The Face of Suicide

Chapter 10

Chapter 10.

The bell finally rung to signal the end of the day. I was overjoyed since all my lessons had me falling asleep in them.

I get to my locker to quickly and pack my bags before making my way to Rena.

"So ten thirty?" I ask her, confirming the time she'll be coming over.

"I'll see if I can make it earlier," she tells me happily. We hadn't had a sleep over in a while, and while Rena may not show it, I know she is excited as I am for it.

We walk out the school, our arms linked, just chatting about our lessons and how boring our teachers were. We then move on to a more pressing subject; boys.

"I think I'm going to break up with Grant today," Rena tells me, while we wait outside for her mom. I take the bus which comes a while after Rena leave.

"At the charity dinner?" I ask. Her boyfriend, Grant, also has parents that likes to go to charity dinners. That was where they met.

"Yeah," she says sullenly, "I think he's cheating."

Rena and I have become instant friends on the first day of school. We were both new and had no friends, and instantly clicked. I know her better than she knows herself and I can tell when she is lying. But before I can say anything her mom car pulls up and she gets in. I wave off to them until they are clear of sight.

I make my way to the bus stop and sit on the bench. Having nothing to do, I stare across the road, which has a sweet shop. But what I see next makes me freeze.

Mark.

No matter how much I want to move, I can't. I stare at him. He looks older, taller, handsomer. He no longer wears glasses. He's still lanky, but with a bit more muscle.

No. This can't be possible. My eyes are playing tricks on me. The guilt has finally taken over me completely. I force mt hands up to my face and rub my eyes. He's still there.

But Mark is dead.

I watch him come out the sweet shop, a serious expression on his face. I finally beat the unknown force holding me down, and stand up.

Ready to cross the road, I see a bus about to pass. I look up to see Mark staring at me, and catch his eye just before the bus passes.

And just as he was there, he was gone.

I am seeing ghosts.