Ghost

Chapter 16: Snipets

Nick was changing.

Well, he had changed when he was a ghost, but now he's finding his way back again.

A part of me felt happy that he was able to grow again.

Another part of me was upset that I wasn't able to be a part of that again.

I hated how my body reacted to him. How a simple touch could make me so dizzy and breathless.

Seeing him was always painful. I hated how all our memories together vanished. How every word and touch disappeared. How I couldn't stop loving him while he did not even know he cared for me at one point.

But he did break up with Amelia. Seeing her be with him... it ripped me apart. I was proud of him too. He was becoming the Nick I knew all by himself. I loved seeing him grow again. A part of me wished he would go back to his old ways. For him to torment me. I wanted to hate him again. I wanted to hate him so badly, because loving him hurt way more.

My father had finally given me some freedom back. I could finally walk to school and work in daylight again. I decided to take a week off school and stay with my mother. It just hurt too much to see Nick around, especially since he does not remember anything about us.

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Nick's POV

Everything felt weird. I had missed out on a month of my life. Trey had been made captain of the football team while I was gone. I got my title back immediately, but could tell Trey was not pleased about it. I had a nagging feeling when I saw some of my friends, like I knew something about them that I shouldn't-- despite not being able to remember anything.

I knew what happened in the episodes of shows I never watched that aired while I was in a comma. They said I might have overheard them while in a comma, but I visually remember scenes, which made no sense. I had a constant craving for apple pie. The song Ghost kept playing in my head.

And the sight of Eva always made my body stop functioning normally.

Did guilt do that? Is this what the road to redemption felt like?

I couldn't help myself from running up to her to join her on her walk home from school. Eva looked like she might faint.

"W-what are you doing?"

I shrugged. "Same as you. Walking home. We are neighbours, you know? It makes sense to walk together."

She opened her mouth then closed it.

A sense of relief spread through me knowing she wasn't shutting me out.

"College deadlines are soon. Did you apply?" I asked her. "Something with law enforcement right?"

Her eyes widened. "Do you... do you remember something?"

Huh? We've spoken of this before, no?

Eva and I never had real conversations before... how would I have known?

I scratched my head a little confused. "Must have heard it somewhere."

"I finally submitted my applications, I was a little nervous, but I guess coming back from a comma has a way of pushing me forward," I found myself telling her. It was easy to talk to her. It felt like we've done this a million times.

"What did you end up going with? Football or Notre Dame?" she asked before her eyes widened in horror.

How did she know of Notre Dame? Only my parents knew of it since we argued so much over it. Not even my friends knew. "How did you..."