--------Ghosts POV-------
Today was the day that I was going to face my fears. My fears of my friends rejecting me, hating me, or not believing me.
I packed up the last of my shit and was out the door. Ant was already in the car and had it all started up.
"You ready?" He asked. He looked at me with worried eyes. "Yeah," I simply replied back.
As he back out of the driveway, he started to look more worried.
"You okay?" I asked. He looked at me again. This time he had sorrow, pity, anger, and tears in his eyes.
"Dude, what's wrong?" I asked again.
The following events were shocking.
He pulled out a knife. I stared still him with scared eyes.
"A-Ant that not funny. Put it down." I told, stuttering afraid words.
"I'm so fucking sorry."
With that, he jabbed me straight in the neck.
As I choked he broke down. My vision was becoming blurry and dark around the edges.
After a few minutes of suffering, darkness consumed me. 'Let me go!' I fought with the darkness.
There's no way back. I'm gonna have to cope to the fact that I'm dead.
Earth is no longer under my feet. I'm just walking on air.
"Let me the fuck go!" I yelled frustrated.
"I don't want to be here!"
After 6 minutes of screaming, I gave for no despite to lose my voice.
I walked around the empty, black field.
I then got a glimpse of dark brown hair. Then my jacket. Then that smile that made a man melt. The most shiniest think in this um... Place I guess.
I started running towards that smile. Ty's smile.
When I got closer, I saw something that broke my heart.
Ashley and Ty sucking face. I guess I was wrong about him.
I guess I was a worthless piece of trash to him.
I felt like I was used.
I cleared my throat and Ty pulled away from Ashley.
He stood there in shock. He probably thought I wasn't going to be here.
"Ghost...."
"I knew you never loved me Ty. But I just want you to know I love you. I always will." I told him and ran off.
"WAIT!" He yelled. But I was too far away. I could hear his sobs. His yelling for me and mercy.
He deserves it.
He always has.
--------Ty's POV-------
I've fucked up.
I didn't know he would ever be dead.
I decided I needed some comfort. Someone I could love.
Ashley was the only one here right now.
I was sobbing my heart out. It killed me for him to think that I used him.
Ashley was rubbing circles around my back.
"COME BACK!!!" I yelled in agony. "I LOVE YOU!"
Ashley was still rubbing circles around my back.
Anger started to boil up inside of me. She's the reason I'm dead. She's the reason my heart's broke.
But, I was the one who asked her to be my friend. With benefits. I regret this.
I cried and screamed until I lost my voice.
I lost him.
I lost the man I love so dearly.
Because I'm a total jerk.
I want to die.
But I can't.
Because I'm already dead.
I guess dying won't help anything.
Just a lot more grieving and problems.
This is just another Hell.
