I woke up the next morning. My arm around my still sleeping Jenna. She looks so cute. I crawl out of bed grab my boxer that were. Well... I head to the kitchen to make breakfast. No eggs, no, bread, no milk, nothin. I crawl back in bed. Jenna slowly wakes up. " Justin. You up yet?" she asked in her little kid voice. " yea, we need to go to the store. We have no food in this place." " ok. We'll go after me go to breakfast." That's my sigh that I'm buying her breakfast at the local dinner. " well we need cloths" I said smiling, remembering last nigh. I got into the shower, I saw something in the mirror. " honey. Is that you?" " no. I'm down here" I heard her say. " ok. I thought I heard you up here" " you take a longer shower than me" She yelled up. " I'm almost done, unless you want to join me?" I asked. " no I'm good" she said kinda giggling. I go back to cleaning. When I hear something. Something that sounded like, a man saying my name. "Justin" " justin, I'm back" The voice sounded to fermilere. "I killed you." I whispered." your not real. Leave me alone" I ran out of the shower and into Jenna. I forgot to grab a towel. Awkward, but cute. " why are u running" she asked " umm. We need to hurry. Breakfast will be cold." I run into our room. Through on some cloths. And grab the keys. " you ready" I asked " yea. I've been for a while" " ok let's go eat" As we walk out of the house, I looked up stairs, and there he was. Standing at the balcony. I turns away. Pretending I didn't see anything. We get in the car, I start it and peel out of there. I didn't say a word to Jenna. What could I say " hey honey, our cabins haunted by the guy I killed four years ago." No. That's not ok. I tried setting my mind on what I'm having for breakfast. "honey, I had a weird dream last night" Jenna said " yea. What was it about" I asked, actuality interested. " we'll. U killed a guy, in our cabin, shot him three times in the chest, the buried him on the other side of the lake. You would tell me if you killed someone, right?" " yea. Da. I don't think I could keep that from you" I said as confident as I could. We arrived at the dinner, I got out and opened her door. I then ran to the dinner door, opened it for an elderly couple walking out, then ran in and held the door close so Jenna couldn't get in. I told the hostess to get a table for two. I finally let Jenna in. "you asshole," she whispered in my ear angrily. "love you" I said in a high pitched voice. She rolled her eyes and smiled. We got seated and ordered. Jenna ordered her usual, French toast and scrambled eggs. I order pancakes and white toast. We sat and waited for our food. When I looked over at the table next me, there he was. I panicked and knocked over my apple juice. Jenna looked at me, " are you ok " she's asked me. "umm. I don't know" I answered. Then my body went limp, the whole dinner started to spin. I felt myself start to slide out of my chair. The fall out of my chair seemed to take forever. The whole time I was falling I only saw him. He was staring at me, grabbing at his chest like he did when I shot him. Then the last thing I saw was Jenna crying over me, her face red, and a tear landed on my cheek, I wanted to move but couldn't. Then all went black. And I heard his scream, the one that rang in my head for months after I shot him.
