Invisible

Chapter 21

 Chapter 21

LEA

I think that the universe is out to get me. When I was alive, I thought that the universe shunned me, making me feel worthless and alone, but now that I am dead, I know that I was very naive at the time.

The universe didn’t hate me then, oh no.  The universe hates me now.

The sun was in the center of the sky, telling me that it was noon and the look of sadness hasn’t left my face since this morning. When Trevor came outside looking for us after studying from Miss Leona’s ancient books, I thought he that he had good news to tell. Buzz, wrong again.

Apparently, the ancient books that Miss Leona had are supposed to tell us everything that there is to know about ghosts, angels and the afterlife, but unfortunately, there was nothing in those books that mentioned anything about disappearing body parts. Even seeing ghosts in the reflection of mirror wasn’t mentioned at all, leaving Trevor and Miss Leona back at square one.

Ever since Trevor had came out and told Dakota and I this, I have been wallowing in silence on Trevor’s porch with his hand comfortably in mine. Trevor hasn’t said much, but I know he is just doing that for my sake. He wants to help me, but we have now hit a brick wall. The lack of answers to my problem is as depressing to him as they are to me.

Trevor rubbed small circles into my hand, calming me down a little. He must have known that I was worrying and his care for me made my non-beating heart melt. God, he makes me such a sap, I thought.

I sighed tiredly and observed my surroundings. Trevor’s house was old, but with Miss Leona’s handy work, it looked a lot younger than it actually was. The wooden front porch and shutters were weathered and it was obvious that they needed a new paint job. Rust had built up over time on the water trough and the stone pathway leading to the front door was cracked and out of line.

On the other hand, the house had brightness to it. A garden filled with different types of flowers lined the front of the house, making the front lawn look like a cheery meadow. The property also had a clean, white picket fence that was lining the edge of the lawn with a waist-high gate that looked like it came from a fairytale. The house has character and it seemed like a place I would have wanted to grow up in.

I remember when Jared and I were still together, we would go on late night walks around town. We would always pass this house, since it was near the park, and I remember that Jared used to always make a comment on how “unliveable” it was and that it was a hunk of junk. I just laughed it off and ignored him, since I never really liked judging people.

Now that I think about it, Jared was negative towards many other things around him, especially things that were ‘different’ (well, different in his mind) like people, or lifestyles. I guess I was just to love struck to see his flaws.

You also were too blind to see he was a cheat and that he only cares about is himself, the voice in the back of my head whispered. I sighed sadly in reply.

“What are you thinking about? There is too much sad sighing over there,” Trevor grinned in my direction and I laughed dryly in response. Now I remember the reason why I should be happy, I thought. It’s because of the cute and caring boy sitting next to me.

Trevor continued to gaze my way, reminding me that he asked me a question.

“Oh nothing much, just thinking about the past,” I wanted to drop the topic of ‘the past’ so I decided to change the subject. “I’ve never noticed before, but your house looks very nice.”