𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐞

Chapter 7

"Hi." I said aloud.

He can't hear you idiot.

I shook my head at myself as I remembered that and brought my hands back to the ouija board. This seemed to be the only way I could truly communicate with him.

I moved the planchette to two letters and spelled out: HI

He smiled down at the board, exposing his adorable dimples and moved his messy hair out of his face.

"Before we continue, are you a friendly ghost or a mean one?" He joked.

I brought my hands back down to reply but stopped when he shook his head.

"That may be too long. Let's do yes or no questions. Okay?" He asked.

"Okay, here goes nothing." I whispered nervously to myself as I moved the object to
"yes".

"Are you here to hurt me?" He asked suspiciously.

I rolled my eyes and looked at the boy in front of me. If I was going to hurt him, I'm sure I would've by now rather than sit here and talk on this stupid board.

I moved the board piece to "No" and he let out a loud exhale. "Well, that's great to know."

I laid my hands back on my lap and waited for another question anxiously. It had been so long since I talked to anyone and I was a lot more excited than I should've been.

"Do I know you?" He asked as he leaned closer to the board, sending a wave of his scent in my direction.

I breathed in his peppermint smell and felt an unbearable throb in my head. I took a few deep breaths as I rode out the pain and I shook my head. These things seemed to be worse around him.

"Still there?" He yelled as he looked around. "I asked if I know you."

I thought about his question for a moment but I was unsure how to answer. I was sure I knew him, but I could not remember him. If I answered yes to his question it would prompt him to ask details that I didn't know.

So I settled with a "no" and his smile slightly dropped. A moment later he shook his head and his expression went back to its happy one.

"I'm sorry. My girlfriend died a few months ago so...I was hoping...I'm sorry." He said with a sad laugh.

His girlfriend?

Could it be a coincidence that I died around the same time as his girlfriend and he knew me? I didn't think so. It could very well be possible but it seemed unlikely.

But wait! Elijah...

According to Death and the police, my boyfriend was Elijah. I didn't know exactly when he and I split up but the way everyone talked about him, I assumed we were together up until a while before my death.

So how could Carter be my...

Maybe it was truly a coincidence and he did in fact have another girlfriend.

"What's your name?" He asked sweetly.

I smiled at his voice and felt a blush tingling onto my cheeks as I bit my lip. As I got lost in my own world of looking at the boy in front of me, I didn't notice my foot knock down a glass of water besides me.

"Shit!" I exclaimed as I got up to clean it. I reached for a roll of napkins on the table and to my surprise instead of my hand falling through it, I picked it up.

My mouth dropped as I looked at it for a moment in awe. I hugged the roll of napkin to myself as tears fell down my cheeks. I was happy to be touching something, anything no matter what it was.

The contact felt nice. It was a nice change from the feel of nothingness.

I opened my eyes as I wiped my tears quickly and looked back down at Carter. He was looking at the roll of tissues in shock and I suddenly burst into laughter.

I couldn't imagine what he believed he was looking at. Just a roll of tissues floating in the air...it would've creeped me out too.

I ripped off a few napkins and knelt down to where the water spilled to clean it up. As I wiped the wet spot, Carters' eyes remained glued to the napkin.

"You can touch things." He said in disbelief.

I didn't know how to respond to him. The ouija board was a few feet away and he was looking in my direction, so I just continued cleaning.

"This is going to sound weird but...can you try touching me?"