Shy Little Ghost (A Devin Sola fanfiction)

It's all the rain that's putting me to sleep

Author's note: I suggest you listen to the song "Close Your Eyes" by Michael Bublé, to get in the mood.

Ashley's POV

   I will never forget the day I saw Devin by the edge of the lake... when I told him that I love him. I don't think he remembers anyway...

   I'm really worried about him. He doesn't talk to me, he doesn't text me, he isn't eating, his parents avoid me on the street... I'll have to talk to him...

Devin's POV (three weeks earlier - Friday)

   This can't be happening. No, it can't be real. It can't be happening again...

   Today, when I was fixing my makeup in the bathroom a guy slapped my ass. The photo I updated yesterday on Instagram is getting horrible comments. My parents aren't talking to me since I wore a skirt to school last week. The world is falling apart around me.

   I'm so ugly. Everybody hates me. I'm useless. I'm shit. This is what I say to myself everyday. What I have cut in my body. Yesterday I was staring outside the window and thinking that maybe if I go out for long enough in the rain I will die. But that would take too long... Anyways... nobody will give a fuck...

Ashley's POV (a week later than Devin's POV, Thursday)

   I went to Devin's house today. I knocked on the door and waited. He came to open the door three minutes later in his Jack Skellington pjs, his hair all messy and no makeup on. His eyes were blood-shot red. I smiled sadly and said:

   -Hi.

   He muttered a "hi". My eyes started watering and I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to him and hugged him, crying like an idiot.

   -I missed you, Dev. I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you. I promise I will never leave you alone again. Ever.

   I kissed his cheek, and felt him starting to cry again. He hugged me back and kissed my forehead.

   -You're here... - he whispered, between tears.

   -Why wouldn't I be? - I asked him, playing with his hair.

Devin's POV

   When I opened the door I couldn't believe in my eyes. Ashley was there, in her black and blue satin dress and her beautiful red hair falling down her shoulders. I love her so much... she's so perfect... I couldn't believe I had her in my arms, just for me...

   When she jumped on me and hugged me my cuts and wounds hurt so much that I started crying. But she can't know... I don't wanna worry her more.

   She hugged me again and said:

   -What's wrong, Ghost? I need to hear your voice again, I missed you so much, what happened last week?

   I looked to the ground, embarrassed, and she lifted my chin with her hand.

   -Whatever it is that's bothering you, you can tell me, Dev. I'm right here for you.

  I knew I can trust her... it's just... it isn't something I like to talk about... but no. She's my best friend. Who would I tell, if not her. She was the only one who could help me.

   -Come. - I said, taking her hand to the living room. I sat on the couch with her in front of me.

Ashley's POV

  -So beautiful, what's wrong? - I asked him, hugging him.

  He looked to the ground, hopelessly. Tears started to fall down his cheeks and I hugged him. I had no idea of what to do, I didn't know what had happened, I was completely lost. I made him look at me, and said:

  -Ghost, baby what happened? I'm here to listen. I wanna help, but I can only do it if you tell me what's wrong...

  He took a few breaths before looking at me again. He looked more determined, but still doubtful and hopeless. I approached him, putting my arm around his waist. He rested his head on my shoulder, closing his eyes. I traced the outline of his tattoos with my fingers, I know it calms him down.

  -So, Ghost, do you wanna tell me what's going on?

  He took a deep breath and held both my hands, looking up at me, determined:

  -You know... last Wednesday... I wore a skirt to school...

  I nodded in agreement.

  -You looked amazing - I smiled.

  He kept going:

  -On Wednesday afternoon... I was in the bathroom fixing my makeup... when four guys showed up... They started making fun of me, calling me "drag queen" and stuff... but I didn't give a d-damn... I'm us-used to it - he started muttering and I held his hands. - But... whe-when I was leaving... th-they surrounded me - I hugged him closer - th-they surrounded me... they... did... they made m-me... do... things... I didn't... want to... - he started crying again and I made him rest his head on my shoulder, tearing.

  -Ghost... - I said, fondling his hair.

  -Why? - he cried.

  I made him face me and kissed his perfect cheek until I was breathless, letting him cry into my shoulder.

  -Have you told anyone about this? - I asked when I thought he was ready.

  -M-my parents...

  -And didn't they do anything? - I asked. I was pretty shocked. I've always known that the relationship between him and his parents has never been so good, but I never thought they wouldn't do anything if something like this happened.

  -Th-they said that it's m-my fault... that if I wasn't s-so feminin it would have n-never happened...

Devin's POV

  A shot of rage flew through her eyes. She stood up and sat with her back against the sofa behind me.

  -Where are them? - she asked, looking to the ground.

  -Upstairs... - I muttered.

  She stood up suddenly and started walking determined to the stairs.

  -Where are you going? - I asked, holding her hand. I was really worried. I know what she's capable of doing when she's mad.

  -I'm not gonna let them get away with this.

  -Please, Ashley I don't want you to get in trouble for me, please.

  She turned around to face me. She was really angry and tears were rolling down her face. She hugged me tightly and cried into my shoulder.

  -Ash...

  When she looked back at me her eyes were red and she looked at me with a pityful and sweet look in her face.

  -Dev... Ghost... Baby understand that it wasn't your fault. Screw whatever they said, just fuck it. What happened wasn't your fault. Those guys are sick-minded and they don't deserve to breath the same air you do. You can dress whatever you want and it's no one's, no even your parents' business. Society is a piece of shit. Ghost I'm always here for you, no matter what happens. I promise I will never leave you alone again. You're the most perfect, beautiful human being and nothing they say will bring you down. And if it does, I will be right here to put you up again.