In The Heart Of Her Mind.

Ghost Girl.

Three weeks without seeing or hearing from Carmen and her piece of crap boyfriend went by slow.

"What are you doing here." I say to the checkout girl as I eye her work attire despite the sleep still in my eyes. The weeks were slow but near peaceful, but all good things had to come to an end since I opened my door.

"Can I talk to you?" Carmen begged more than trying to ask.

"What the fuck is the time? And I don't think that's advisable." I say rubbing my eyes remembering her partners words as I attempted to close the door before she stopped me.

"Please, Delgado." She pleaded.

After retreating back to my apartment the last night I saw her, right after the threat I had received from Elijah and throwing my shopping bags on my bed, I sat to think.

I thought about a lot of things.

About how this cycle is getting as tiring as watching the same Rom-Com countless times.

And how I could be able to surrender to the whole moving on thing.

I know, deeply that if she were to ever come back, and be real, I would get back with Her in a heartbeat. Would she do the same? I'd like to think that she would.

Am I suffering from a mental illness? I don't know, or I wasn't sure until I looked if up and saw that the symptoms were identical to the façade I had been going through.

That, I am schizophrenic.

"I wanted to talk to you about the other night." Carmen and I were seated now in the confines of my living room, part kitchen, part dinning, looking at each other like we were about to discuss something, part sacred, part disturbing, part intimate.

"Well obviously." I stated. She let out a sigh before putting on a brave face. She didn't need to. If there's something bothering her she should come clean and not try to hide it. There's no need to pretend not to be upset when everyone in the room is aware that you are strong.

"I uh, I'm sorry for what ever Elijah said or did that night. I swear he isn't always like that so please don't press any charges or tell anyone about it, he's a good guy. He only did it once so please don't tell anyone, especially Viv-"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" The guy only gave me a weak ass threat. He didn't beat up my kid or anything.

"What I'm talking about Delgado is that I don't want my boyfriend to get arrested for whatever shitty stunt he pulled that night while I was knocked out." She hissed.

I grew more and more confused. "Arrested for?" And then her face went blank.

"Wait... Nothing happened between you and Elijah?"

"If you take away his death wishes for me then yes..." And I grew, intrigued.

"Fuck." Carmen mumbled before grabbing her bag, already hurriedly planning on leaving to go to work.

"Wait, your not gonna say anything about what your boyfriend could have done or even give me an apology?" I stand up immediately to meet her by the door, attempting to block her from leaving.