I'm in Love With a Ghost

Chapter 10

I storm into my room. Claire wouldn't let me forget that I turned down Aiden.
All day she kept saying "I can't believe you did that, your crazy!" And "Why did you do it? Do you have a secret boyfriend?"

"Ugh!" I yell in frustration and start to pace, a habit I picked up from Luscious. I soooo regret turning him down. Why did I turn him down again? For a ghost! A ghost that I can't date. A ghost that can't even meet my friends. A ghost I can't kiss!

"Why am I so stupid? I just turned down my middle school crush! What is wrong with me?" I talk to no one as I pace back and fourth in my room.

"Oh my god, I'm going crazy. I just turned down a date with my crush from 7th grade because I'm in love with a ghost! Who I can't even kiss!" I flop on my bed face first, and scream into my pillow. Why am I such a screw up?



"Your in love with me?" Oh shit. I turn onto my back to see Luscious standing next to my bed. I did not just say that in front of him. I just stare at him for a second before answering.

"No. Well yes. Maybe. I don't know. I don't think so. That would be crazy, I've only known you for like four days." I ramble, smooth Miranda, smooth. I mentally face palm myself.

"Oh." Luscious says trying to hide his disappointment.

"But I do know I like you." I say sitting up on my bed, pulling a pillow into my lap.

Luscious face lights up, either from happiness or a sudden energy wave. I decide to go with happiness.

"A lot." I add looking down at my pillow.

Well this escalated quickly I think to myself. I thought I'd only have to worry about turning Aiden down today, now I'm going to be having that so-are-we-friends-or-more-than-friend-conversation with Luscious.

"You said you loved me." Luscious points out. I sigh. I may like Luscious a lot, but I don't love him. I've only know Luscious for 4 days. There is absolutely no way I can love him! Yes, I do have a crush on him but I sure as hell don't love him.

"I..." I stutter, not able to figure out what to say next.

"You what?" He asks still standing in front of me.

"I don't know why I said I loved you." I admit.

"I'm just really confused right now, I know I don't love you, but I defiantly know I like you. And I know that we can't be together, because I'm a human, and your a ghost." I say.

"So you don't love me?" He asks.

Seriously? Out of everything I said, you decide to respond to that?

"No I don't, that was just my mouth speaking before my brain" I say honestly.

"Good, because I don't love you either." He says.

Ouch.

"But I do like you a lot." He adds.

That's better.

"You sure are open about your thoughts." Luscious laughs.

I laugh too, "Yeah, I guess I am." I say. And the room falls quiet. Well this is awkward.

"So we have established that we like each other, what do we do now?" I ask.

"Well I would take you out on a date, but I can't because I'm a ghost." Luscious says sitting down next to me on my bed.

"I know," I sigh. "Why can't you just be alive? It would make things a lot easier if you were alive." I say.

"Or if you were dead." He says, and I shiver as I think about death. I don't want to go down that road. There have been too many close calls, too many nights that I had just given up. Too many days where I wasn't good enough. Too many days where I thought that maybe it would be better if I was dead. Too many days where I felt to much. Too many days I felt nothing at all. Too many bad days.

"Woah. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." Luscious says. And I can't blame him, he didn't know that saying that would open up a box of memories that I had stored in the back of my mind, and had labeled 'do not open.'

"Really I didn't." He says sounding worried as he looks at my blank face.

"It's okay." I say half heartedly as I stare out into my room.

"Mandy." Luscious says. But I ignore him as I try to close up the box he just opened.

"Mandy, your scaring me." He says his voice full of concern making me snap out of my thoughts.

"Sorry." I say looking at him.

"Want to talk about it?" He asks.

"No." I simply reply.

"I really didn't mean to do that." He says.

"Do what?" I ask.

"Cause all that pain, and sadness and grief?" He says the last word as a question.

