Angel ~ In the Eyes of Megan

Chapter 3

I sat on the floor as Cam and Nash sat on the couch. We were watching Netflix and eating popcorn. The only light sources in the room were the TV and small lamp near the table. Otherwise it was pretty dark. "So I have some crazy news to tell you." Nash said, stuffing his face with popcorn. "What?" Cameron asked. "So I was with Will and Skylnn right? So we get into my car and Skylnn's been talking to some imaginery friend or whatever for the past 20 minutes, and I go, "Who are you talking to?" and she goes, "My friend," then I asked her what her friends name was and get this. She says Megan."

Cameron's eyes widened and he put the handful of popcorn he just took, back in the bowl. "That's freaky shit." He stated. "I know." Nash shook his headed and looked back at the TV screen. "Well this morning I was walking downstairs and I noticed that the peice of paper on the counter over there moved. So I walked over to it and there was a small line on it which I swear I didn't make. I never even touched that paper and I'm pretty sure it was blank when I came down to make breakfast." Cam said.

"Dude, what if Megan really is here? What if she's trying to reach us?" Nash sat up a little. "Nash-" He cut him off. "No seriously, I mean Taylor felt something grab him on the balcony, you saw the paper move and Skylnn is even seeing her!" Cameron didn't respond. "And I forgot to mention how my radio started playing while I was "talking to her" in my car." 

I was proud of myself. Though this was good, I still needed to make the next step forward. I needed them to see me. Hear me. Bring me back. Nash got up and turned the TV off. "Let's just go to bed, we can figure this out tomorrow." Cameron agreed and soon it was just me. I laid across the couch and slept like a baby. When I woke up, it was the middle of the night. I rubbed my face and sat up. I was startled because Taylor was sleeping on the recliner. When did he get here? Weird.

I got up and walked over to him. His hair was cutely pushed to the side and his bandana was falling off his head. He wore his red Magcon sweatshirt and jeans. I pushed the hair off of his forehead and leaned in to kiss his cheek. As my lips gently connected to his face, he jumped to life and looked around. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "If I keep having these god damn dreams, I'll never be able to sleep." Then he turned over and dosed off again. 

I laid back down and tried to fall alseep. It took me a while because I kept looking over at Taylor and I'd forget that I had to sleep. In the morning I was awake before everyone else. It was around 8:00 o'clock when Cameron came down in his plaid pajama pants and no shirt (oh yeah). He was on his way to the kitchen when he stopped and stared at the still sleeping Taylor. "Taylor?" He said. Taylor eyes popped open and he looked over at Cam. "Yeah?" Taylor asked, like him sleeping over without permission was nothing. 

"Uh how the hell did you get in here?" He laughed. "The front desk let me up." He got to his feet and pulled his pants up. "Um ok then." I followed everyone to the kitchen and and sat at the counter. "Dude, so last night I was sleeping and suddenly I felt something or someone touch my cheek. It was freaky shit." Taylor said. "Ok, so I saw that peice of paper by the wall over there move without a draft blowing it, Nash's radio turned on by itself in his car, and Skylnn's new imaginery friend's name is Megan. I'm a little terrified right now."

Cam threw his hands up and then turned to open the fridge. "Ok, well thats unusual." Taylor muttered. "What if we could get in touch with Megan or whatever this ghost thing may be and see what she or it may wants?" Taylor stood up and started pacing back and forth. "How are we supposed to do that?" He asked. "I've got a Quji board in the closet." Nash interupted, coming into the room. 

"That sounds so fucking gay." Cameron laughed. "Yeah I know but what else do we got?" Nash shrugged. "Alright well we can do it tonight if you want." Taylor sighed. "Ok. I'm in, Nash?" Cameron looked at Nash. "Duh, if this works, it'll be fucking awesome." Nash laughed and sat down at the counter. "Wait, I have a better idea." Taylor added. "What if we invited the rest of the guys over and we all play?" He looked at the both of them for an approval. 

"I mean, yeah we can do that. It's just, I know a lot of them are busy tonight." Cameron scratched the back of his neck. "We can do it Friday?" Nash suggested. "Alright, sounds good." While the guys talked and laughed, I started to think about my family. Obviously I was still in shock our I would be grieving hard core right now. But I missed Colin. I totally forgot that he had a maybe girlfriend until now. Her name was Hannah. Really sweet but not that smart.

Anyway, I started to think of why my dad would have ever thought to do what he did to us. There wasn't a bad thing in his life, that I knew of, that would cause him to do this. Seriously. Not a thing. "Well, I'll see you around." I turned my head to see Taylor opening the door. It took me two seconds to think and then I found myself walking down the hall with him. 

When we reached the parking lot I decided to just walk back to the hospital. It wasn't that far away. It occured to me that I never described what I was wearing to you guys. Well I sported some white shorts, converse, and a green jersey. I was staring at my shoes when I remembered that I was wearing what I wore to Magcon that day. Wow, it was painful to even look at myself.

I walked in through the automatic door of the hospital just as someone came out. I got into the elevator with some man who looked as if he had really bad dandruff and  ear hair the length of a finger. As soon as he left and the doors closed, I clicked my floor number and headed to my body. As soon as I got into my room, I crashed my butt into a chair and passed out. It was a long day for.