Ghost 2 : ALIVE

ALIVE III

Jayceon paced back and forth through her living room .. He needed an escape plan and he needed one fast. He couldn't be trapped in here with her .. He couldn't take the heat .. What he dished out, it wasn't meant for him to receive in return

This was his karma and he was handling it bad.. He was fidgeting uneasy and uncertain .. It had only been two days! really one day according to the dreams .

He wondered about him being stressed out after one day .. How did Deja stand a whole six months ? .. How could Deja stand the whole not knowing when she's sleep or awake .. He didn't know if him pacing back and forth was a dream right now.

He was anxious not knowing, he was losing his mind.

MAYBE..

This was the plan all along.. give him a taste of his own medicine then let him drive himself crazy. He stood still and tried to calm himself down. His mind was going a mile a minute, his head was spinning like he had just got off a rollercoaster.

" Will you calm the fuck down! "

He turned around and Deja walked into the room fully dressed. She had on a black pencil skirt with a light pink blouse and high heels that stood her up tall.

Wow .. Jayceon thought in his head .. one thing he would never forget .. How could she would always look good for work and that afro always making sure it was soft like a pillow , fluffed and shinning.

He was just looking at her ..

" I'm going to work don't break shit .. or it will be hell to pay! " She walked toward the door and he flashed in front of it.

" Wait .. can we work this out .. I .. I get it okay .. I promise i'll leave and never come back .. I won't bother you every again .. It will be like you never knew me .. like i never came back .. I get it Deja! I will leave you alone .. " He pleaded and Deja laughed in his face.

" See Jayceon ... You don't get it .. I don't care that you'll leave me alone now .. when i wanted you too .. you didn't .. Now .. you have to live with that .. your stuck .. " She shrugged .

" now .. " She looked into his eyes .

" Go into the living room.. and shoot yourself in the head until I come back from work .. "

" WHAT !! " He yelled but his body moved without him knowing. He moved into the living room and the gun showed up in his hand out of thin air.

He raised it to his head and sent the bullet through his skull causing his body to fall to the floor. A couple minutes later he woke up shocked , touching his head .. no blood .. no nothing. He stood up and raised his arm pointing the cold end of the gun to his head again blowing his brains across the floor.

This went on for hours and hours and hours and hours. He screamed, pleaded, begged and no one heard him.. nobody listened .. The other side ignored him .. He made his bed .. now lay in it.. You should've went down when your casket did better yet you should've stayed down when she put you down .

( I WANT YOU TO PUT ME DOWN! I WANT YOU TO DO IT! )
( YOU CAN GO TO JAIL YOU SON OF A BITCH ) I'm sorry i had to do it 😭😭 Back to the book .