Ghost...in love??

I'll miss you

1 year later

The delivery truck pulls up out-side the house ready to collect the rest of our things. Our plane to England is in less than 5 hours. “I’m going over to Jason’s, his parents will drop me off an hour before the flight.” I shout up the stair case at my dad.

“Okay honey but no later,” he calls back.

Jason has been my best friend since like forever, our moms were friends so go figure…we grew up together. If it was one of those stupid love stories, we’d be those kids that couldn’t be separated and in late teen year fell madly in love. And maybe that could’ve happened…if my dad didn’t decide to pack up our lives and move us to England.

He got this ‘amazing’ job offer over there and thought it would be a good idea to except it, then a month before we were due to move, finally drop the bomb on me.

We haven’t spoken much since, because I hate him. But I haven’t tried to run away or go to any extremes like other dumb selfish teenagers. I respect my dad’s choices…I just don’t agree with them.

At Jason’s

“I’m home!” I shout as I swing open the door –Jason’s has always been like a second home to me. Jason came running down the hallway,

“LUNA!!” he cried as he picked me up and spun me around in his arms. “My favourite, best friend in the world,” he said putting me down “hey mom, Luna’s here!” he shouted as we walked down the hall, into the kitchen.

“I heard” she smiled. She has a nice smile, it’s all warm and stretches across her face, wrinkling her eyes.

“Hey Marisa” I say giving her a hug “have you been baking cookies?” I sniff the air and walk over to the oven. Cookies! Fresh cookies! “How long have they got left?!” I practically growl.

She just laughs and walks over to the oven, “I was just about to take them out actually” steam rushes out when she opens the oven door.

“Mmm cookies” me and Jason course. She hasn’t even put the tray down on the counter before we are snatching cookies and running away to Jason’s room. We jump on his bed and shove the thieved cookies in our mouths. “Mmm, cookies” they were like heaven in my mouth, all warm and gooey, from not getting chance to cool.  

“I have to be home for eleven” I say once I have swallowed my cookie. Jason just nods –his mouth to full to speak. “I’m gonna miss you” I say looking him straight in the eye. I’ve never been so serious with Jason before, well not since my mom died. Then he did something totally unexpected…he kissed me. It wasn’t a forceful, open your mouth, let me shove my tongue down your throat kiss –like I had experienced with my last boyfriend Danny. It was all fireworks.

“I’m sorry” he said as he pulled away “I just, it felt necessary…” he was looking down, fiddling with the sheets of his bed.

Jason’s POV

It felt necessary? What?! Stupid, stupid, stupid! I was fiddling with the sheets, too scared to look at her, when she put her hand and my chin and lifted my head so I was looking straight at her. Then kissed me back. BOOM! Fireworks. This kiss was different to the last kiss though, it was a little harder, a little hungrier. Correction, a lot hungrier. Oh there goes my hoodie. Oh and now my t-shit is coming off. Okay this isn’t fare, why am I the only one losing clothing. I unzip her jacket and tug off her hoodie and T. She unbuckles my belt and pulls it from the loops. We’re soon down to just our underwear and she is now on top of me –note we are still kissing. She pulls away and starts to trail down past my jaw and to my neck sucking slightly when she reached my collar bone.  One of her hands slipped off from my chest and started pulling my bed-side table draw open. Condoms. She knew where I kept them. Not that I ever used them. I haven’t had a girlfriend in the last 6 months, no matter sex. She sat up -on my crotch might I add, and ripped the packet open with her teeth. I pulled out my…you know what I mean and she slid it on. I pulled at the pantie line and she slipped the off.

After sex…

We were lying down on my bed, her head rested on my chest, when I finally said. “I’ll miss you too Luna.”