G H O S T

Chapter-010

Troublesome

•Adjective.
Causing difficulty or annoyance.

"I fucking knew it. That necklace holds your heartbeat and whenever it stops I am bound to be sent to hell." Ryan cursed aloud as he followed the blonde boy in front of him who only seemed to be off in a daze. "I should've just..I should've just..."

"Just what? Took my body and walk around like it's yours?! Huh? When was you gonna tell me Ryan?! When??"

Ryan stood there and stared at the boy who was glaring daggers at him. People in the streets did nothing but stare and whisper in question as to who he was talking to other than himself. He frowned as he seen pain flicker in the males blue eyes, "I didn't wanna tell you because...it wasn't an option for me..." Bryce rolled his eyes at the response the other male gave. "Then what do we have to do Ryan? Please do tell me what we have to find out so I can get rid of you." The ghost didn't say anything as he watched the younger boy start to walk away from him.

He sighed to himself and gave a light shake to his head as he swallowed the lump in his throat. "I should've just left you alone..." Ryan whispered under his breath as rain began to pour around them. It had been ages since he felt, he was dead for crying out loud! But this boy knew how to pull at his strings. His heart strings.

Bryce walked into the hotel building and gave a light smile to the woman behind the desk who was chewing her gum like a cow. "Hi! Can I get a room for one please?" He tried to keep his smile as he watched the woman roll her eyes and turn around to the keys behind her. "That'll be forty dollars in the morning. Don't even think about leaving before then." She hissed as she dropped the key in his hand. "Don't plan on it miss. Thank you." With that he was off to find his room number which just so happened to be at the top of the hotel next to a room that was very loud.

"Bryce what're you doing?" Ryan asked, walking through the wall to where the blonde male was sitting. The boy just hummed as he looked at the dead man standing in front of him, "Well you need something else from down here do you not? Let's get this over with. I done told you that I wanted to get rid of you." Ryan frowned deeply at that remark. He could tell the boy thought he was just using him to wipe his slate clean and well...he was.

It wasn't until now that he realized this.

All the time they've been together–which hasn't been long–he's grown attached to the male. He sighed deeply as he began to float up to the roof, he stared up at the moon with a look of pain as his mind began to wander around then back to the boys memories. Ryan had seen everything this man had done and one of them was so sinful in Gods eyes that even he would be sent to hell for it. He understood why Bryce always nudged the woman at the hospital off.

Bryce was gay.

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Bryce felt weight above him and he tried to shift only to feel something wet hit his cheek. "Ryan..?" He groaned out as his eyes fluttered open to lock with a trail of salvia that was dripping from someone tongue. A cry escaped his lips as he looked up and seen the woman from the counter staring down at him with dead glassy eyes. "RYAN!" He screamed out as the woman began to laugh like a maniac.

"Gotcha lover boy!" She hissed in a demonic voice.