My Demons

Chapter 1 - The start of all of this

Chapter 1 - The start of all of this.

I'm walking along the dirt road in my bare feet. I was only five, my long blonde hair down to my waist and my favorite flower dress was all dirty. "Lillian?" someone called my name. I look up to see a guy with his clothes ripped up and bloody. His jaw was ripped apart from his face alittle, but that didn't stop him from smiling. His eyes twinkle with hope and sadness. "Yes, that's me!" I smiled wide and proud.

"I need to talk to you then....you can help me right ?"

"I'll try to do my best!"

If I only knew at the time what I was getting myself into......

That was the first time I talked to a ghost. I remember it as if it was a second ago. Now all they do is follow me around, asking for help. I did have a rule of not talking to any of them. Well...I kinda broke that rule when I was 5. What can I say? I'm a rebel. Not that many know I can see them, only my best friend, but she doesn't count. When I was younger all of the gore of most of them would scared the crap out me, to the point where I would ball my eyes out and point at them. My mom would get freaked out, but she just told me it was my imagination. After 10 years of dealing with it, I just got use to it. 

I got up and got into my car and drove to school. I hate school so much, it hurts me to even think about it.  I walked into the school, and tried to hide from everyone. I ducked my head into the crowd and finally made it to my locker after pushing and squeezing. When I got there something was there...or should I say someone. 

"What do you want Ash?" I ask, I have hated him since preschool. Now, all he does is tries to get into my pants. 

"Well, maybe I just wanted to see your pretty little face." 

 I rolled my eyes. "Bullshit. I hate to break it down to you, but you're not getting into my pants anytime soon."

" So, you're saying I will get into your pants some point in time" 

" You know what I meant."

" Oh do I? Because what you said what I'm not getting into your pants soon, but if it's not soon then it will be some point in time, later in life." 

I glared at him, if looks could kill people, I would have killed him over a thousand times. He looked at me with a stupid smirk on his face. I sighed and asked " Why are you really here?" 

" I'm having a party tonight at my house, at 9 pm. I was wondering if you would like to come."

" And why would I want to go to your party?"

"Because of my hotness of course" He answered back.

" Yeah, right." I laughed.

" Well you're still invited if you want to come or not"

 "Thanks, but no thanks." I pushed pass him and went to first period. I walked into Mrs. Beck's class and sat in the back like normal. Should I go ro his party? I mean, why did he even invite me in the first place? He hates me, and I hate him. It's his and my thing. I'm a loser and he's not as close as an outcast as I am. I most likely shouldn't go anyways, I have plans....on watching Netflix. Ok, so maybe I don't do any actual interesting plans, but still. He's up to something... "BLAM!" all of a sudden, a huge textbook slammed down onto my desk. I looked up to see a very unhappy teacher. 

"Yes?" I croaked.

"Is there something more interesting? or are you going to pay attention?" She said sternly.

"U-hh n-o" I stuttered. She walked away giving me a unapproved look. As soon as the bell ran for first period to end. I hurried my stuff and ran out of there. 

Four periods later....

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I walk to lunch, hoping our disgusting lunch food wasn't as gross today.  Going through the lunch line, I was highly disappointed to see red gunk slopped right onto my tray. I sat down to a table a alone, and prayed it wasn't vomit on my tray. I started to play with my food when I hear someone sit down across from you.

"So have you decided to come to my party or not?"

"Why are you here?"

" You didn't answer my question."

"Neither did you."

" You're sitting alone, so I figured why not?"

"There's a reason why I'm sitting alone."

" And what's that?"

" So I don't have to deal with immature idiots like you."

He burst out laughing at my comment.

" What?" I snapped.

"You're funny sweetie."

"Don't called me sweetie, now excuse me I don't have time for stupid right now." I got up and threw my food away without even eating it. I walked around school until next period came around. Oh great, gym is next. I changed into shorts and a tank top. I started to run my laps, but fail because I hate running and I'm out of shape.

I mean who would like running? It just means you have to end up, and actually do something. That's too much work.  We played volley ball and was done. I changed back into my regular clothes.  After school was done, I couldn't wait to get out of that Hell hole. I got into my car and sang Hopeless by Breaking Benjamin. 

I walked into my room and threw my stuff on my chair. School is just stress for me. I fall back onto my cold, comfortable bed. I starred at the plain white ceiling for what seem for hours. 

"Boo!" said Everly. She was sitting on my desk. Her red curly went down to her shoulders and she was wearing the same outfit that she has wore everyday. Her black leggings with flats and a pink poka-dot shirt with a blood stain at her heart. Yeah, you heard me right, I said blood. Now, I can safely assume that you've figured out that my best friend is a ghost. She died when she was 16, but remembers nothing of it.

"Hey Everly, so I've been debating if I should go to a party or not" I said

"OMG! YOU'RE FINALLY GOING TO TAKE MY ADVICE AND HAVE FUN!!!!" 

" Hey! I do have fun.."

" Yeah cause laying on your bedroom floor eating cheese puffs is soooo much fun." She rolled her eyes with a smile.

" Ok, so maybe my life is boring." I laughed " So will you help me get ready for one tonight?" 

" Of course!" She squeal.  I took out a black dress that was a little too short for my liking and I did light natural make up. I did a bump and put it into a braid. I grabbed flats when Everly said "Flats? Normally girls wear heels..."

" As much as I would love to wear heels, I'm not breaking my ankles. "

"Ok, ok I'll let you wear the flats." When we finally got done it was ten at night. I started my car up and started to drive while blasting 30 seconds to Mars. I got out of the car. I look into the yard full of plastic cups. The music blasting inside of the house rang throughout my ears. I look over to see a girl already passed out in the bushes.

I felt something hit me in the back of the head, I remember feeling blood on my hand, and hearing a guy mumble something. My last thought was that girl passed out has a anger sprit yelling at her. Right before I eventually passed out

So I started a new story. I might not update everyday, because I will take a few days to write good and long chapters. I think this one will be better than my last one. anyways I hope you enjoyed! - Olivia ^-^