GHOST

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Jayceon sat in the room in the middle of the floor with his eyes closed. When he realized that Deja had went out he came upstairs to focus his anger some more.

If he can focus his anger and break everything maybe he can focus his anger and fix everything.

He felt bad for destroying the living room because he knew how excited Deja was when she actually started to buy all her furniture and decorating the house. All that went down the drain when he destroyed it, She would be starting from scratch again if he wasn't trying to do this. It was the least he could do because again it was not intentional.

" Come on nigga you can do this shit!" He said to himself.

3 hours later ...

Jayceon sat in the same spot still trying to do this, He wouldn't give up because he knew deep down he if could break it, he could fix it. He focused and focused and focused still nothing.

He grew anxious, irritated, antagonized by this stupid house, about trying to fix this stupid house. He grew frustrated, aggravated, enrage about this stupid house! This fucking house all that happened here and everything in it drove him insane. It made him deranged.. He could dismantle whatever he wanted, who every he wanted but it was something about this STUPID FUCKIN HOUSE that he couldn't just demolish.

He finally reached his peak thinking about this house and he felt he enraged. Jayceon closed his eyes and just screamed to the top of his lungs. He caused the lights to flicker and the ground to shake from underneath him. He screamed in one take until his voice was gone because he wasn't in taking any air.

He was breathing hard and when he opened his eyes everything was back to normal. It was how it looked before. The chandelier was back up, couch was back where it was, the tv sat nicely again and all the paintings and pictures were back on the wall set up exactly the same.

He stood tall with his head high proud of what he had done. He was proud that he took his anger and used it for something good. He was pleased with what he had done and even more pleased about who he had did it for.

It couldn't wait to hear or see the look on her face when she got home. Whenever she would come home he would be waiting invisible to the eye to see her soul reaction.

He didn't need to be praised and he didn't need to be thanked . His mood changed like the weather when it came to this girl and he had mixed feelings everyday about her as well. He wouldn't interfere with her dreams when she got home tonight and He wouldn't show her who he " really was " because she didn't deserve that. He knew this and has to keep reminding himself of this. She never tried to do anything but help him.

Even after all he's done .

He will apologized for what he said.

He will never admit that he was feeling some type of way because of her going out Derek. He will never define it as anything even remotely close to jealous. He wasn't jealous of Derek or because of her going out with him.

He acts the way he does because she makes him feel something he never thought he'd feel again .

Jayceon felt Alive.

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Derek pulled up Deja's drive way, He turned the car off and got out opening Deja's door for her. She thanked him and they headed up to her porch.