The Life of the Vein {The Magic Blood Trilogy 2}

Chapter 6

James's Perspective

"Holy shit, dude. What the fuck are we going to do now?" Nathan asked me.

I looked up at Nathan. "To be honest? I don't know."

On the floor in front of the cabin door laid Dylan. His lifeless body with Michelle's blood on it. All I could do was look at his body and think.

How the hell did this happen? Most of all, how is Michelle? The blood on Dylan's body is not his own, it's Michelle's. We need to get to the island even faster now. Michelle is in danger and Dylan's death may not be just it.

"Nate, take the wheel and put full speed ahead. We need to get to Mystical Island as fast as possible now," I told Nathan.

Nathan nodded and started to walk through the door. "What are you going to do with Dylan?"

I looked down at Dylan. That's a good question. "Put him on the bed and lock the door, so Mackenzie doesn't come into the room."

"Okay. Meet me on deck when you're done?"

"Definitely"

I picked up Dylan's body and laid it on the bed.

"Oh man buddy. Why did you have to go? Don't worry Nathan, Mackenzie and I will find out who did this and get them back." I spoke to the corpse on the bed.

I stood up and walked towards the door to the deck. Just as I was going to open the door I heard a whisper of my name.

"J a m e s," the voice spoke.

"Huh?" I spoke and stepped away from the door.

"C o m e c l o s e r," the voice spoke.

I turned to look at Dylan's body. Could this be him?

I walked towards the bed to where Dylan was.

"Dylan, is that you?" I asked.

"Y e s," the voice spoke.

"Okay...... if it's really you, prove it," I questioned the voice.

"M y p l e a s u r e. But first I'm going to stop talking in that weird voice. That was a pain in my ass." Dylan's ghost spoke.

"Okay, okay. I can already tell that it's you. I know how you hate ghost who t a l k l i k e t h i s," I said.

"Seriously, stop and look over to your left."

I looked for Dylan's corpse towards the couch that was to the left of me and saw Dylan. He was sitting on the couch looking at me.

"Sup dude. Nice look. You going for the typical ghost?" I said.

Dylan smiled. "Should I stick with the look? I think it quite suits me."

"Totally. Anyways, do you know who killed Michelle and you?" I asked Dylan.

Dylan nodded his head and said," Definitely. Bitch Skylaa."

I was confused. "Skylaa? She loves Michelle. They're best friends! Why would she kill her?"

Dylan stood up from the couch and stood next to me. "She's fucking crazy. This is all because she loves Jorge."

I sat down on the couch fast. "How the fuck could she love Jorge? Does she not know everything that we went through with him? How crazy he is? IT WAS HER FUCKING IDEA FOR MICHELLE TO BREAK UP WITH HIM! Wait a minute..."

"Yeah?" Dylan asked while looking down at me.

"Why would Skylaa try to get Michelle and Jorge to break up?" I asked Dylan ironically.