Too far gone

Ghosts and Caskets

--- Jimmy's POV ---

I chuckled under my breath as I watched Toaster rub his throat while his mother hugs him. He was so scared! I know, I shouldn't be proud of that. I'm really not. I'm not proud that he's scared, I'm proud that I protected Greg. Toaster won't mess with him again, I bet. He'd better not...

"What is WRONG with you?!" the lady yelled at me and I jumped back. Great, now I was scared. "H-He..!" Oh gosh, what do I say?? I can't just say that I'm not the person that I look like! I mean, I look like me, but Greg is the person they know! "Why did you do that, Ghost?!" "I-I...." she was glaring at me, waiting for me to continue. "I... I-I'm not Greg..!"
"I didn't say you were."
"No... I-I mean 'Ghost'. I'm not Ghost...!"
She sighed, "It doesn't matter who you are, that still doesn't explain why you just tried to kill my son!!"
"... Because he was yelling at Greg- er, Ghost..!"
"He was yelling at you? Still, that's not a good reason to choke him to near death!"
"But he wouldn't stop...! I had to make him shut up somehow!!" She sighed and picked Toaster up. "We will talk about this later. I'm going to make sure you didn't severely injure him. Don't get too comfortable here." She glared at me and walked out. I just sat there and watched her walk down the hall. I think I messed up... I think I just got Greg kicked out of the house... shoot. "Ghost...?" I looked up to see Johnny hiding in the doorway. "I'm not Gr- er, Ghost..." he gave me a confused look then came over and sat by me. "Do you not like that name now...?"
"Huh?" I looked at him.
"What do you mean, 'you're not Ghost'? Do to not want me to call you that anymore?"
"....... Oh! You mean like when Greg said not to call him Greg anymore?"
"Uh.... yes...."
"Haha, should've known that. But no, that's not what I mean. I mean that I'm literally not him. I'm his brother."
"But... you called yourself Ghost before..."
"Nu-uh, Greg said that."
"..... but.... well, when did you two switch?? I never let Ghost out of my sight..!"
"We didn't. He's still here. We're... er... I think we're sharing a body somehow..." I looks down at my body.
"Hhhoowww...?" I shrug and look back and him.
"Beats me."
"Okay... well... who are you then?"
"Oh!" I laughed abit then held my hand to him. "I'm Jimmy, his brother." He shook my hand.
"Jimmy...?"
"Casket. Our last name is Casket. So, I'm Jimmy Casket and he's Gregory Casket. Or... no.. he doesn't want to be called Greg... I guess he's Ghost Casket now... wow, that sounds dumb."
"Mhm... perhaps you should just have his last name be Ghost? I mean, heh, ghosts come from caskets, right?"
"Hey, yeh! Ha! That's pretty cool, actually! So Gregory Ghost then! Just, don't call him, Gregory... eh.."
"Right..."