Night Visions

Chapter 8

I walked alone as the moonlight illuminated the sidewalk, I didn't know why my parents would think that I should go get some supplies for Jacys' birthday party that was coming up this weekend.

It was almost ten o'clock and my parents want me home in thirty minutes.
I felt stupid for not taking my car but, it was dad's idea that I should walk to the store.
I looked both ways before crossing the street as I got to the other side I stopped in my tracks at the sight of a glowing figure pacing in an alley.

I walked closer to the figure that was now cursing at himself for something that he did a long time ago which, I feel bad for him.
I halted as I got a few inches away from the ghost in front of me.

Great, now I have to deal with another one.

The ghost turned around sharply, I backed a few steps away from him. "Uh?" The ghost cocked his head to the side, "hello, beautiful lady."
I gave him a fake smile as I looked him over.
His body was sickly thin and his hair was neatly curled. His smile was the one that got me the most.
"Who are you?" I asked as I took a step forward.

"Uh," the ghost rubbed the back of his neck shyly, "who are you, and why did you sneak up on me?"
"I asked you first," I muttered.
The ghost huffed as he walked over to me, I flinched as he rubbed a hand through my tangled hair. "You are beautiful, my brother has told me a lot about you."
Brother? Who was he talking about?
"Who's you're brother?" I asked, "if you know so much about me, then, you should probably know my name as well."
"I honestly don't," the ghost replied as he pulled his hand away from my hair, "my brother never told me you're name, he said he wanted to keep it a secret."
"A secret?"
The ghost nodded, "yes."

I shook my head in disbelief as I asked again, "who's you're brother?"
"Why, Joseph Kennedy Jr of course."

I couldn't believe what I've just heard this-this can't be Jack Kennedy or am I dreaming?
How is he alive a-and so, young?
What's happening to me? I'm just seeing things, I'm hallucinating-wait- I'm going crazy, I'm going completely crazy.

I'm freaking out.

"Uh, miss, are you alright?" The ghost asked as if he was concerned.
I bobbed my head and swallowed hard, "y-your Jack Kennedy," I stammered out, "y-your-"
"Now don't get too excited girl," Jack lifted up his hands, "I might be famous but, I really do like girls."
I gave out a shaky laugh, I just couldn't believe it.

"T-that's nice," I stammered out.

"What's the matter with you?" Jack lets his hands fall down to his sides as he rubbed a hand against my hair again, "how old are you girl?"
"Uh," I froze.
"How old are you?" He pushed.
"Eighteen," I said, "why do you want to know?"
"Because, I might be in love with you," Jack purred as his hand now rest on my cheek.
I should run and never look back and that's what I'm about to do.
I slapped his hand away and took off in a full sprint down the alley. I looked back and he was chasing me, I sprinted across the street and ran to a near by police station, oh good I'm saved.
But, when I looked back again, he was gone until, "why did you run from me?" I froze in my place, I looked slowly over my shoulder to see Jack standing right behind me, his face was filled with nothing but anger.
"I was...just," I didn't know what to say because my head was spinning.
Jack walked up to me, he looked like he was floating on freaking air.
Fear ran down me spine as Jack's hot breath touched my neck. "Now," he said quietly, "why did you run from me?" His face softened.

I swallowed a big lump in my throat and said coldly, "I was running from you."
"Why?"
"Because, you're a freaking ghost."
"So is my brother."
"I'm not talking about your brother I was talking about-" I jumped suddenly to a hissing voice that said, "who was talking about me?"
I gasped and shot a look over to Joe Jr who was leaning up against the building of the police station.
He wasn't wearing his navy uniform, he now wore a white t-shirt and blue jeans, his hair was a mess that it covered his eyes and, it also needed to be cut.

This was just great.