I'm Still Here(Ricky Horror/Ash Costello Love Story/Fanfic) (DISCONTINUED)

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I walk up to my front door and sift around my pockets for my keys. "Shit." I mumbled. Well, Chris better be home. I knock on the door and hear rustling coming from inside. I see the doorknob twist and the door open as I'm greeted by my brother.

"Onyx are you okay? What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did Ricky hurt you? That little shi-"

"Chris he's dead."

I didn't even realize I had been crying. Chris's face dropped and a wave of sympathy and sadness washed over him.

"Onyx I'm so sorry I didn't know."

He pulled me into his embrace and we both stood there for what felt like hours. What happened next made me jump half a mile.

Onyx

It sounded like Ricky. Undoubtedly like Ricky. But he's dead. Chris had a terrified expression on his face and I could tell he had heard it too. He rushed me inside and looked outside before closing the door. We just stood in silence for a minute and finally Chris spoke up. "So, Mini, what's in the box?" he asked softy. "Just some of Ricky's stuff," I started, "he- his sister, gave me a letter he wrote and he just wanted me to have some of it to remember him."

Onyx

The voice was louder that time and I looked up at my brother and saw Ricky, just standing there behind him. My eyes welled up with tears and I screamed. My brother picked me up gently and put me on the couch. I was about to have a panic attack. Chris noticed and sat down with me. He started singing City Lights. He knew it was my favorite and it always kept me calm. I felt myself drift off into sleep.

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I slowly lifted my eyelids, still groggy from sleep. The sky outside was dark and there was no sign of my brother. School... I thought. He's at school. I started to get up and lean against the back of the couch, struggling to find the TV remote. I finally found it and turned it on. I went to Netflix and turned on The Office. We always watched it every time we'd hang out. "Dwight, you ignorant slut!" The TV boomed. At that I heard a laugh. Was I going crazy? Why do I keep hearing him? I get up and start to search the house for any signs of someone. The house smells like him. Maybe I was going crazy. But it isn't until I once again saw him standing in front of me that I really thought I was crazy. I stared in shock, panic rushing through me at the sight of him. I rubbed my eyes and when he was still there, I just starred. He spoke. He spoke. "Onyx is that you?" My mouth agape, I felt as if i was going to pass out. He rushed over and hugged me, a worried and confused expression. "Ricky. I- aren't you dead?" I questioned on the verge of tears. "Yeah I didn't think you could see me." he replied

"When I saw that you could see me, I thought something had happened to you too."

"Ricky we need to talk."

A worried expression on his face, he asked, "What do you mean?" "Nothing bad," I started, "I just have a lot of questions?"

"Well I don't know about you, but I definitely have all the time in the world so start asking." He said with a sympathetic smile.

His smile.

His fucking smile.

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Song listened to during this chapter: Again ~ Forts Like Vana

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