All she wants is just one meaningful bond, but with her innate ability to scare people in every way possible, it's almost hopeless to make friends.
Everyone believes she is a living and breathing ghost, and there's nothing she can do about it.
He j...
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Felix did not have a license. Hell, he didn't even have a permit, but damn was he an amazing driver. Of course, that was his own opinion, but it's not like he's hit any curbs or people so far.
He bobbed his head to the beat of the music on the local radio station, drumming the steering wheel with his fingers. He mumbled the words he didn't know and sang out the ones he did.
No one was on the road at this hour, the headlights of his dad's pickup truck catching no glimpse of life.
"And a Jay Z song was on! And a Jay Z song was ooonnn! So I put my hands uuupppaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Shitttt!!" Felix swerved to avoid hitting whatever was in the middle of the road.
He pushes down on the brakes, screeching to a halt. He parks, immediately jumping out of the car. "What the hell!" He yells, jogging to the thing that stopped in its tracks.
He shrugged off his jacket, wrapping it around what he now knew was a person who shivered like a rattlesnake's tail.
"What are doing out here, scarecrow?" Felix led her to the truck just so they were off the street. "I could've hit you."
"Sorry," Blair mumbled.
"And you're barefoot... in a nightgown," Felix observes out loud.
"Yeah..." Blair looks down in shame.
"Good thing I eat my spinach," he says, lifting her up in his arms. She squeals, wrapping her arms around his neck, afraid she'd fall. "Alright, upsie daisy. There's an extra pair of boots in the truck, so make sure to put them on."
He places her inside the warm car, getting in himself.
"I'm just going to ask you, are you a sleepwalker?" Felix begins driving again.
"Only tonight," Blair says sadly.
"Only... tonight?"
"...It's the anniversary of my grandparents' passing." She says simply. Felix alternates from watching her and the road, seeing her head face downwards, her hair covering her expression. "I was really close with them and when they died from an accident, I just shut down. So now this happens. I end up walking to their graves and I wake up there." She grips her white dress.
"You shouldn't have to get used to this. Did I wake you, I'm sorry. I know that it can get bad when you wake up all of a sudden." Felix looks at her quickly through the corner of his eyes.
"It's not your fault. Walking in the middle of the street is kind of asking for it."
"But still..." he trails off.
"It's okay Felix, if anything you helped me." Blair rests a hand on his shoulder.
He relaxes a little from her touch. "Did you still want to go to the cemetery, I can take you if you want."
