Cure for the sick

"And what do you mean by that? Am I not good enough boss?"

The nurse knew what that damned ghost meant by being "below average", and God did it irk her. All the stuff she used to do for her, death near the same date and whatnot. But no, the younger phantom wanted more than that. Greed flowed in her veins, ever since she was little, and everyone knows she hasn't changed in years; even when dead she's still the same brat.

"Well, If I were in your shoes, maybe, just maybe, I would hand out the right drugs to those humans and kill them on the spot. But no. No no no. You help them. You feed into their whole ghost hunting fiasco. You're not ghost; you're just filth like every single one of those ghost hunters."

The teal-haired teen spoke the truth. Minette could have killed them without lifting a finger. With all of the drugs, poisons, even different types of weaponry placed  at her disposal. But no. She didn't even know why she kept them alive to be honest. Was it a bond she's formed with them? Was it some sort of prevention she had with herself? Morals? It was unknown.

But then it strike her. Hits her like a hammer on a nail.

She's jealous of them. Their friendship, the way they actually communicate their plans. Sure, there's rough spots in this 'family' but it's pretty smooth sailing for them. But in this ghost family, there's not a single bit of chemistry allowed. Only thing you could consider is the relationship with the boss's butler and her (which was pretty abusive at times). Now that she thinks about it, she's even formed some type of relationship with one of the humans. Until now, she finally figured why she kept them around so long. It's clear as daylight now. Because they're better than these ghost.

"That's wrong boss. You wouldn't do that. I like  to play with my food before I chew it up and gobble it down. Unlike you who swallows it whole. And as I can remember clearly, you're the one who considered suicide and then proceeded with the action, yes? So..."

Placing a hand on her hip and flipping her hair with the other, lips smacked together because of chewing on bubble-gum. This was it. She knew after this, it's game over for her. But at least, this will keep the boss thinking for a while. 

"The deal's off, and if I have  to fight you on my own. I will be oblige to do so. They have family, friends, and others that you don't. You're jealous.  Admit it, so am I really. I can't handle seeing like that at times, it  makes me want to swallow all my pills at once. But you have to face it, once you've turned into the boss of these ghouls, you're different. You used to have a family. An alive boyfriend who cared and me. Now look at you, barking orders at others dead spirit like that's going to help any. Pitiful really."

Striking a knife into her shoulder, the main spirit continues this action over abd over until she was on the floor, scraming in agony. Once hearing a knock at the door, it was her time to leave. Blood gushing out of the wound. Bleeding to death, the ghost hunters rushed into the room, greeted to a gory sight. "Minette!" Mason yelled, used to the dight of blood and hurried over to the fallen nurse. "Please Mason, leave me here to rot."

"After all, I saved your life and said what was on my mind. There's no need to save me now."