I see dead people...

Chaper 02

3rd POV
Clara sat in the back seat of her father's cruiser. The plane ride from Phoenix to Seattle had been uneventful.

All Clara did was put on her headphones and listen to music while looking out the window or taking a nap. Nevertheless, her peaceful state caused Bella to glare at her and spit insults on occasion.

All of which Clara ignored.

Clara was sitting properly in the back and chatting seemingly to herself as an awkward silence settled over her father and older sister.

"I think that I like red best, it's such a pretty color. What about you?.... Blue is very pretty. Hm? Oh, I like pomegranates, they're so sweet and yummy, but the seeds are such a pain so I mostly eat apples" Clara rambled, drawing her father's attention as he peered into the review mirror to see who she was talking to.

But he didn't see anyone.

Charlie Swan had an athletic build and stood at 6'0 feet tall. He had straight, raven colored hair with a matching mustache. His eyes were dark and both his hair and eyes contrasted against his ivory skin tone.

Bella sat in the passenger seat and grew more and more annoyed. Finally, Bella decided that she had enough of Clara's seemingly one sided rambling and turned around to snap "Shut the fuck up!" Clara flinched at the yelling and Charlie swerved slightly, startled.

"Isabella Marie Swan!" Charlie said in repulsion "My name is Bella!" Bella sneered "Not on your birth certificate" Charlie deadpanned "Don't yell at your sister, she wasn't doing anything wrong" Bella scoffed "That thing, is not my sister" Bella flopped in the passenger seat and crossed her arms and mumbled "It should've died in the woods 10 years ago..."

Charlie looked at her in disbelief and horror "You're grounded until you apologize to Clara" Bella snapped her head to him "What?! That's so not fair! How am I supposed to make any friends here?!" "Well, you should've thought about it before you went about saying that garbage" Charlie snapped at her quietly.

He was still trying to be mindful of Clara's sensitivities.

The remainder of the car ride was silent as Charlie drove and Bella sulked in the passenger seat. Clara was sitting, now quiet in the backseat, with her hand in the middle seat.

Clara's POV
A cold hand rests on mine, and I glance over to see that the guy I was talking to had taken it in his and looked at me sympathetically "Sorry that I got you in trouble..." I shook my head and smiled softly.

The man reminded me of that guy from a movie moment made me watch in bed with her on her sad days.... The one with Tom Hank...? Hmm.... Oh! The Green Mile! The big guy that wore overalls! That's who this man reminded me of. A large man with dark skin and a gentle looking face.

He's dead.

Died of an allergic reaction while being arrested for a suspect pool. Apparently they were looking for a black (or black mixed male) standing at least 6'0 foot had apparently beaten a woman who he mistook for his ex girlfriend. So the entire police department went on a wild goose chase collecting men, who matched the victim's description for questioning, from all over town when the guy had already turned himself in.

They, unfortunately, didn't realize that he had accidentally eaten shellfish before being arrested. They didn't realize something was wrong until he started vomiting and passed out.

The guy's name was Darrell Wayne, and he didn't have much according to him death was a blessing in disguise. He'd just lost his mom and had no one else. He was hoping to crossover into the afterlife to reunite with his mother, but that didn't happen. Now....