Ghost Boy (S.M)

fourteen

After hours of me and Shawn hanging out, watching the Vampire Diaries it was around noon. I wish we could do something else, but he can't really leave the house. But Shawn loves watching The Vampire Diaries and I do too, so we didn't have a problem with just chilling.

Shawn's old friend was supposed to be here at 1 so we had a hour before he would be here.

I am honestly really impressed with Shawn, he was visible almost the whole time today. He felt tired during a few of the episodes so he had to disappear, but I was still proud. He was doing so much better.

When the episode we were watching ends I stop Netflix from playing the next one. "Woah what are you doing!" Shawn asks.

"Relax I'm just going to go make me some lunch." I say giggling. I walk down to the kitchen and looked around. Sammy must be in his room.

I decide to make one of those microwavable meals. It was the sweat and sour chicken, which was my favorite.

I put it in the microwave and set the timer for 4 minutes. "Wait so Bonnie didn't unspell the thing?" I turn around and see Shawn sitting on the island counter top.

"Nope."

"Wow." He chuckles.

Then I feel my phone vibrate from my back pocket. I look at the notification and it was a text from a number I didn't know. The text read, "Hey, this is Brian the one who was going to come look at the house. Your mom gave me this number and I just wanted to remind you I'll be there at 1."

"So your friends name is Brian." I tell Shawn. I show him the text and he gets a big smile on his face.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe Brian is going to come over here." I sit on a bar stool by the island.

"How long were you guys friends?" Shawn thinks for a second before answering.

"Um, I don't really know. We met when we were like 8 or 9. We played soccer together, he wasn't that good so I took him under my wing. We were best friends ever since."

"That's cool, I'm glad you get to see him." I pause. "Thanks to me." I jokingly say.

"Yeah thanks." He laughs.

Then my sweet and sour chicken was done and we went back up to my room, to watch the last episode of season one.

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Once we finished the last episode Shawn was really tired and didn't feel good, so he disappeared.

Now I am just laying on my bed listening to music and scrolling through my Twitter feed. I mostly just followed Tom Holland updates accounts. Gosh I love that British frog!

Then I get a notification from Brain saying he's almost here. I respond with a simple 'Ok.'

"Shawn, your friend is almost here." I say to the air hoping he was in my room. Shawn appeared on my left where he usually is, on my bed.

"This is crazy! I can't believe I'm about to see Brian!"

I looked at him with a smile. "I'm really happy for you." I giggle. "I'm going to get Sammy, mom doesn't want me alone with a 'strange man'." I jump off my bed and start walking to the door.

"But you're not alone, you have me." He says excitedly.

"Yeah but they don't even know you exist." I smile. "Your my secret Ghost Boy." I giggle and walk to Sammy's room.

I knock on the door before opening it. Sam looks at me with frustration. "When you knock on the door you're supposed to come in after I say you can come in." I could tell he was annoyed but I really didn't give a shit.

"Brian is almost here and you have to be downstairs with me, incase he rapes me." I say with a weird smile. Thinking of what I looked like made me laugh.

"I don't understand what am I going to do to a college guy to stop him from rapping you, I mean I'm 13."

"I don't know, you would figure it out."

"All he would have to do is punch me once and then I'd be knocked out. I couldn't stop him."

"Why are you making this a big deal just come downstairs." I close the door and go to the living room. Shawn was on the couch looking out the window.

"He's here!" He looks like a dog that was waiting for the mail man. It looks weird, but also adorable.

My heart started to race. "Sam!" I yell for him to come down because I started to get nervous about meeting a strange man. As you can tell sometimes human interaction scares me.

I go to the kitchen so I look like I wasn't waiting for him by the door. Sam soon followed. "Is he hear?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." As I say that I get a text on my phone that says he is here.

The door bell rings, Sam and I both look at each other. We run to the door and I look out the peep hole. I see who I'm guessing is Brian. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt. He had short dirty blonde hair and was super pale.

To be honest I was super nervous but I knew if I asked Sammy to open the door he would say no. I open the door trying to smile and act like a normal person and not a awkward teenager who has no life and hangs out with a ghost. "Hi I'm Brian." He says sticking out his hand for me to shake.

"I'm Gracie, it's nice to meet you." I shake his hand and motion for him to come in. "This is my little brother Sam." Sam shakes his hand too.

"It's nice to meet you both. I'm sorry this is a bit weird but I wanted to see the house. I basically grew up here." Brian says.

"It's fine, I would want to go back and visit a place I spent most my childhood too." Brian nods his head. After a few seconds no one spoke and I was kind of awkward. "So, what do you want to see? I'd love to here stories of this place."

"Well my friend Shawn lived here." He walked into the living room. "We met on our soccer team, Shawn took me in and thought me a few things. I sucked, tripped over the ball any chance I got."

"Shawn is the one that died, right?" Sammy asked. I give him a weird look like 'why would you ask that?'

"Um, yeah." He scratched the back of his neck. "He died three years ago. Today was his birthday actually, which is why I wanted to come today."

"I-I'm sorry for your loss." I stutter.

"It's fine I did my grieving, I try to just remember the good moments and not that he's gone."

"That's good. When you lose someone that's what you have to do. We lost out father, I was eight and Sammy was four."

"I'm sorry." Brian says before staring at the ground.

"It was a long time ago. So do you want to go to another room?" Brian nods and follows us to the kitchen and dinning area.