Silent Cries ☾N.H.S

19| precious gift

RECAP: Halo learns that Walter only tricked her when he took her to the asylum because he wanted to show his boss, Liam that he was doing as told, and was making Halo fall in love with him. She gets angry, and transforms her appearance much darker.

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❝ take it from the girl you claimed to love,
you gonna get some bad karma.
i'm the one who had to learn to build a heart made of armor. ❞

- drowning by banks

A/N: love u guys ❁

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The next day, I woke up feeling like a different person. Like I was the old Halo from centuries ago, but without the memories.

I was also wrapped up in blankets on the bed- Walter had moved me. There was a note on the pillow beside my head.

Sorry for leaving in such short notice. I'll explain everything to you later. I need to clear some things up. You'll be there for a few more days.

- Walter x

I crumpled up the note and cursed. If Niall is out there, he doesn't have a few days, I need to find him. This was ridiculous.

Hearing a knock at the door, I got up and opened it. "What do you want?" I asked, annoyed because of everything happening.

"I've come to light the way, Earths," said a boy with tussled, crazy light brown hair the color of burnt caramel.

"Uh, my name is Halo, who are you?"

He saluted me, his fingers and wrist lined with tattoos that looks faded and centuries old. His frame was rather lanky and feminine, and he wore a baggy black onesie with little skull designs and slippers on his feet that had bunny ears.

"My name is Louis Tomlinson, and let me guess, is your name Earths?" He asked, his voice raising an octave at the end.

"I just said my name is Halo."

His smile didn't falter. "Well, Earths, you'll fit right in." He pointed out my dark clothes and new tattoos.

I sighed. "Can you just get Walter back, I need him to get me out of this place."

Louis's face contorted into confusion. "Oh, Walter? You mean Fires?"

This guy was really delusional.

"Come on, Earths," he said, tugging my arm and making me stumble into the lit hallway.

Instantly, I stopped. There were ghosts lining the whole hallway- pressed against the walls, their eyes looking at the other ghosts pass by. The whole corridor was bustling with life- I mean death? But even though there were crowds of them all crammed into one hallway- the silence was deafening.

Louis shook his head with a sheepish grin. "Guys!" He yelled, "it's okay! She's not human, she's just a ghost like us!"

There was collective chortle of laughter and then everybody seemed to get back to what they were doing before loudly.

Louis turned to me and dragged me into the crowd. Once we found an exit, he sat me in a couch, a television glowing brightly in front of us.

"What would you do if I was human?" I asked quietly, knowing that just last night I was half human.

"If you were alive, we'd probably latch onto you like a leech and suck you dry of life, and that's why we are locked here in this jail for ghosts," he said, still creepily smiling, like it was stuck on his face.

"Are all ghosts like this?" I asked.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, just the mentally unstable ones," he replied.

Then it got quiet and he looked around timidly before saying, "but even worse than us are the demons. They lock those up during daytime, but let them out in the hallway at night so they don't get too crazy. That's why all the ghosts go hide in their rooms at night and come out at this time."

"Why are demons so dangerous?" I asked.

His smile dropped. "They can enter your mind and make you go crazy by whispering terrible things into your ear. Also, demons can turn ghosts and humans into demons if their prey breaks and shatters. It let's the demon control them."

"Wow," I hushed, thinking of Carter.

Then I thought of something else. "Hey, but ghosts can whisper into your head too?"

"Yeah, sometimes when they're just barely dying, but ghosts that have been around for a while can't, not even to other ghosts."

But didn't Walter whisper into my head, telling me how crazy I was? Did that make Walter a demon?

Seeing me in a panic, Louis looked over his shoulder to the kitchen where a fat butcher stood. Louis yelled, "Jimmy, get her some carrots! She looks like she needs them!"

"No!" Jimmy protested.

I got up on shaky legs. "You are looney," I told him, looking him in his psychedelic eyes.

"That's why I'm here, Earths," he said causally, taking out a package of cigarettes and a lighter.

"It was nice meeting you and all, but I think I need some time-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," he said. "Take this, I keep forgetting I haven't had a cigarette since the 1900s." He handed me the lighter and tossed the empty package of cigarettes to the side.

I stuffed the lighter into a small pocket in my velvet cloak, and quickly walked away from him, who was moving his fingers frantically over a non existing piano and howling with laughing.

Once I was out into the hallway, I ducked my head into my cloak and began walking to my room. I made it there without another crazy ghost talking to me, and sagged into the bed.

Wrapped in the blankets, I thought about things. It was painful though to think about things. It was so painful.

I realized it was the worst mistake of my life to jump over the bridge. And the truth was, I did want to die. My life was perfect. I had friends and Niall- everything was great, but yet- there I was on that night, feeling like I needed to jump over and just end it all.

It had never struck me how life was a gift and even though I was dead, that life I had lived was truly a gift. And somehow, when I jumped off the bridge that night, I really did die. It was like I lost my last chance of living. Like I had tossed away my second chance of being human.

Not only that, but after I decided stupidly to jump, I put Niall in danger and now it was my fault that he was dying somewhere. It was my fault. And that's why I had to find Niall because I couldn't rest in peace until I knew he still had his gift of living. That I hadn't tossed away his life along with mine.

I loved Niall. I loved him so much. And I wasn't really sure what I was going to do when I found him because if he lives, I would still be dead.

I am a ghost, and he is a human. How would this love end? Endless.

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