chapter 3

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Venessa

     I saw it, I saw the way Ethan looked at that girl from the restaurant. Following Ethan has been my daily job since I died, I watched him become less of himself. I've not gotten a way to make him move on, but I think an idea is coming. I think if I could get him to fall in love again, he'd move on and forgive himself.
       I followed him as he walked down the street, I'm sure his going home, the Ethan I knew, would probably be at a party, but not this Nathan.
       "You're always following him" I turned to see a ghost that likes to come and go whenever he pleases, we died the same day.
    "How's that your business, Sam," I said, he was walking beside me now.
  "I understand though, without him forgiving himself and moving on, you can't move on," he said, so he gets it, and he's still asking.
   "I have one question though"
"What Sam"
  "How are you doing it? You want him to move on from you"
       "Do you know what love is Sam?"
"Not really, didn't get the chance to fall in love"
     "But you had your family, you can't move on until your sister gets married," I said.
     "What I'm saying is, I want Ethan to be happy again, and that's because I love him. I can't see him like this for the rest of his life" I said.
        Thinking about it brings a heaviness in my chest, I wish I'm not wrong about this girl. I did see how they looked at each other, oh how I wish I'm not mistaken about this.
    "I'd be going now," Sam said, giving my shoulder a mild squeeze before leaving.
      When I arrived at his house, he was already in his room, I walked through his walls, to see he was laying on his bed doing nothing. I know he doesn't like the life he has subjected himself to, but he can't bring himself to deny it.
    He brought my picture and was staring.
    "You were so beautiful Venessa," he said, it got me smiling. I know he loved me, it's fulfilling that he did.
    "I'm so sorry, Venessa up until now, I still miss you so much,"  he said, tears fell from his eyes, and they fell on mine too.
     I most times wish I wasn't dead, I wonder how our relationship would be, are we still going to be together, or will we break up. It's sad, that I'd never get to know.
       His phone was ringing, he picked it up, and I watched.
      "James, why are you calling?"
  James, the new captain of the football team, the new lead singer, Ethan would have been the lead singer, you know why.
      "We have a gig at Delvins Club, you've always dreamed of performing there,"  James said
      I saw the indecision on his face, Ethan did tell me he wanted to play there, gosh Ethan take this opportunity.
    "No man, I'm not interested"
"Ethan, please don't throw your life away, you always wanted it."
   "I'm not interested, please don't call," he said and ended the call. He kept his phone and cried.
     I can't, watching him is too painful, I had to leave, I walked out through his wall, walking down the streets of Cantor I saw my best friend walking with the girl I saw her and Ethan make eye contact. I realized how much I've lost being dead.

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