My Ghost Boy

~Chapter 5~ Oh my

Joseph clears his throat and says, "We need to let your parents know so this guy can go to jail." I shake my head and say, "I don't want them to make you leave." He chuckles and says, "How are they gonna do that?"

"I dunno, call a priest or something?" I reply and he laughs and I laugh a little. "What if they don't know I'm a ghost?" He says and I say, "How are you gonna do that, you look pretty ghostly." He smiles and says, "Is that a compliment or should I be offended?" I laugh and say, "The ghost thing is pretty hot." We both laugh.

"But seriously though, your parents need to know so this guy can rot in prison." He says and I sigh. I don't want to risk him leaving. If they did let him stay, they would probably make him live in the basement or something. I just realized that I'm very attached to this guy, I'd be devastated if he left.

"What if I just told them without your name being in it?" I say. He thinks for a second then he says, "What if they ask how you got home? Cause you were drugged." I bite the inside of my cheek as I think. "Do they have to know I was drugged?" I reply and he rolls his eyes and replies with, "Yes, Mackenzie."

I hold back my laugh at the use of my full name and say, "Sorry, Joseph." He laughs a little and I realize I'm still curled up in his lap and I roll out of it and onto the bed. "I don't wanna tell them." I say. He sighs. I can feel him looking at me as I lay on my tummy with my head turned away from him.

"I'm definitely gonna find a new job, far far away from that place." I wait for a reply but I don't get one. I don't even feel his presence. I turn my head and he's gone. I sit up and look around my room before going downstairs and I see my mom.

"Hi sweetie, did you rest well?" She says and I nod and grab an apple and take a bite. I love my parents, but I'm not in the mood to talk right now. "Any dreams?" She asks and I shrug while eating the apple. She furrows her eyebrows and says, "Your being quiet this morning." I reply with a lie, "Sorry, I just had bad dreams." The lying thing has become a daily ritual and they never notice. "Wanna talk about it?" I shake my head and smile a lil to her. "It's fine. They're just dreams. I'm gonna go start on my school work." I say before walking upstairs. "Ok sweetie!" She says.

I walk in my room and see Joseph...with my dad's freaking guitar! I quickly close my door and lock it and walk over to him. "What the heck are you doing?! He doesn't even let me use that!" I exclaim and he laughs and says. "It's fiiiine. He doesn't even know I have it." He says and I say, "Obviously not!"

"Well, if you wanna be a singer, it might help if you can play the guitar." He says and I roll my eyes. "I'm not gonna be a singer, I freakin suck. It's just a childish dream." I say and he mocks me with a high pitch voice, "It's just a childish dreeaam." Man this guy gets on my nerves. "I don't talk like that!" I say and he laughs and says, "C'mere and I'll teach you, doll." I sigh a lil and walk over. "Sit in front of me." He commands and I mumble, "Bossy." and sit in front of him. "Tuuurn aroound." He says and I roll my eyes and turn around to face away from him. "I don't have ebola." He says as he grabs my waist and pulls me to his chest then puts the guitar in front of me. "Geezus, not so aggressive." I say and he smiles and says, "Aww, did I hurt the wittle baby?" Before I can say anything he pecks my lips and I freeze at the cold sensation on my lips. Was that my first kiss?! No..yes..maybe..I don't think so..

This chapter kinda sucked... I'm sorry. I'll try to make the next one better.