My Dead Ex Girlfriend

Chapter 3

Did the bird talked? I looked my back and saw Shannon. Thank God it was her.

"Hey Shannon."

"So, mom and I are leaving. Are you gonna leave now?" She asked putting her hands on the bench.

"Actually, I'm gonna stay here for a while."

"Okay." I saw Shannon leaving. She got every time tinier when I saw her leave.

The bird was still with me, it is just the same bird that Quinn described to me. It is a pity that I never got to respect Quinn's things or theories. I miss her so much. I looked to the green grass and the closed grave. I want to see her one last time. But that ain't gonna happen. I got up from the bench, and decided to go out.

I am still sad about her. While I am at this ice cream store, I remember when Quinn and I got here for the first time and first kissed on a public place. I am now on the same chair where I was when me and Quinn met. I looked at my ice cream and saw the chair in front of me. Quinn was sitting there.

"Hey." She said.

"Wake up, wake up wake up!" I said to myself while hitting myself.

"You are awake Phillip, and it is me, Quinn."

"You're dead."

"That's what you think, but you never get to see the truth." She put her finger on the ice cream and took some. She slowly took it to her mouth and enjoyed it.

"You're not real Quinn. You are not!"

"Hm. If I wasn't real, I wouldn't be here?" She said.

I got up from the chair and left the ice cream store. I took the car and drove as fast as I could to my house.

As soon as I arrived, Shannon was texting someone and I sat by her side feeling exhausted.

"Ah." I took a deep breath.

"What is your deal Phillip?" Asked Shannon.

"My deal?" I asked. "My ex girlfriend is dead, Shannon. That's my deal!"

"God, could you just forget about it?"

"What is your problem Shannon?"

"My friend is dead."

"You guys never were friends. Never!" I yelled at her.

"Just, cool of Phillip." She got up from her seat and went upstairs to her room.

I stayed downstairs watching a movie that I used to watch with Quinn. I pressed the button play, and watched it.

"I always loved that movie."

"Who is there?"

"Sweetie, its me."

"Who? Who are you?" I asked.

"Your mom, Phillip. Can't you recognise me?" Said my mother.

"Mom! Of course I recognised you!" I lied. "What are you doing here so early?" I said cynical.

"Can't I be here?"

"After what you did." I mumbled.

"It is for your own good!"

"She's dead mom!"

"And she was a whore too."

"You're talking shit about my girlfriend."

"Ex girlfriend. And you are not allowed to leave this house for two weeks."

"Fine. I don't care. Fuck you." My mother slapped my face and spit me. I looked at her feeling disappointment on my mother. "Go up to your room Phillip!"