Haunted

Chapter 8

Dedicated to @Jenniferthompson310 for being my first follower on Wattpad.

Jack's POV

EMILIA AND IVY walk over to me and look at what I'm staring at.
"Is that-" Ivy starts but I cut her off.
"A metal baseball bat"
"Wow, that must have used real gusto to swing" Emilia states.
"Yep" My girlfriend and I say together.
"Um... Jack" she says to get my attention.
"Yeah Ivy" I say tearing my gaze away from the bat and onto her petite figure.
"We know who killed you" she says. This, I was not expecting.
"Who? Was it the same person who killed you? Who killed you?" I bombarded her with questions.
"Emal, the Buttler killed us both" she says. "he was driving the bus and he hit me over the head with this" she finishes, pointing to the bat.
"We better get going, he will be back in an hour" Emilia says.
"Yep" Ivy agrees, "don't forget about the rusty nail" she reminds her with a smile.
"Why is the rusty nail so important" I ask.
"If you come back without a report on something he will see right through you. he complained about it on our first day here" she explains.
"Okay" Emilia agrees.
We head down stairs. Ivy and I slip out the door and hear Emilia talking to the man who greeted us.
"Yep. it all went to plan" she says to us when she is out the door and retrieving her coat from the bush. "I'll call Aunty Jen now" She states, getting her phone from her pocket.
"Hey Aunty Jen" Emilia says as she puts the phone to her ear. "good, how are you" "cool, would you do me a favour" "look, I'm not allowed to go back to sir's so would it be alright if I stayed there for a couple nights" "awesome. I have two ghosts with me as well" "they can stay too? Cool, thanks, bye. Love ya"" She hangs up. "you can stay" She says excitedly.

Then it happens. I feel a pain in my chest, 'I can't feel pain' I think. I fall to my knees and clutch my chest. Ivy grabs me and holds me tight. I let out a scream before Ivy and the rest of the background fade. someone screams before they fade away.
I open my eyes and see a gun pointing at my face. I'm in a KFC uniform and I realise that this is my time. The man holding the gun at me has ripped jeans and a black t-shirt with a black bandana wrapped around one of his knuckles. Before I can observe my surroundings anymore a bullet flys from his pistol at my chest, a shot of pain surges through me as I collapse to the ground.

Ivy's POV

I can't believe he's gone, we had been going out for so long. I loved him so much but I knew that couldn't last.
"It's ok" Emilia's voice says.
"No. how can you say that" I say, suddenly noticing that I had been crying.
"In the parallel world a day is a year. he lived for about 16 years. That's a lot" she reassures me.
"Your Aunty will be waiting" I say.
"Ok"

We arrive at her aunt's place at a quarter past three in the after noon.
"Darling. How good to see you again" a big woman with short brown hair says, planting a kiss on both of her cheeks.
"You must be the famous Ivy Baker. Now, where is that boy. you said there would be two Em" Aunty Jen says.
"The...the other ones time came when I was on The phone with you" Emilia says, a small tear running down her cheek.
"I'm so sorry my dears" she says, her smile vanishing "come in and I'll get you a warm cup of coffee" Jen says kindly to Emilia.

When we get inside I can see that she is a hoarder. Plastic vases line the walls and cupboards. Many more plastic and glass things are everywhere.
"Here is your bed sweety" she says to me.
"Thanks. Do you mind if I sleep now. Today has been hectic" I ask.
"Of course not" she says in a kind whisper.

I get into bed and turn off the light, pull the doona up to my chin and sleep.

AN: yep, I'm back to 15 pages. but hey. it's 9:00 at night and it's due in tomorrow so I don't have much time.