Holland Richmond had wanted nothing more in life then to meet Reggie, the brother she never got to know. Although born 8 years after his untimely death, Holland grew up on her mother's stories of the brother she never knew, propelling her into a lif...
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"There's something I have to tell you,"
Truthfully, it wasn't the reaction that Holland was expecting when she poured her heart out to Luke. She was expecting...probably anything other than that. She tried to compose herself, nodding her head as she looked at Luke, seeing how serious he had become once he said that.
"Oh...um, okay,"
"The other night, we figured out that we have unfinished business," Luke wanted to cry. All he wanted to do right now was cry, because he already knew what was coming. He knew he was going to set her off and break her. The last thing he wanted to do was heart her. "That's why we came back as ghosts."
"Oh...what is it?"
"We have to play the show we never got to play,"
"The Orpheum," Holland whispered, nodding her head lightly at him with a small smile. "That makes sense."
Luke went to speak before falling back into the post behind him with a jolt, Holland gasping as she saw the small, bright flash in his chest as he hit the post, trying to keep himself steady. She took a step forward, her eyes wide as she wanted nothing more than to just grab him and hold him steady.
"We don't have a lot of time," Luke told her frantically as Holland began to freak out.
"What was that? Are you okay?" she ran a hand through her hair, shaking her head as she looked at him with wide eyes. "Is that happening to Reg and Alex too? What even is it?"
"We messed up, Holland," Luke sat up, taking a step toward her as he held his chest. "We did something we shouldn't have. That night of the dance, Alex's friend Willie introduced us to this ghost, and he put this curse on us. If we don't do what he wants, then these jolts will destroy us."
"Destroy you?" Holland felt tears welling up in her eyes at the pure thought as she shook her head frantically. She couldn't lose them, she couldn't lose Luke. "You have to go, you have to do what he says! What does he want?"
"To be in his house band for all of eternity," Luke stood up, looking down at her. "But if we play the Orpheum soon, before these jolts get us, we can complete our unfinished business and we can cross over."
Holland paused at that phrase. She didn't want to believe it, but she knew from the sad look in his eyes that it meant exactly what she thought it meant.
"You're going to leave us?" she whispered, a tear falling down her cheek as Luke shut his eyes, trying to keep his own at bay.
"Holls, we're out of options. We cross over, we join his band, or we cease to exist-"
"And you've known this?" Holland's voice raised as she looked at him. "You three have known about this and you didn't tell me? Did you even tell Julie?"
Luke didn't even get to answer her. The sight of Julie herself running up from the studio with tears in her eyes, bursting past the two and into the house was all the answer she needed. Luke tried to find the words to say, seeing the anger rise in the girl in front of him.
