felix is crazy, but he ain't that crazy."
"Jeany I'm telling the truth. He's not just crazy, he's sick- mentally ill."
"You're lying! You're just trying to get inside of my head!" I backed away from him, but he appeared closer.
"I'm fucking dead!" He yelled. "What reason would I have to lie to you about my murderer?"
"Just leave me alone! Stay away from me!" I ran back home and went straight into my room. Chris walked right through my door as I sat down on my bed.
"Nigga you act like locking the door was gonna do something, I'm a fuckin' ghost."
I put the pillows over my ears trying to block out his words but it was no use. "What do you want from me? You want me to guide you to the light or something?"
"What do I want from you?" He appeared in my face. "I'm trying to protect your dumbass but you won't listen- this is for your own good!"
I looked into his eyes and a rush of cold air came out of my mouth.
"Don't look into my eyes." He said sternly. "Don't ever, do that."
"Why?" I said, coughing for air.
"Anyways. Are you gonna listen to me or not?"
I shrugged off the fact that he just totally disregarded my question. "Whatever."
"Your step-father, Felix, was once my step-father too. Two years ago he was married to someone named Jessica Williams- my mother. A year into the marriage he moved us into this house, then one day he just snapped."
Suddenly I was in the dining room, it looked far more lively then it did now. There, I saw Chris and I'm guessing his mother at the dinner table. I saw Chris's ghost in the corner watching as I watched too. Jessica and Felix then started arguing when he grabbed a knife and slit her throat. Chris got up from the table and watched his mother bleed to death, too traumatized to do or even say anything. Chris charged at Felix when he stuck the knife in his stomach, watching him drop to the floor. Felix continuously stabbed Chris until he saw his eyes close.
I was back in my room, with my hand over my mouth. I felt the tears in my eyes- it felt like I was actually there, like I had actually witnessed that murder.
"Do you believe me now?" Chris questioned, lowly.
"Yes." I whispered. I got up and started pacing again- I always do that when I'm nervous, or thinking. "Does that mean he's gonna kill us too?"
"Unfortunately, yes." He appeared on my bed, causing me to turn around. "We're not the first family he's murdered, he remarries after every killing. I'm just surprised he's been married to your moms for that long."
"You say it so nonchalantly. Nigga I can be dead tomorrow!"
"And that's where I come in." He got up from the bed smiling. "I've been wanting revenge for quite awhile now."
"So what you gonna do? Scare him?"
"Not just scare him,but torment him."
"Sounds fun." I laughed, "can I help?"
"Duh, we in this together shawty."
"Cool, cool- so when do we start?"
"You will know." He chuckled, then disappeared.
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