"How long would it be until I see my kids again, Doc?" I asked as I tried to sit up in my hospital bed, but couldn't.
"Only until another week Mrs. Franklin. Then you'll be able to see them all you want." The doctor states. I sigh.
"What's the point? But I'm damaged anyway..."
"Mrs. Franklin, I'm sure if your husband was here, he'd think they'd love you either way." She assures me. At once, I thought about Cory and Parker. How they might feel if they knew I was alive all along. I didn't want to disappoint or confuse them, I just wanted to at least be there, especially when Drea told me Parker was taking care of Cory by himself.
"Will you be okay for another week?" She asks. I nod.
Cory
In the night after school, Parker didn't stick around this time. I knew all that kissing up was just so he could go. I shook my head disappointment in myself before going into the kitchen and making something myself to eat with little components. I sigh at the sight.
"Hey...Took me a while to find you since you decided to leave your room." I hear Moan as he comes into the kitchen. Almost scaring me, but I should be used to it by now.
"Yeah."
"Whatcha doing Pretty girl?" He leans in behind me. I blush at the nickname and I could feel his cold air around me. I shiver a bit.
"Oh sorry..." He notices and backs up a bit.
"No it's fine. I'm just making myself something since Parker's not here tonight..." I say.
"Oh. Can I--"
"Nope." He was gonna ask could he help, I just knew it.
"What? I was gonna say could I maybe get a tour of your big house." He asks instead.
"Oh, I don't know," I then finish making my meal and start to eat it. "You're getting a little too curious for my loving, Mo."
"For your loving huh?" He says.
"Moan..." I start up.
"I'm just messing with you, Cory." He laughs. I was starting to think that he meant something else. Moan and I have been getting to know each other for a while and it's not really easy to get to know someone for so long and not develop feelings for them. But with me, I don't know. Moan is a ghost, and I'm a human, who knows what that might mess up and if it involves me losing Moan, I don't wanna take that chance.
I guess I didn't realize I spaced out when Moan tappes me on my shoulder and let that coldness get me out of my thoughts.
"That tour now?"
"Oh yeah. That tour now." After I eat, I get up and put my dish in the dishwasher and start his tour.
After the tour, we stop in my room and I flop down on my bed. He flops down on top of me. Even though he was a ghost, I could still feel his weight.
"Oww! Moan get off!" He chuckles and gets off me and sits up on my bed beside me.
"Sorry, but stop screaming. You haven't seen my corpse yet." He jokes. I roll my eyes.
"Moan?" He lifts his head, indicating he's listening. "Why do you stick around? Like around me?" I ask. I see him smile.
"Well because you seemed really nice and funny when I first met you. I have never met anyone like you before, Cory. I wanted to get to know you. I wanted more of you." He takes my hand and stands up off my bed. I start to cry.
"But Moan," I stand up and looks eye to eye with him. "I'm afraid if we get together I might lose you! It's not really well known for a human and a fricking ghost to be a couple!" I shout. My tears becoming more extensive. He hugs me.
"No Pretty girl! Who will know?"
"What if your psycho ghost leader person kills you! For good! Then I'll never be able to--" My rambling was stopped because once I felt Moan's lips on mine, I instantly close my eyes to cherish the unexpected moment. But it didn't feel like I thought it would. It felt like flesh, like he wasn't a ghost at all. Like he was alive.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed!
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The Ghost and the Girl
ParanormalThis story will be about a 17-year old boy named, Moan. Moan died from a drive-by shooting years ago. He still lives today as a seventeen-year-old because he now lives this life as a ghost. Because he can't age like mortals and enjoy every year to t...