House of ghosts

Why are you here?

You had been looking for a house in Castro valley, the year was 1987 then found this one, thinking it was pretty nice, and decided to close the sale on it.

you were a small town girl, in California, you
had moved into this house,
that's owner had recently died,
but the thing is, you were a huge fan of the owner..
and you hadn't known he had lived here
cliff burton, Metallicas late bassist.
You had bought his home..
without realizing it was his.
until the realtor had said something about it
of course his things were still there,
Except for his basses,
those were donated to charity
as you looked around, it got pretty late.
You unpacked a little,
you hung your guitar on a
Wall mount you found in the bedroom
And hung your bass on
another in the Living Room
You felt yourself grow tired
You picked the biggest room,
which happened to have a water bed.
You celebrated silently,
because who doesn't fucking love
free waterbeds?
and you slept there for the night.
The covers got pulled over your body,
you didn't want to touch the leftover clothes, instruments or furniture.
It was cliffs after all.

You woke up the next day, with a weird feeling in your head, you looked over at the window expecting sunlight, but it was completely dark. You looked over to the clock,
3:00 am..
"why the hell am I up then."
You got paranoid,
but you drifted back to sleep's sweet embrace until you woke up again, at 3:01
You got up angrily
"are you fucking-"
only to hear the door open and a shirtless figure in boxers approached your side of the bed,
You screamed, until the figure shushed you gently, telling you not to worry.
You looked at the figure and the face the figure had, it was obviously a guy..
he looked a lot like cliff.
You looked at the long auburn hair draping from his head,
You looked at his arm, and saw a misfits tattoo. Holy fuck. It was cliff.

The owner of the home, cliff himself. He approached your side of the bed, and said,

"why are you in my bed."

You looked at him, and turned on the light, wondering if you were dreaming.
He looked at your facial features,
his lips suddenly breaking into a grin.

"The light won't do nothin' but show me your face."

"How the hell did you get in my house."
"It was my house first." He said in a petty tone,
"I thought you were dead.." you said, faintly

"I am. But I can still posses my fuckin' home don't ya think?"

"Yeah.." you looked at the covers that you had slept in

"So everything here.. all yours?"

"Yup."

"So how did you know I would be here?"
You said softly

"I didn't."

You looked up at him, blushing slightly,
You had always found Cliff attractive.
And you also found it was a bummer that he died, but you was here. In his bed in the house that he owned talking to him somehow even though he was dead, you were tired
and you were sure you were hallucinating.

He flicked his long auburn hair back,
his long body sitting itself on the bed
where you had slept,
embarrassingly in your underwear.

Cliff looked at you, smirking
"So uhh.. why'd ya sleep in my room?"

"I didn't know it was yours."

"I'm not surprised." He said,
"Waterbeds' comfy huh?"

"Yeah.." you said softly blushing yet again.

"So are you a ghost.. cause last time I checked you were dead."

"I am." He said,
"So how does that work?"

"Well I'm fuckin' dead sweetheart I don't know how else to explain it to ya."

"So you can't leave then?"

"Nope."

"Why can't you leave?"

"I'm a lost soul. Basically I'm here until I find what I'm looking for."
He looked out the window, in a sad way
"Don't think I'll ever find it though."
His ghostly brown eyes met yours
"Don't call the exorcist"
He frowned
"I don't care what religion you are I'm obviously not harmful."

I've already died once. I don't want to die again."

"I don't plan on it.." you said

"Good."
He smirked at your blushing face

"whats wrong?"

"I can't talk about it."

"What's the matter?"

"You'll laugh."

"Well I'll try to take your mind off it. Like what?"

"I sleep in my underwear.."
you blushed embarrassed,
until he realized he totally just woke up this chic laying in his bed in her underwear
to talk to her about something.

He burst out in laughter, and quickly put his hand over his mouth to hide the laughter.
"I wasn't fuckin' kiddin'." You scowled
Cliff looked at you and smiled
"I mean I'm shirtless and in my boxers if that helps you out.. I'm not gonna judge you.. s' how I sleep too."

He looked at her eyes as she looked at his happy trail, she was obviously tired and couldn't control her eyes
He tried to hide a smirk

"Sweetie are you still gonna sleep in my bed tonight? Or can I maybe-"

" I plan on it." You remarked tired
And confused

You closed your eyes, and felt him close to you.
"Do you want to sleep in the bed too..?"
You said tiredly
"You know your sweet.. right?"
Cliff said sitting on the bed still
"Yeah, I think so.."

"Can I sleep here?"
Cliff said blatantly
Before you could respond he stuttered another sentence

"I'm not tryna' be creepy- s' just I wanna sleep too y'know I promise I'm not tryna be creepy- I'm not a peepin' tom-"

You stirred slightly, until getting up, putting on a shirt and some pants, getting back into bed and laying down

"Yeah sure." You said softly
"Thank you so much sweetie your an angel."
Cliff smiled and got in beside you
"mhm.." you said as you fell asleep
"Have a good sleep..?"
He said

"You too."