Ghost Boy (S.M)

twenty one

It's been a week now since my mom's accident. I haven't seen Jace since the night at the hospital. He's texted me a few times to make sure I'm alright but I haven't responded. I've been way to busy helping my mom get better.

I've hardly even seen Shawn, I mean I guess we talk at night but not as much as we used too. Every night I'm so drained by helping my mom all day.

Sam hasn't been helping as much but he's 13 so I don't think he really thinks it's his responsibility too.

School starts in a few days and I've been so busy I haven't even thought about it. Which is good because if I don't think about it I don't get stressed as much. But when I'm not helping my mom it all comes back.

Right now I'm laying in bed looking at the ceiling just thinking. My mom is asleep and it's around midnight.

School is coming up and I have no friends. I don't know anyone but Jace. What if I have to sit alone at lunch? What if the classes are too much? What if I'm just some nerdy new girl that sits in the corner and everyone thinks is weird?

Everything is kind of hitting me right now, the stress of my mom, and school. Maybe I'm about to start my period but I just feel really emotional. I haven't cried about the fact that I almost lost my mom since the hospital and I've been building all of my emotions up. I've been so focused on her I haven't thought about things that have been stressing me out.

"Hey." I hear Shawn say next to on the bed. He was sitting criss-cross facing me.

"Hey." I sit up and sit cross-cross, facing him.

"Are you okay? Something's seems off with you." Shawn asks.

I take a deep breathe and fall back on my bed. My body was on the bed but my head was off. The whole room appeared upside down. "I'm fine, all of the stress is getting to me, I guess."

"So, in other words, you aren't fine." He chuckles.

"Yup," I say popping the P.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Shawn appears laying next to me, with his head looking at the room upside down, like mine.

"Not really." I look at him. "I just want a distraction." I sit up trying to thinking about what we could do.

"We could watch TV," Shawn suggests.

"No we always do that, let's do something different." Shawn sits up and starts to think too.

Then an idea pops in my head. "How about we play truth or dare."

"Okay." Shawn chuckles. I get off my bed and sit on my window seat. Shawn walks over and sits across from me. "So you first."

"Truth or dare?" I ask Shawn.

"Um, truth." He answers.

"If you could have sex with any celebrity in the world who would it be?"

Shawn takes a second to think. "Emma Watson."

"Oh, I should have known that was coming!" I laugh and look out the window for a second and then looking back.

"Truth or dare," Shawn asks messing with his fingers.

"Dare," I say with a smirk.

"I dare you to text Reece and tell her that you just saw Sam masturbating."

I immediately start to laugh. "Oh, my, gosh! Are you serious?"

"You don't have to that was just a joke I'll give you another one if you want." Shawn was so sweet even when talking about my 13-year-old brother masturbating. He didn't want to put me in a bad situation that I wasn't comfortable with. I personally thought it was funny.