So, this is a sequel to "Living With Regret", it takes place shortly after it ended. The first chapter is basically a fluffly, pointless filler in the beginning, and the end is an introduction to the actual ghost storyline. All in all it's not insanely important, but still needed. But because it is just an introduction, it's really short, don't worry, the future chatpers will be longer. I also didn't really have time to edit it, so sorry for any mistakes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Whisperer.
Melinda and Jim sat curled up on the couch, watching a movie in the dimly lit living room as Jim gently stroked her silky hair. Pulling the soft blanket that was thrown over their bodies closer to her chin, she snuggled up against his chest as Jim tightened his grip around her waist. The girls were upstairs asleep, and they were enjoying their alone time.
Barely paying any attention to the scary movie, Jim and Melinda talked about anything and everything as the minutes ticked away, the night growing darker with every passing second.
"I love you," Melinda whispered under her breath, gently squeezing Jim's hand as he pulled her in closer, the index finger of his free hand tracing circles on her arm.
"I love you, too," He echoed as he kissed her top of her head, his lips gently grazing over her wavy hair.
"What is this movie even about?" Melinda asked curiously as she looked up at the screen, finally starting to pay attention to the storyline, "I can't figure it out."
"There is a crazy guy on the loose," Jim replied, tousling her hair, "And he killed everyone."
"I got that part," Melinda rolled her eyes, "But none of it make's sense. It's all just a jumbled mess of people killing people, there's no real plot."
"Just keep watching," Jim sighed, "I'm sure it'll make sense eventually."
"I'm all for scary movies, but this one is pretty pointless," Melinda stated as she continued to ramble on about the boring, predictable movie when a sudden change in movement on screen caught her eye, "No, don't go in there!" Melinda shouted to the characters on the TV, warning them of their impending doom, tightening her grip on Jim's hand as the scene grew more intense, the music in the background rising.
"It's just a movie," Jim reminded her as she playfully slapped his arm, "Besides, I thought you didn't like it."
Melinda was about it say something back to him, a witty response sat on the tip of her tounge, but just as she began to open her moth a figure appeared in the living room, her face and hands covered in blood, her eyes filled with terror as she screamed in pain. The sight sent Melinda shooting up, almost screaming at the alarming and sickening sight of the young, tortured girl. Melinda was about to try to speak to the poor, helpess child who stood dead in front of her, when she disappeared, her body slowly fading out into nothing as a confused Melinda sat still her her spot, her heart beating rapidly.
"What?" Jim questioned as he looked over at Melinda, her face panic-stricken. He rubbed her back as he attempted to comfort her, "That part wasn't even scary."
"No, it wasn't the movie," Melinda muttered, trying to catch her breath, "It was a ghost."
Dun, dun, dun...
How was that for my first cliffhanger? Yup, I always have to have a cliffhanger. I will try to update as soon as possible, but I'm really busy with school and such, so it could bee a while. However, reviews will always make me write faster!