Disorderly Conduct

The Truth

David's car came to a halt in front of my house, and I looked over to him. "Bye." "Bye, I'll call you," he responded as I climbed out of the car. I kicked off my soaked converse, and went to my room. "I saw him drop you off," David said as I plopped down on my bed. "And?" I saw the anger building up in his eyes. "And I thought you guys were through," he replied. "Well, maybe not, I don't know," I responded nonchalantly. "God, I'm so sick of him coming in and taking what's mine! he can never let me win in anything," he said with a frustrated tone. "It's only been 2 months since I met him, what are you talking about," I asked. "Not just these past 2 months, my whole life he's been getting all the things I deserve to have, my family, my house, my room, my car, and now he's trying to get you too." I was puzzled over this, my David wasn't real, so how could those things be his? "I don't understand, what do you mean," I questioned. "It's time you knew the truth."

"David and I, we're brothers, twins, well we would've been if I had lived. I'm dead." I felt the world sway beneath me even though I was sitting down, and I felt as if I were going to pass out. "I was born first, and our parents named me David, but shortly after I died of some sort of common thing among twins, and then their second son was born. They named him David instead because David was their favorite name I guess." I hadn't realized I was crying until I tasted the saltiness of tears. "But something didn't go right, I didn't go to heaven, I stayed on Earth and continued to get older, and when I was 8 I found you. You were like this beacon of light to me; so happy and pure, so I showed myself to you and only you." I looked up at him as the pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place. "So I'm not really schizophrenic?" David shook his head. "No, anyone would be able to see me if I decided to show myself, but I chose for it to be just you." I felt a new emotion stif with my sadness and confusion, anger. "I could've lived a normal life with a mom and a dad and siblings! I could've stayed in public school, and I could've been happy. You ruined my life!" I was sobbing uncontrollably, and my chest ached with heartbreak. "I'm sorry, but I needed you. I know that sounds selfish, but you don't understand," he pleaded. "I understand perfectly, you're a GHOST!!! And you used me, but for what?" "I didn't use you! You just made me feel so alive even though I wasn't, I loved you." He reached for my hand, but I pulled away. "No." "Gwynn, please," he pleaded. "No! I don't want you here anymore." Gwynn-" "LEAVE!"

I gathered myself up when his figure disappeared, and pulled on my combat boots and jacket. "I'm borrowing the car," I called over my shoulder on the way out the front door.

A/n-Ohhhh guess who dropped a bomb AND left you hanging?! Me!!