Kiss of Death

Chapter 2 (Did you see?!)

"So he just went all creepy like on you while you were choking?" Stacy asked as she stood on her hands trying to drink juice upside down. 

"Yeah, it was like he was possessed or something" 

"Dude, you almost died, you-" she fell on her face and the juice fell in her hair. I laughed as she ran into the bathroom. 

"I told you not to do that!" I laughed and walked into the bathroom to help her wash her hair. Lord knows I don't trust her with any type of chemical, no matter how harmless it may be. 

"But, as I was saying" she said as I washed her hair "Dude, almost died! You should be like, able to talk to the dead or something" 

"Stacy. your stupid" I said, she giggled. Stacy is, um....... special. 

"I know" she laughed and tried to reach for the shampoo, I slapped her hand and she pouted. 

"I highly doubt I'd be able to talk to the dead" 

"But you haven't threw away the idea of it!" hmm, maybe she's getting smarter. 

"Okay, there's like a 1% chance that I might be able to talk to the dead, happy?' I asked as I rinsed out her hair. 

"Very. Didn't you say when you were on your way to my house, you thought someone was watching you, but you saw no one? Maybe it was a ghost!" when she said that I swear I heard a man chuckled from the corner of the room. I turned my head and saw a tall guy leaning on the wall, I thought it was a trick on my eyes until he waved and I saw long white fangs, but not his face. 

"HOLY SHIT!" I said and looked at a panicked Stacy. 

"What?" she asked, looking around. 

"Do you know see that guy in the corner staring at us!" 

"Not, we're in a small bathroom, there's no one in here" she said and looked at me like I was crazy.  

"He's right there!" I pointed to him, chuckled and pointed to the mirror . I looked at the mirror and realized he doesn't have a reflection. Which means Stacy can't see him. He waved on more time and disappeared. 

"Are you okay? I didn't see anybody" she asked me, wrapping a towel around her head. 

"Yeah, maybe I can see ghost" I said and grabbed the hair dryer. 

"What did the ghost look like?" 

"It was a guy, he had fangs but I couldn't see his face." 

"What was he wearing? What color was his hair? What-" 

"I don't know okay!" I yelled as I dropped the dryer. My breathing was heavy and my eyes were hooded. 

"Roxie? Are you sure your okay?" 

"I gotta go, my teacher will be at the house soon" I said and grabbed my things. 

"Roxie wait!" she said, but it was too late, I all ready threw the guitar case on the branch and jumped out the window, her room in on the first floor. I took my guitar off the branch and started to jog home. 

The feeling of someone watching me came again, and my jog turned into a sprint. My breathing was coming out in heavy puffs as I ran blocks to get to my house. It feels like someone is breathing on my neck when I see my house down the street. 

"You can run baby, but you can't hide" a husky whisper said in my ear. I let out a small scream as I quickly turned around and saw no one. I ran into the house and closed the door. I ran upstairs to my room and locked door.  

What.The.Hell.