That night I sat in my room and cried. What else was I supposed to do. Sam…Jim…whoever he was hated me. My life was over. It couldn't go on with out him. He was my life. Without him I was no one. I should have watched what I was saying. But Jim's name just slipped out. Is sighed and picked up my phone.
"Delia I think it is all over. I screwed it all up."
"Melinda Sam is here."
"Oh. Is he mad?"
"No he is asking me questions about Jim. I am showing him pictures of you two. And newspaper articles."
"How upset was he when he came over."
"He was actually more confused."
"I hope I didn't mess this up to much. Hey I gotta go. A ghost needs my help." I said looking at a ghost that appeared in front of me.
"What do you want?" I asked looking at it
"You don't know what you are getting into. You need to protect the both of them. They need you."
"Who Delia and Jim?"
"I cant tell you. You just have to watch out. If you don't they will both die. Please I cant watch another one go through this."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Watch out. Be careful. And you will be if you love them."