Chapter 4

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It's the next day. I wake up with a terrible headache and my hair with dried tears in it. I see the hoodie on the ground. The hundred of texts from Kelsie on my almost dead phone. What happened last night? I ask myself. I still have the visitor sticker from the hospital on my shirt that now lays limp on the floor. I remember I went to go see Rhys in the hospital last night. He ended up dying... I finally remembered everything that had happened. I lost one of my best friends, the love of my life, my everything, because I wanted to not pay attention, because I didn't pay attention to him calling me. I soon realized that when I got home I saw his spirit...his soul was in my room hugging me. I sit on the edge of my bed and think. Was I just tired...or upset because I lost him? I ask myself. I stand up and stretch. I slowly walk to my mirror. My eyes are red and puffy from all the crying. I have a painful headache from the crying I did. I notice big red scars on my arm with dried blood on it. Did I....cut myself last night? I ask myself. I grab some clothes from my closet and go to the bathroom to shower. I keep replaying me seeing Rhys in my head. I don't understand though.... He died. I saw him pass in front of me. His heart monitor stopped and I had to leave... It's not making sense.

 I step out of the shower. My now scar covered body is dripping in water. I hear my phone buzz from the other room. It's Kelsie. She's calling me and like always everyone wants to facetime. I pause. Hesitantly I answer with my camera looking towards my ceiling.

"CHILD?!" She yells. I don't answer. "Girl I know you hear me. Why haven't you been texting me back?" She asks. Waiting for her answer, she sits in silence. "Look Kelsie..." I pause. "It's been a lot going on ok...I just...I can't talk to a lot of people...." I don't say anything else. I continue to put my clothes on. "Hey..." She pauses. "Yes?" I ask. "Wanna go out somewhere today? You know to get your mind off of stuff?" I look at my wall and then at my phone. "Yea...I don't care really." I say nonchalantly. I don't want to go but I should at least do it because I ignored her messages and calls since the accident happened. "I gotta go." I tell her. "I have...things I need to do." Knowing I have nothing to do, I put the peace sign up in the camera and hang up. I don't want to go anywhere today...not after yesterday. I'm still so confused about what the hell happened. I grab my bag, headphones and keys off my messy desk. I put Rhys hoodie on and leave the door. I lock my door still not understanding what happened. I put my earphones in and the hood on and start to walk down the street. 

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