She Made Me Feel Alive

Chapter 9

It's been about 3 days since we went to that guy's house. My mother's boyfriend's house. I cringe at the thought.

The day after we went and "took a visit" to the guys house, Aimee got on to me about not following through with our plans. Once she had cooled down and I thought it was safe to talk to her, I told her that I had forgotten about our plan whenever the guy open the door and just stood there. Lying and becoming nervous after each question she was asking.

She had soon understood and simply told me that she probably would've done the same thing too.

We haven't been back there since and to be honest I really wasn't looking forward to going back. I know, it sounds horrible, but 1) I don't really like Aimee being all alone and going to that man's house, in which he could possibly kidnap and do other things to her and I wouldn't be able to do shit about it. And 2) well technically there isn't a number 2, it's just a reason why I shouldn't say that I don't want to go back there and that reason is obvious.

Because my mom could be there.

"Hey ghost boy, whatcha thinking about?" Aimee plops down onto the couch beside me.

"Nothing," I lie, taking a quick glance at her. She had on black skinny jeans along with a tight black shirt on. Work clothes. Her hair was up in a tight bun and she had just a little bit of makeup on.

"Liar! You were obviously thinking about something." She looks up at me.

I want so badly to look away from her but I couldn't. It's like I'm in some kind of trance or something. She blushed and looked away, giving her full attention to the tv.

"Don't you have to get to work?" I look at the tv, seeing that it was on some cooking channel.

"Yeah, but I still have 20 minutes, so start talking," she turns the tv down and gives me her full attention.

I clear my throat. "Well uhh I-I was thinking about how I really don't want to go back to that man's house. But I have to, if I have a chance of finding my mother."

"Oh," she says sadly, "I understand Adam. I'm not to crazy about going back there again either, but we have to."

"I know."

We both stay quiet for a while.

"Aimee, I don't know if we've had this conversation before but..." I trail off, my thoughts and nervousness pulling me into oblivion.

"Continue," she urges.

"...why haven't- why did you take me under your wing so quickly? Theoretically speaking. I mean, like, whenever I told you I was a ghost. That I was dead. At first you were only freaked out, well you were already freaked out because you wanted me to shake your hand and that didn't go to well.

But once I started to explain my problem, you reluctantly just started to understand and then you offered me a place to stay. Which was your home, and you seem so unaffected. Like as if I'm just as alive as you. But I'm not. I am past the fucking point of alive. All I want to know is how are you just so calm and cool with this whole ordeal?" I ramble, letting go of all the thoughts that have been bothering me.

She stays quiet for a moment.

"Adam, the answer to your question is I don't know. I don't know why I freaked out and then calmed down so quickly. And then offered for you to stay at my place. I don't know why I didn't just run away from you like any other person would've done. I don't know why I'm acting as if you're just alive as I am. I just don't know."

This didn't make any fucking sense. Her answer is 'I don't know'.

How can she not know why she is acting like this. Why she hasn't already ran away from me, from this whole situation.

"Aimee, how the hell do you not know why you're acting like this? You know it's actually fucking knowledge that people have, that lets them understand and comprehend that anyone in their right mind shouldn't see ghosts or dead people. Like that boy in the Sixth Sense." I get up and stand right in front of Aimee, while using my hands as I explain my point.

He expression changes from confused to pissed.

Join the club, I think to myself.

"You know, I don't really know why you're getting so pissed about me, seeing and understanding you. Because at first, you were so thankful for someone to finally see you. So my question to you is, why are you questioning everything now and getting angry about this?!" She yells

I flinch and for once, I feel alive. I feel like I am actually alive, in the flesh, having an argument with someone.

Someone who is trying to argue their point of view of the conversation.

If she could, she would probably reach up and slap me across the face. But she couldn't.

I don't think so.

I didn't have an answer to her question. She put me into the same position, as I put her into not even 2 minutes ago. And I guess I deserved it.

I couldn't say anything.

So I didn't.

"I've gotta go." Is all she says before getting up off the couch and grabbing her keys and phone and walking out the door.

I don't know why I lashed out like that. I had no business prying that information out of her. I shouldn't have questioned why she doesn't get scared around me.

At first I was just so thankful that someone could actually see me, and now that someone can see me, I'm questioning it, and becoming an asshole for no reason.

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A little while after Aimee left I decided to go take a walk and clear my head.

I first went back to that playground, to think about what all has happened within these past few weeks, and to clear my head of all the negative thoughts about my mom.

She's not dead, Adam. Don't think like that. I assure myself.

After I felt like I had cleared my head of mostly everything. I decided that I'd take a visit to some old friends that I haven't seen in a while. Izzy and Dylan.

Because I thought I could use a bit of cheering up, after what went on today.

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Sorry for updating sooner, I've actually been more focused on my other story Taking Over the Gang.

And to make up for not updating I'll give you guys a little information about my new story Taking Over the Gang.

First of all I'm going to have Taking Over the Gang in 2 points of views. Not in one story of course. But two, two separate stories. The first one is only going to be in Jocelyn's POV [the main character]. And once I get done with the story. I am going to publish it in Lucas' POV [second main character].

Second I don't know if I'll just keep the same title for both of the books or come up with another title for Lucas' POV.

If you guys have any suggestions you can dm or comment then below.

Anyways hope you guys loved the update and next chapter might or might not be in Aimee's POV. Guess yall will just have to wait and see

Haha love you, byee

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