Bad boys cry too

Chapter 13~Ghost boy?

I wake to hear a voice. I've never heard it before though. 

"Hello?" It said. I looked around the room. I didn't see anything.

"Where are you?" I asked kind of scard. 

"I'm here." A boy appeared at the foot  of the hospital bed. I jumped, terrified of course.

"I...who are you?" I asked. "Spencer." "Im dead." He added. "S...so...you....your a-a-a g-ghost." I stuttered. I felt chills up my spine. 

"I died,a long time ago, I committed suicide- they tried to save me but it didn't work." My face filled with questions, so he got the memo and continued. "I went to mantel high- the one you go to. I was bullied hard. Home and school was a nightmare. My dad committed suicide, i don't know why though and my mom died in a plane crash, so i was stuck with my aunt and uncle, they were both alcoholics- they still are, probably. I couldn't take it so i would cut, i would always think about killing myself but i didn't know how to. I didn't want to be able to be saved. But now that i think about it, i would love for them to have been able to save me." He finishes. I'm in tears. "Don't cry. it's better now, i guess." I wipe my tears.

Later that day my mom comes. 

"Hi mama." I say softly, still getting used to talking again. She nods, then sits on the side of the bed, facing the wall. I look at her. Shes crying. I feel bad so i start crying too. I never cry this much. Ever. By the time we are done crying, we are hugging. 

"Why did you do it?" She looked into my eyes. I looked away.

"I didn't. a group of boys held me and cut my wrists to make it seem like suicide,  so they wouldn't get into trouble, i guess." She nodded then left. I didn't see her for the rest of the day.

~Charmz 3000. Ahhh. 230 doesnt seem like a lot, but it kinda is. I Hope you liked this, I hope i'm getting better. If not, then tell me what i should, or shouldn't add. Byeee!!! :)