Ireland ~
(feels good to go back to writing after sitting around doing nothing with my day)
Every now and then, I saw a black orb just sitting, well I guess floating, at the end of my bed; its red eyes almost pierced my soul. It would get closer and closer, and my heart would beat faster.
I never screamed for help, I had a feeling no one else could see the...thing.
A chill ran down my spine and I kept my eyes glued on the... let's call it a Jeffery...
"What are you?" I asked, my voice barely able to be called a whisper.
Another Jeffery came around, it floated circles around my waist, and a few more came, some floated around my neck, others above my head; but the first one remained in the same spot, glaring daggers into me. If looks could kill... I'd be dead.
"Hey, babe" Kayden's all too familiar voice rang as the door opened, the black- the Jefferies remained in the same positions.
Kayden smiled and sat besides me, twirling my hair through his fingers. I was right. No one but me could see this black floating things. "Go" I mumbled and removed his hand from my hair. He gave me a worried look, but I was almost sure the scared look I returned made him nod and walk off.
"You're dead" Something whispered and I shot towards the voice.
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"I want Ireland."
RomanceKayden and Ireland were the happiest children in the world, they did everything together, literally. But Kayden's step-mother ripped the two apart, needless to say, even after 13 years, Kayden still hated her for doing so. Ireland was desperate to s...
