My Mate

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Freen POV

I am dead, but I am still here, in the real world where only Becky can see me.

The moment I saw Becky trying to kill herself, I was thrown into a place of nothing but darkness. I don't know how long I spent inside that darkness but it was difficult. All the time there, I just kept on walking towards a faint sound coming from far ahead of me.

But before I could reach to that sound, I was again brought back to this place, to the world of living.

It was in a hotel, where Becky looked at me and she saw and does not saw me at the same time.

I was happy seeing that at least she is healed now.

On following her, I figured that she does not remember anything about me. She passed from beside me a few times, like a complete stranger.

It is hurtful, but maybe it's better for us.

I maintained my distance from Becky and tried to blend in the surroundings.

In the initial days, I used to enjoy seeing the world after coming out of the endless nothingness, but later everything started to look dull and I started spending more time asleep.

In this ghost form, I have supernatural powers. These were very helpful in hiding from Becky.

I don't know but somehow everyday my clothes changes. Somedays, they are changed twice or more times. I have no idea how this happens. Somedays I am in a comfortable stylish working clothes and somedays I am in party dress. This is very strange, and I just want to wear comfortable pajamas or clothes which are not attention grabbing.

One thing about these clothes, they all have tags with "Becky's". Why do they have it, I don't know.

One night, when we were in a club, Becky came to me and touched me. I didn't knew if she can touch me, because after coming back as ghost again, I never ever went close to her. That night, I lost my composure for a moment, before I saw Nam coming towards us and I used this opportunity to run out of Becky's sight.

But later on I was caught by her in the office and I explained Becky everything on a need to know basis.

Remembering about me will only bring sadness to her, so I decided to hide our past relationship from her.

From that day onwards, I have been roaming freely around Becky in the office, house and everywhere else.

The tags on my clothes, they have now changed to "Becky's Sam". I still don't understand the meaning behind this and honestly, I am not even interested in solving any mysteries or problems. I am already dead, I want to live peacefully, without any stress.

No one can see me except Becky, no one can hear me accept Becky and no one can touch me except Becky. The only person to whom I can confide is Becky, but I don't want to, I don't want to put her in any kind of pain.

I LOVE HER.....

I always try my best to act like a stranger to her, but when I see her with other people, that angers me.

I am not angry at her, or those strangers, but I am angry upon myself. Why wasn't I was more cautious on that day.....

I FAILED US...

IT'S ALL BECAUSE ME THAT WE CANNOT BE TOGETHER NOW....

Even when she gets close to those strangers, spends the night with them, I had made sure that she does not feel any change of emotions from me. But the day I saw her holding hands with Anita, that was the limit of my ignorance.