two ghosts | benoftheweek

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bens pov

i couldn't stop thinking about tate as i laid in bed. this room was ugly and boring. i miss my other room at tate's house with good quality furniture.

"ben! ben! come play with me!" i heard my cousin scream as she barged into "my room."

i groaned and explained to her why i didn't wanna play right now. "b-but ben..!" she started wailing and screaming.

"oh my goodness. shut the hell up claire!" i snapped. i immediately regretted saying that as she started sobbing even more. i hate kids man.

"oh no no no. i'm so sorry claire i didn't mean to curse at you." i consoled her as i tried to give her a hug.

she pulled away from me and shouted, "no! i'm telling my mommy." and ran out the room. i started panicking trying to come up with an excuse, but my mom came running in.

"benjamin de almeida tell me why the hell you think it was right to scream and curse at your cousin!" she sternly said. "mom she was being annoying and she didn't knock before she came in."

"that's no excuse. tell me why you've been acting up so much lately? you're always in your room and you barely eat with us. you don't even talk to us!" my mother scoffed in disbelief, giving me a cold stare for a brief moment.

"because mom. you pulled me away from my girlfriend. do you even know why i was there in the first place? it was because of you and dad. but thanks to you guys arguing and screaming at each other every day, i finally found someone who i loved and a family who actually paid attention to me. this is my not bedroom. my bedroom is at tate's house where i feel the most safe. you cannot tear me away from the one place in the world that i can actually call home and expect me to behave. you could've at least fucking told me first instead of the night before. and you could've waited until summer was over to move me here.." i breathed in and out, trying to keep myself together.

my mom sighed, "ben look.." i groaned and scoffed, "i don't wanna hear it mom. please can i be alone?" she left my room and quietly shut the door.

i continued to ponder and contemplate life when i impulsively started packing all my things i brought and exited out my aunts home. it was pretty late. 12:47am. but i still got into my car and drove off.

i didn't even think about texting tate, i just drove off. i cannot deal with my mom right now. i've been in hell for the past 3 days and i can't continue going through it.

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it was almost 3 o'clock so i didn't know whether i should ring the doorbell or knock on the door. DING DONG! i heard someone groaning and dragging their feet trying to answer the door, i think i know who it is. "what do you want? it's almost 3- BEN?! OH MY GOSH!" tate jumped into my arms when she saw me.

"hi beautiful." i grinned at her.

"tate who was at the- ben? oh honey, hello!" mrs. parker gave me a big hug, followed by mr. parker. "it's nice to see you again ben. does your mom know you're here?" i shook my head and told them why i came here and why i don't want them to call my mom.

"ben we cant not call your mom. she has to know where you are or she might call the police. can i call her?" mrs. parker asked with sympathy in her voice.

i finally gave in and agreed, "yeah fine." i took my shoes off and grabbed tate's hand. her touch gave me so much comfort. "you kids can go to sleep. or catch up on life. i don't know just don't bother us." mr. parker yawned.

tate dragged me up to her room and told me she missed me. "i missed you too. so much." she gave me a soft smile then hugged me again, only she stayed right beside me with her arms around me.

you know, it's funny how we haven't seen each other in only 3 days and we spent most of the night talking about so many things.

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