The Ghost Of Kellin's Past

Chapter 5

chapter 5-

A million thoughts were going through my head. What the fuck happened last night? I was almost raped by my boss, I was saved by the stranger that somehow gets into my apartment, I was fired, and then Vic just disappeared. Without making any sound what so ever.

As I was thinking about this I heard someone knocking on the door. I got up and walked over and opened the door. My friend/ former roommate, Christina, was standing at the door.

"Hey!" She said giving me a hug. "You left your laptop at my place so I figured I would bring it back."

I took it and put it down. "Thanks. And christina I gotta tell you something." I told her about my night last night.

"Oh my god Kellin. Are you okay?" She said while giving me another hug.

"yea, I'm fine." Just then I thought of his name. He said his name was Victor Fuentes.

"Victor Fuentes." I said

Christina looked at me with confusion "Who?" I took my laptop and opened it up. I turned it on and went on the internet. I searched up 'Victor Fuentes'. I looked down the results I stopped at one that said 'Victor Fuentes- Murder' I clicked on it and read the story.

It said that 20 year old Victor Fuentes was found dead in his apartment, for unknown reasons. I also looked at a couple other stories and one of them had his home address. I had to know what was going on. So I was gonna go there.

"Kellin, what's going on?..." Christina said to me. I could tell she sounded worried.

"Nothing. But Christina... do you believe in ghosts?" It sounded like a weird question but maybe she wouldn't mind.

"Well.... I guess if I saw one for myself then yea." She said.

"I gotta go." I said while walking out of my apartment. I didn't even shut the door.

(Vic's parents house)

I pulled up the driveway in my car. I was very nervous. I was going to meet the family of the possibly dead guy living in my apartment. I walked up the three steps on the porch and rang the door bell. A short mexican woman opened the door. 

"May I help you?" She said. I thought it was kind of rude but I had to find answers so I just went with it.

"Umm.. yea.. hi. I'm Kellin, I just wanted to ask you about your son, Victor." I said. As soon as she heard that she got extremely sad looking. I saw tears forming in her eyes.

"My son, Victor, has been dead for years.... why are you asking?" I knew she was about to cry. I didn't want to keep the conversation going because I knew it would just upset her.

"I'm cousins with one of your neighbors and I heard the story from them." I lied. I couldn't just tell her I've been seeing him appear in my apartment. "Sorry to have waisted your time." I said. She closed the door and I started walking to my car. Just then I heard the door open again. I turned around to see who it was. It was a boy, probably a little younger than me. He was wearing a gray shirt and jeans.  I was guessing that was Vic's brother.

"You've seen him too." He said.

"What?"

He walked towards me, "I went back to his apartment to get some of his stuff and he was there, I saw him. He was standing there. I thought it was a hollusination but I went back there and I saw him there again. I know hes dead, but he's still living."

I didn't know what to say. Someone else saw him. It wasn't just me, "Have your parents seen it?"

"They never wanted to go into his apartment because it would be to overwhelming for them." He said.

"Oh." was all I could say before I opened my car door. 

(in the apartment)

I walked in and slammed the door behind me, "Vic.... I know you're here. And I know that you're a ghost." I told him straight up. I looked over to the kitchen to see him standing there. It startled me. He started walking towards me. I couldn't believe that I was standing right in front of a ghost. A dead man. 

"So, you figured it out.... how did you even find out?" he said

"I went to your parents house." I said. I could tell he was kind of mad about that. "But how did you die?"

He sighed, "I dont know. I can't remember. All I remember was that I stood up and looked down and saw my own body laying there, bleeding. And then within a minute cops came in and took my body away. They didn't see me standing there. " he sat on the couch, looking upset. 

I sat down next to him. I looked up at him and he looked back at me, "If the cops couldn't see you then why can I? And why can your brother?" I said.

"Well I guess i'm only seen by people who I want to see me. Mike was important to me....I mean like he was my brother. And you.... I don't know why you can see me. I guess it's because I want you to see me...." He put his hand on my shoulder. A cold feeling sent chills down my back.

"What do you mean?" I said, still shaking from the cold feeling.

"I don't know....I guess... off the topic....you're cute." he said. I chuckled. I wasn't gonna ignore the fact that he was cute too. He looked up at me. it felt like he was staring right into my soul.

He leaned in and gently kissed me.