I looked over at Brendon, biting my lip. I could see multiple emotions in his facial expression. A mixture of maybe sadness and happiness, really weird to see actually.
Brendon's POV
He deserved it, but he also didn't. I checked the date for the article- it said it happened the day after I had died. It didn't make sense, he took his own life after mine? Well I mean sure, if you want to go out, go out in style. But that wasn't quite style to be exact... Ryan was staring at me by now. Suddenly I knew why he did it, I knew why he fucking killed me- but my thoughts were interupted by Ryan "uh brendon, I-uh - think we mighthave to give up on this... we don't have enough information..."
suddenly I felt myself getting angry. He was just fucking going to leave this?! What was I supposed to be a fucking ghost for the rest of my life?!
I don't fucking think so.
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SMOKE (rydon)
FanfictionRyan moves a lot, but this time is different. The house is haunted and Ryan just happens to fall in love with the ghost. The only way to bring the ghost, Brendon, back to life is to figure out why he was murdered. Will Ryan figure it out? Or just wa...