"How'd you know?" I ask. I obviously was not shouting my thoughts, so I don't think he read my mind. And I don't think my face gave off that much information.

"I could feel your aura change. It went from loving and playful, to something full of sadness and pain." He says, and I look away from him. How am I ever going to keep information from this boy? When I'm not talking to him, he's reading my mind, and when he's not reading my mind, he's reading my aura! I'm never going to be able to keep a secret from him.

"Look at me." He says taking my chin in his hand and makes me look at him. I look him right in the eyes for a couple seconds and then I realize something.

"Luscious." I say.

"What? " He asks.

"You just touched me." I say.

"Yeah? So?" He asks.

"Luscious." I say again.

"Oh. My. God." He says jumping up from my bed.

"How did you do that?" I ask as I start to get excited.

"I don't know, I was just thinking about how it was like when I was alive, I was remembering and feeling human feelings." He says.

"That doesn't make any sense." I shake my head. "You can't just suddenly be able to touch me because you were remembering what it was like to be human. Feelings don't give off any energy." I say.


"Maybe they do. It does make sense." He says looking at me with a serious expression on his face.

"How?" I ask.

"You were sad, really sad. Your aura was overpowered with it. You were giving off so much that I could feel it. But when I felt it, it gave me energy, and not just artificial energy from a car or something. It was energy from a human being. Not just any human being, a human being that can see ghosts." Luscious explains to me pacing a little like he tends to do.

"Wait so my feelings gave you enough energy to actually move my head?"
I ask trying to understand his theory.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Evil ghost, and demons must feed off of humans fear, that's how they posses them or drag them from bed." He says, more to himself than me.

"Wait demons are real?" I ask getting slightly frightened as I look around my room.

"Yeah, but they are very rare to come across." He says brushing it off like its nothing.

"Oh that makes it all better." I say sarcastically, and he give me a look. I raise my hands above my head like a criminal would.

"Your the one who just told me demons were real!" I defend myself.

"We have a bigger thing at hand here!" He says waving his hands around as he speaks.

"Yeah, I know, I know." I say pushing demons to the back of my mind.

"Okay, so why didn't my feelings give you enough energy to do that before?" I ask.

"They probably weren't that strong. Plus I think our connection to each other has grown over the past few days, I can feel it." He says.

"Yeah me too." I agree. I had noticed it this morning that I could sense him more easily then the first time I met him.

"So you've never done this with another human being?" I ask.

"No, they don't give off enough energy, and I can never get close to them, they are always moving, and none of them can see, so it would just make things difficult, not to mention part of me being able to actually touch you probably has to do with the fact that you can see ghosts and talk to them." He explains.

"So your saying, humans that can't see ghost, probably can't interact like that with you?" I ask.

"Yeah, pretty much." He says.

"And your also saying that if I think of something and my emotions for it are strong and you are close, you could become strong and potentially be able to give me a high five or something?" I ask. Hoping that kissing lands in the category of 'something.'

"I guess so." He says. "Unless my theory is totally wrong, and I just was able to move your head by some unseen force." He says. But I have a gut feeling that he's right, and I think he has the same feeling as I do.

I grin at him stupidly, as he stupidly grins back at me.

Maybe someway, somehow, we might possibly be able to have a relationship of some sort.




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Authors Note: Okay I'm going to say this one more time your pronounce Luscious's name like LOO-SH-US. Okay? Okay.

Anyways, idk the chapter was short, but pretty important. I'm sorry if it's confusing and hard to follow, and I'm sorry if a lot happened in one chapter.

And if any of you hate on it because of the little part where Mandy was sad, well you can go suck a juice box because look at what it just opened up. IT OPENED UP THE POSSIBILITY OF A RELATIONSHIP & nobody is perfect we all have troubles in life.

ANYWAYS ITS LATE. And I'm tired and sick and I'm going to post this tomorrow. Thanks for almost 800 reads! I love you all my ducklings!

ANYYWHOREE

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