Between Two Hearts

guilty

*Rory's pov*

"hi Ro." i turn around quickly, i see Caleb sitting on the edge of the bed. i was coming from the bathroom after brushing my teeth. he looks concerned, sad.

"Caleb?" i walk closer and sit next to him.

"whats wrong Cal." its quiet for a few moments.

"i cant anymore." he whispers.

"cant what?" i question.

"we cant see each other anymore." my heart drops.

"what? why?" my voice cracks, he turn and looks at me. tears filling his eyes.

"its illegal to haunt, they are investigating me. they know, and i don't want anything worse to happen to us." he looks at the floor, he's breaking his own heart. but i know its for the best.

"okay." he looks at me, his eyebrows scrunched a little bit.

"that's it?" i tilt my head to the side. "no tears, no begging?"

"I'm- sorry? I'm trying not to make you feel bad."

"just fucking forget it. maybe it will be better, I'm dead right?" what the fuck is his problem, what did i say? "and why the hell are you in a hotel?!"

"we came to investigate Bowie's family."

"investi- why?"

"he murdered Mia.." he stares blankly at me. "and y-you. and his mother, and probably some other people too at this point." his skin turns from lavender to ash grey.

"stop it." he says coldly, he stands up and paces back and forth.

"fucking stop Rory," he turns to me and throws his hands in the air in frustration. "you always have to save people, to get justice. stop it, you're going to kill yourself Rory. i know i cant see you in person anymore, but i do not want to ever see you up in AfterLife until your old and wrinkly. i don't know what I'd do if you got hurt." i look at the floor in shame.

"and Bowie, man, I've never liked him Rory. you were blinded. you aren't now, but leave it to the cops, don't get in this trouble. you've gone through enough."

"i can take care of myself Caleb, I've made it this far right? i don't know why you care, there's another girl, remember?" he stares at me, he walks closer. his face softens. he cups my face gently and slicks a piece of hair behind my ear.

"please be safe Rory." he hugs me. "goodbye, my love." he lets go and kisses me, with every passion he has in his soul. tears fall down my face. when i open my eyes he's gone.

*Caleb's pov*

*2 weeks earlier*

"Caleb? CALEB!" pride calls for me, he's downstairs. i sit up, stretching my arms and yawning.

"up here pride!" i hear him come upstairs and my door flies open. he jumps on my bed and i chuckle.

"whats up?" i rub my eyes.

"uh so- you gotta stop haunting." well that was unexpected.

"yeah, ok. fuck off" i push his face away and laugh, i lay back down.

*10 days later*

"effective immediately, anyone who is found guilty of breaking the law by haunting. will be put to eternal damnation in the sea of souls."

"oh fuck."

"told you so." pride smirks.

*Carina's pov*

i jolt awake to the sound banging on the door, Audrey stirs so i quickly and quietly get up to go answer the door.

"Carina." Rory sobs as i open the door, she falls into my arms. i close the door and bring her over to the couch.

"what happened hun. you can tell me." i brushed her hair with my fingers and he'd her close.

"I'm going to sound crazy."

"we can all be crazy sometimes." i smile and she chuckles, then sniffles.

"Caleb told me he cant see me anymore." what?

"Caleb? the boy who died?"

"ye-yeah."

"oh sweetie.."

"i know, its probably all in my head. I'm fucking insane." that's harsh Rory.

"hey, don't say that. your brain could be trying to cope." she stays silent. "i mean losing your mom, Caleb, and Mia. the last two which happened within the same year. all these things should not be happening to you at such a young age."

"Carina?"

"hm?"

"I-I'm pregnant." fuck.

i stay silent.

"h-how far along Rory." i whisper.

"5 months."

"Bowie's the?-"

"yeah."

"shit." this is very very bad. if cps finds out shes pregnant to? its all gonna blow up. not to mention no one will want to adopt or foster a 17 teen year old 5 month pregnant severely damaged girl. and just in general, shes a kid for fucks sake. and Bowie? if Audrey's right about him, this kid will need therapy.

"I'm so sorry you have to go through this sweets. you don't deserve this. any of it." she snuggles closer into me and sniffles.

"yeah i know." she whispers.