Through Heaven and Hell (Ghost x Toast)

Chapter 7 ~ Tea and Bandages

27th September, 2013

Toast stared at his phone screen, eyes squinting as he stared at the name on it. He turned his phone on and tried to call Ghost, but it went straight to voicemail. Toast turned his head to look at a photo he had put up on the wall.
The photo had been taken one year into their reunion trip, when they were 19 and 21. Toast stared at Ghost's face in the picture; he looked so young, so happy, so carefree. He was smiling widely and had an arm around Toast. Toast then looked at another photo he had hung up, one of him and Ghost back in '94, at ages 8 and 10. The photo had been taken before Ghost's eyes turned brown, and his eyes in the photo were a pale red, identical to his adoptive mother's eyes.
Toast smiled as he gazed at some of the old photos. He sighed sadly and looked longingly at his phone, wishing that Ghost would call back.
Those three days had come and gone, and Ghost still wasn't back. Now nearly three weeks had passed, and Toast was getting worried.
Suddenly, a knock came at the door. Toast jumped and bolted to the door, opening it wide.
Johnny Ghost stumbled in, a bandage tied neatly around his arm. His hair was ruffled but overall looked decent, and he looked as though he had bathed within the last 18 hours. He stumbled inside and walked right into Toast's open arms.
"Sir!" Toast cried, hugging Ghost tightly. "Johnny!" Ghost mumbled weakly, hugging him back.
"Are you okay? Wait, did you get stabbed again?!" Toast cried, fumbling to untie Ghost's bandage. "We need to get this cleaned, come on!"
Toast led Ghost to the couch and grabbed a first aid kit. Ghost took his hoodie off and Toast could see part of what looked like a bandage on Ghost's shoulder. "Is that another bandage?" Toast asked, pointing to Ghost's shoulder. Ghost nodded. "These are so neatly tied." Toast commented, lightly touching the bandage on Ghost's arm. He had a bandage below his elbow on his left arm, a bandage above his elbow on his right, a bandage around his shoulder, one around his stomach, and even one right above his knee on his left leg. Ghost obviously hadn't bandaged his wounds himself; someone else had done it for him, and Toast had an idea of who, but he kept quiet about it. Toast removed each bandage, and was stunned at what he saw.
Each wound was neatly stitched and cleaned, with very little to no blood around the stitches. Toast raised an eyebrow, but nevertheless silently cleaned each wound and bandaged them. Then, Toast sat Ghost on the couch and made him a cup of tea, something which Toast always did for people whenever they were worried or injured. It especially worked on Ghost; tea had some sort of effect on him mentally, thus Toast always made him a cup whenever he had an episode or was about to.
"Are you alright sir? You've been gone for a few weeks!" Toast said worriedly. Ghost nodded, and Toast sighed before reaching his arms out and taking Ghost in a hug. Ghost blinked a few times before he returned the hug, and the two broke apart after a few seconds.
"It's going to get dark soon. At 9, I'd like for you to get a bath, and in the meantime, I'll make dinner." Toast announced, standing up and walking to the kitchen. Ghost nodded, then laid down on the couch. By the time Toast was done cooking, Ghost was fast asleep. Not wishing to disturb him, Toast ate by himself, then turned to his book plans. He decided to write some notes about the foreign girl he had researched; he still did not know her name, but she was haunting homes in a nearby city, possessing TVs and any other technology she could find. Finally, at 8:45, Toast shook Ghost awake. Ghost, as Toast asked, ate and then took a shower, then retreated to his own bedroom which Toast had decorated while he had been gone. The walls were a light gray, the pillows a pale red, the bedsheet dark red, and his blankets black, along with an extremely light gray carpet. Toast's room was similar: extremely light gray carpet, dark gray walls, white pillows, black blankets and navy blue bedsheets.
Ghost closed his door, and within minutes had fallen asleep. Toast soon retreated to his room as well, first making sure he had everything to calm Ghost down out just in case Ghost had another nightmare. Toast laid down, and was asleep in minutes.

Toast woke up at 8 am the next day. Ghost was fast asleep, and when Toast went to check on him, he was also laying perfectly still. Toast looked at Ghost's peaceful face and smiled, turning his head as he then walked into the kitchen to make himself some breakfast.
Ghost woke up at 10. When he woke up, Toast was once again brainstorming book ideas.
"Good morning sir!" Toast said happily as Ghost walked into the room. "Morning." Ghost grumbled back, walking over to the dining table, where his portion of breakfast laid waiting.
"Did you sleep alright?" Toast asked, looking at Ghost. "Yeah, I slept pretty good." Ghost replied, shrugging his shoulders. Toast smiled again, widely. As he turned back to his notes, he felt incredibly happy, and he had no clue why. 

Oooh, is Toast starting to fall in love???? Also, who tied Ghost's bandages while he was in Casket mode? So many questions!

So it is almost 4 am where I'm at and I'm tired as heck. I've been back in Florida since yesterday and I an extremely happy to be back. Anyways, I thought I'd finish up this chapter. Longest one so far with nearly a thousand words! I'm gonna see if I can gradually make each chapter longer and longer by at least 5 words starting now, so let's see how many words Chapter 16's gonna have!
Anyways, enjoy this chapter. I'm really enjoying writing this story and I hope you're enjoying reading it.
So finally, bye bye, and enjoy! I won't be updating every 3 days for much longer (School starts in 2 days for me) so enjoy it as it lasts! Once again, bye bye!!!! (And thanks for nearly 300 reads!)