I sigh deciding I can just be honest. "Well currently I don't have a job, I'm living off the money I made from my old job in cali" I explain. He nods "understandable, what was your job? Maybe you can get it here. " he asked. I shake my head unsure still. "Hey no judgement here, if you were like a stripper or something it's fine" he said making us both laugh a little.
"No no... My job is, well was, dangerous in a way. It's hard to explain without proof. I can get proof but once people see for themselves the truth, they change. " I explain "oh god are you part of the mob or something? " he asked concerned. "I see the dead" I just blurt out. He looked even more concerned and now slightly confused "what do you mean?" He asked. "If I'm going to explain this then we should probably sit down. " I say and we made our way to the living room and sit on the couch next to each other but facing each other.
"A few years ago I had an accident which caused my heart to stop beating for 3 minutes. I was clinically dead for 3 minutes... Ever since that accident I've been able to see, hear, touch ghosts if you will. It was horrible at first, frightening obviously. As time went on, people I knew found out and they would either drop me because they thought I was a freak or would use me. After awhile I used it as a way to make money, and I made a lot off it. But it became too much, it drained me mentally having to see and talk to dead people all day everyday. I mean I see them in my everyday life all the time but to focus and talk with them is a lot. Plus they are in the state they died in so it's very gory. " I explained. He was shocked which I expected. After a few minutes he nods slowly "you know what.... That's dope... I mean it sucks the way people treated you, and the toll it took, but it's still cool. And I can assure you I won't treat you that way and neither would any of the guys if you ever tell them." He said with a small smile.
I smile "you have no idea how much weight that just took off my shoulders because I've so badly needed to address the ghost in the room" I say softly. His eyes widen more "what?! You mean there is one here? Like in our house?! We are haunted? " he asked freaking out making me giggle. "No no you're fine, he's a good one and he's with me" I say and he let's out a huge sigh of relief. "So who is he? " he asked.
I look over at the ghost and smile fondly "his name is Skyler" I say softly
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Late Night Ride (Pezzy x OC)
Fanfictionthis story follows a girl who loves late night bike rides to escape the horrors of her everyday life, what happenes when she finds a guy with the same interest in late night bike rides. however the story isnt just that simple, it never is. Athena N...