Ghost Ores

Dreamy Vistor

Yashshauna's POV
"See I warned you", said the Djinn as I awoke soaked in sweat.

"What's wrong?", asked Murron."You  screamed?"

"Sorry I was just having a nightmare it seems", I said as I held my head.

In came Xena running, "are you ok?"

"Yes just a bad dream about that Djinn", I said.

"Am afraid you wasn't dreaming, it must of visited you in your dreams", said Xena. "What did he say?", she asked.

"See I warned you", I said.

In came Yashmin diving into my arms. "Mom, I have missed you. I have missed my friends. Can we just go home", she asked.

"Soon baby let's just try and get through breakfast", I responded.

We made our way downstairs where Murron's mom and Dad was waiting. Food was already prepared and layed out.

"Good morning", his mom said.

"I don't really see what's good about it", I heard his father grumbled. As his wife looked at him as if she was irritated by his remarks.

"Excuse me?", I said.

"Please sit down", he responded pointing to a chair, at the far end of the table. Away from him.

It seems murron's dad and my mom shared one thing in common, their distain for me.
The young man who had shown us to our rooms earlier was also seat there.
So instead of causing I scene I sat down peaceful stuffing my face with food.

I watched as the young man poured from a bottle into Murron's dad's cup. "Wine", he asked beckoning to me.

"Oh she will pass", said Murron

"Um Yashshauna doesn't drink", said his mother. Both of them in union.

"Actually, I think I'll have some", I said hoping to piss him off. Instead a smile crept up on his face as Murron's mom rest her palm gently on her face in frustration.

The young man hesitated. "You heard the lady Maxwell what are you wait for?", he asked.

I watched Maxwell pured me a glass full. The whole table tensed up.

"As a matter of fact, filled everybody's glass and let's celebrate my daughter in law visiting for the first time", he said.

I watched as Maxwell went around to everyone pouring into each glass. When he reach to Yashmin. Murron's dad interrupted. "None for her, this isn't  child's drink."

I saw Yash frown but I too was in agreement. I don't want my child consuming alcohol at family dinings. It may send the wrong messages to her.

"Ok I proposed a toast to my son and his beautiful family", he said.

I watched as everybody picked up their glasses. "Here, here", they responded and proceeded to drink from it."

"Here here", I said in mockery, ignoring the smirk on Murron's dad face. Taking a large gulp, I swallowed.

It tasted raw, and burnt. It tasted like life and like death at the same time.
I put down my glass in a hurry. "What is this!", I hissed.

"Blood", Murron's dad answered proudly.

"Blood?????", I asked in disbelief. "Blood!!"

"Yes, you little girl are dining with vampires, what did you expect us to be drinking. Red wine?", he said rather harshly.

I left my body and raced quickly up the table.....my ghostly essences causing the table to rattle uncontrollably. As cups and plates fell to the ground.

"Mom", I heard Yashmin said in  gasp.

Murron's dad held his ground; uncaring and without fear. Infact his smirk next left his face. 

I had alot planned for him but on my way up to where he was, I remembered that he was indeed my father in law and my daughter's grandfather. So instead of attacking him out of anger I phased through him and then returned to my body.

As I said composing myself. Murron's Dad smirk turned into a frown. He stand up and then he spoke, "You are no longer welcome here", he said.

"But darling you can't, she has that smell", said Murron's mom challenging him.

"You heard me right, she is not welcome here", he repeated as he got up and walked out.

Yashmin's POV
Wait did that just happened, and what smell does mom have,  I thought as I get up to sniff her.

"Yashmin what are you doing?",asked mom.

"Nothing", I said as I got a whift of lavender. Must be a new perfume I thought to myself.

Briefly I looked away from mom and when I did, Maxwell's eyes met mine.  He looked away the instant he realized we were staring into each other's direction.

I felt awkward, and was about to try to leave. But then dad spoke.

"Maxwell do you mind keeping Yashmin's company a bit, I need to speak to my wife alone", he said as he took mom's hand and left.

An awkwardness filled the space left by all the others who left.

"So......", I said awkwardly.

"You going home", he asked me rather concerned.

"Yes it's time now, especially seeing that my grandfather just basically banished my mother. What is his deal anyway?", I asked.

"Your dad is meant to rule with a vampire queen by his side. He had an arranged marriage planned but then he met your mom, fell in love and got married. His parents allowed it with the agreement that he must turn her right after. And he didn't. Then they later learned your mom was not a mere human but a shadame/ living ghost.
They weren't very happy about that. With time his mom's heart softened but his dad's never did", he responded.

Damn he really hates my mom, I thought to myself. But where does that leave me in all of this I said to myself as I stared off into space.

Maxwell ran his hands from cheek to my lips once more.

"Why do you keep doing that?", I asked him.

A look of embrassment washed over his face as he responded, "I don't know, it's just your face", he said.

Oh great, he has figured out that am ugly, I said to myself.

"Your cheeks are so soft and your lips are beautiful. I like how they rinkle just a little bit in the corners", he continued.

I was once more speechless struggling infront of him to find my words to compose myself.

He leaned in closer to me, hovering a little bit from my face. Was this it. Was this going to be my first kiss. I closed my eyes and puckered my lips. I waited for a kiss that never would came.

I open my eyes as I heard him cleared his throat.  Behind him was my mom and dad, they were staring at me wide-eyed.

I started to play with my fingers in an attempt to calm my anxiety. Then I looked down on them in an attempt to escape my parents gaze and that's when I realized. I was in full ghost form and glowing.

It seems whenever I am with Maxwell, I loose control of who I am totally. Or the idea of my first kissed really freaked me out.

Word from author

At this point I only have one thing to say. Am definitely team  Maxmin, or should I say Yashwell. Yes or no!!

Remember y'all this is still Yashmin's journey to ghosthood, vampirehood and adulthood. Continue to follow her as our girl grow. Alongside our other characters.