Graves

(12) I'm cold

Ava's POV
Honestly tonight was finally a night that I wasn't worried about if I would have another ghostly encounter and I was finally getting a relaxing sleep.
It was so relaxing it was almost suspicious. Everything felt normal. I was in our bed and I could feel Niall's presence next to me but the only thing was... I was cold.
For me to say Im cold is a big deal (considering the fact that I'm dead ,therefore always cold.) But right now it was so cold I'm surprised it wasn't snowing. I looked over and saw that the windows were closed but I had to get up anyway to check and see if they were locked.
I quietly got out of bed and luckily I didnt wake Niall. I went to the window and surprisingly it was locked. When I turned around I gasped because Brent was here.

"Oh my GOD. You scared the crap out of me. What are you doing here? And how the hell did you get in?" I still whispered not wanting to wake Niall.
"I don't have time to answer that but I need to tell you, next time you see me you have to act normal but you can not trust me under any circumstances DO. NOT. TRUST. ME." He clearly wasnt worried about how loud he was.
"Brent what the hell are you talking about? You sound crazy." I told him.
"Ava just trust me when I say, whoever that was with you today that isn't me. I dont know who it is or what they want but you can't trust them." He clarified again.
"Okay Brent I think you should go now, you're starting to scare me." I went to grab his shoulder, but I couldn't. My hand went right through him. I was shocked and I tried touching him again but the same thing happened.
"Wait wait so you have been dead this whole time? Who was that who has been talking to me?" I panicked.
"No no before, that was me the Brent who is talking to you now is not. Look I don't have much time. Whatever is helping me come to you now is starting to pull back."
"But Bre-"
My head shot up, I was sweating and in bed. It was the morning.
Niall came into the room, handing me a drink.
"Are you okay, babe? You were talking in your sleep so I thought this would make you feel better."
"Thanks. If you happen to remember, what was I saying?" I asked.
"It was something about Brent, I couldn't really understand what you said. I didn't want to wake you but it had been going on for a while." He explained.
Could that have been a dream? It was too real to be a dream or maybe Brent, wherever he is, found a way to communicate to me in my sleep.
"I figured you just really missed Brent, so I asked him to come over for ya."
I nodded at him.
Whoever this person is, whether he is Brent or not, I'm gonna find out today...

PLEASE DO NOT shoot me. It has been two months since the last update and I only like to write when i feel inspired and the inspiration for this chapter was that im sitting in a freezing cold gym waiting for my friend at her basketball practice. This chapter may or may not be edited bc im lazy and i just wanna post this for you guys as soon as possible. So I'll see yall in another two months jk maybe...
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