'You make me puke. Stay out of my life forever!' He said that like being with me is so bad. So here I was outside of some abandoned building with no one to comfort me, hold me, or even care for me. Even he didn't want to be with me. As I sat on the bus bench I played through the argument we had before I left. I didn't want to leave. I had no where to go. I could feel the tears in my eyes as I hugged my knees. I rocked back and forth. No, I was not going to cry. I'm through with crying. It's only a sign of weakness. I looked at the abandonedstreet, that the bench sat. Why did I even come here? The buses don't run this late. I'm stupid, so stupid. I cried in my knees until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and it was him. "What do you want?"

"I want you to come back home. I didn't mean to be such a jerk back there. Please forgive me, I didn't mean the things I said. Please come back home." He pleaded on his knees.

I looked at him and wiped my cheeks. "Do you promise we won't fight anymore?"

He smiled, "Of course, Kid." He petted my head and walked me to our home.

-XxX-

I woke up with someone hovering over me. I rolled over to try to get away from the person. I knew who exactly who it was. He always came when I wanted to sleep in. I grunted as to tell him to go away. All I heard was him laughing. I pulled the blankets over my head. "Go away, Charlie. I don't want to talk right now."

"Come on, Danni, I'm dead. Just talk to me. Who else are you going to talk to?" Charlie sat down next to me.

"I have everyone besides you." I squeezed my eyes shut to see if he would go away. I loved talking to him, but I wanted to sleep. "Please let me sleep."

"But I need your help, Danni. DANNI!" Charlie pushed me over and I rolled out of my shaded shelter. I laid on my back on the sand. I got up and brushed myself off. "Now that you're up…"

"Danni, are you okay? You kind of looked like you were pushed out." Hurley was a big guy, but he was very loveable. We've gotten pretty close since we've known each other on the island. Hurley looked at me as if he was concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just dreaming; a bad dream." I shot my glance toward my shelter and Charlie just waved at me. I rolled my eyes and looked at Hurley, who looked at my shelter and back at me. "Okay, whatever, Dude. I'll talk to you later."

Hurley walked over to the food and I walked back to my patch of sand. I looked at Charlie and made a face. "I hate you, you know that?"

"Danni, respect the dead." Charlie smirked.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and looked at Charlie. "People think I'm insane. They think I talk to myself and I don't want to tell them I talk to you because they will think I'm crazy, which I'm not. Did you need something, Charlie?"

"Oh, yes. I need you to talk to Claire for me."

I looked at Charlie like he was crazy; who knows, the dead are kind of weird. "What? I can't leave camp, plus Locke is crazy. I'm not going there."

"Please, Danni. I need you to do this for me. She doesn't know what she meant to me. Please, go and tell her. This is the last thing I'll ask of you. Then I'll be gone forever." Charlie looked at me like a child wanting a cookie.

I rolled my eyes. "That's what they all say. First it was Shannon and now you? Who's next? Mr. Eko?"

Charlie had a frown on his lips. "Danni, that's not fair. Plus, we spirits need you to complete our goals."

"Well, I wish they would just tell me what they want when they first meet me. So I don't grow attached to them. It's to hard to say good-bye Charlie. Plus, it seems like next to Hurley, you're my best friend." I smiled.

Charlie smiled and slightly squeezed my shoulders. "No worries. Plus, this is who it goes. And no I don't believe Mr. Echo is next, I believe it's Boone. He's been waiting a long time." Charlie laughed and so did I. Even though he was a spirit he seemed to get a lot of things.

"I'll think about it Charlie. No guarantees." I looked at him and looked up to see Jack staring at me weirdly. I waved and giggled nervously. "Hiya, Jack."

"Were you just talking to Charlie?" He still looked confused.

"No, of course not. What do you think I am? A freak?" I laughed nervously.

Jack just shrugged, "Okay then. Um….Do you want to go with Juliet and I to the forest?"

"Um….," I looked at Charlie and he shook his head no, "No, I don't think I will this time. Thanks anyway."

"Okay then. I'll see you later." Jack walked off leaving me sit there with Charlie, although he couldn't see him.

"Why couldn't I go with them," I asked Charlie going out of my space.

"Because you're going to see Claire," He called after me.

"I said I'll think about it," I yelled back at him. People stopped what they were doing and just looked at me. I'm kind of starting to hate talking to spirits, they make me look insane. I saw Jack and Juliet go into the woods. I scoffed going to the food. She wasn't even that pretty; what could Jack see in her? I laughed alittle to myself; I just couldn't believe people supporting them to be together. I saw Kate sneak into the forest; probably to follow those two. I always thought Kate and Jack had alittle something something going on. They look like a better couple than Jack and Juliet. Jate is fate. I looked around; wow, that was random.

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