Raven
"What did you do that for. I thought you loved her and it was me who messed it all up for you. For gods sake Jake" my words don't seems to make much difference as he continues to stare at the other sofa.
"Hellooo. Anyone home?" I wave my hand in front of his face, but remember that makes absolutely no logical sense being dead and all.
Without saying anything he walks upstairs like a zombie. I fly through the walls to meet him on the top floor. It feels like years I'm waiting for him. One advantage I suppose of being a ghost is quicker transport.
He finally enters his room and just sits back down. He definitely looks like a zombie now. Like all the life has been sucked out of him.
"Right then zombie Jake, why the fuck did you let her go" there's a moment of silence then he cracks up laughing. I screw up my face which obviously just makes Jake laugh even more.
"What?" I demand.
"You just....boop" he imitates how my hand went through Jess' head and continues to chuckle to himself.
"Jake!" I'm frustrated now and confused. I want answers.
"Yeah" he seems unfazed by my apparent annoyance.
I wave my arms towards downstairs then to him and repeat it a few times to gesture 'what was that?'
Jake
My life is so fucked up. I mean my best and only friend is a ghost, and I have no social skill or status what so ever. I'm afraid of my feelings and I don't even know how to express them. I mean I really do like Jess but she'll never understand me. Would anyone believe me that I had a ghost friend that only I could see? I highly doubt it. I find it hard to believe myself.
You know I think letting Jess go was probably the best thing I could do in this situation. That's possibly the most mature thing I've ever said and done.
"Hello! Jake!" Ah yes back to Raven and out of my thoughts.
"What is it Raven?"
"Why did you blow Jess off like that I don't understand?" She'll never understand, no one will. No one truly understands another person. I don't even understand myself. I know I have some feelings and I don't know what to do with them.
"I don't know Raven. It was for the best" that's all I can say.
"That's all you have to say 'I don't know Raven, it was for the best'" she imitates me but some how achieves a deeper voice than I actually have.
"What do you mean you imbecile?" She folds her arms and sighs. Her emerald eyes getting brighter with anger, standing out against her ghostly pale skin. I can't help but think her parents named her Raven after her jet black hair.
"Well it was never going to work out was it? Besides I care more about other people"
"Other people? You don't know any 'other people' Jake" she stares at me deeply, little frustration wrinkles forming above her brows. It was kind of cute.
"I know you" she looks at me as if she's trying to work out what I'm saying. Her brain cogs ticking over slowly.
"Yeah, but I don't count" her lips pouting as if she wanted me to tell her that she does.
"You're a good friend Raven and well..." I pause my mouth suddenly dry and palms slightly sweaty.
"I think that I dismissed Jess so soon because she'll never understand me like you do. You're the one who's been there for me. God, I mean you saved my life and have forsaken with being able to listen to you jabber on about rubbish"
"Is what you're saying going to have a point because it's starting to sound like an insult" she said arms crossed and eyebrow raised.
"You're my best friend Raven and well... I love you"
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Dead hearts Don't beat
Genç Kurgu'I saw him, just sitting there, staring at the blade, pressing it deep into his skin until blood oozed out. I usually enjoyed people turning mad after the years of torment I'd give them, but this time it was different. It wasn't fear in his eyes, bu...
