Ghost

Mr. Evil Ghosty Man

Footsteps come up the stairs. They get louder and stop in front of the door.
"Lacey, Brandon... come out!" Jerry AKA Mr. Evil Ghosty Man, said.

I panic. My palms start sweating my heartbeat rises. The door starts to rattle. I hear heavy breathing. I can't tell if it's me, or Brandon.

"Come on, you brats." Jerry says smoothly. I hold my breath as the door blows open.
"Oh, crap." I mutter. My heart is beating a million miles a minute.
"Hello, humans."

Brandon gulps. His hands reach for mine. He whispers in my ear, so Mr. Evil Ghosty Man couldn't hear him.
"When I say "now" we run. Okay?"
I nod slightly, to say I understand. Jerry comes closer. Practically in my face. His breath reeks of death.
"Should I kill you now, and watch the guy suffer, or kill him, and watch you suffer, then kill you slowly? Your choice."
I'm silent. Waiting for Brandon's signal.
Jerry grins and stands up tall.
"Thought so." He says slyly.
Brandon's heart is beating rapidly in his chest.
"NOW!" He yells. And I quickly get up and, run. Faster than I ever have. I race down the stairs and into the living room. I stumble, but Brandon is behind me. He rights me, and grabs my hand. We run outside and down the street. I can hear Jerry screaming from the house.
"You brats! I just want to kill you!"
I almost laugh at how strait forward he is. But then I remember, he's a ghost, and he can poof anywhere. We are never gonna be safe.

A tear runs down my cheek. I'll be running my entire life away. I sink to my knees. My lungs burn from exhaustion. Brandon kneels next to me.
"Jerry will be here anytime! We've got to go!" He says. His eyes brimming with tears.
"No." I say. "There's no point. He can get us anywhere." I look up at him, as more tears fall from my eyes. "I can't, do this!" I cry.

Brandon falls into me. "Neither can I, Lacey. I'm scared too. But if I die today, at least I'll have done this." He leans into my face, and kisses me. A shy kiss at first, but it becomes more passionate. I kiss him back fiercely. "I love you, Lacey Alderman." He whispers.
"I love you too, Brandon Chase." I say. But our moment is cut off, when Amy Northwest steps out from her house.
"Ooh! Lovebirds are we?" She asks.
"Go to Hell." I scream.
"Geez. Okay." She says, stepping back into her house, looking cowardly.
I flip her the bird and turn to face Brandon. I kiss him again. My heart flutters and I stand up, dragging him with me.
"Let's hop a plane to Hawaii." He says.
"Yeah! Jerry can't poof long distances, and he can't poof high above." I say.

"Wait. Where are Esmeralda and Kyle?" We both ask.