= Talk =
"Kat, did you know that Brian's car is still here? He is probably still crying inside," I told Kat.
She walked next to me and looked out the window, "What the hell? I will go check on him. I hope he didn't kill himself." She put on her clothes and left the room.
I looked into Kat's closet and changed into something nice. I wanted to look great for my love. Maybe I should make her pancakes for breakfast.
I looked out the window again watched Kat walking to Brian's car and talking to him. He got out and grabbed her. I had got to save her, but as soon as I turned around, I realized someone was standing behind me.
"Ben," I called his name, "Move aside, I need to help Kat."
"What can you do? She is outside the gate. You can never save her even if he kills her right in front of your eyes," He just knew how to ruin the mood, "You are dead. You should never have slept with her last night. She can have a real life out there, but you just have to keep her here. That is so selfish."
I couldn't believe he just called me selfish. I wasn't the one who cheated on his wife, begged for forgiveness and cheated on her again.
Vivian showed up too, "Ben is right. You know this house is cursed. If she stays here, she will get killed. If you love her, you will need to get her out of this house before she gets too attached to you."
They might be right, but I didn't care what they said. It's none of their business. I heard a noise – it's Brian's car. I looked out the window and saw Brian driving away. Kat and someone were walking back to the house. "I don't take orders from ghosts. And would you excuse me? Kat is coming back." Ben and Vivian both shook their heads and moved to the side.
I came downstairs, into the kitchen where I smelled coffee and waffles, "Your waffles smell good." I couldn't believe the man I just saw was sitting in the kitchen. Brian was gone and now this man? What was with Kat? Was I just the rebound sex she was looking for?
"Hi, I don't think we have ever met," He held his hand out and wanted to shake my hands, but I didn't do it.
"Moira, this is Nate, my ex, and Nate, this is Moria, my roommate," Kat introduced. Although I had heard about his name many many times, I had never seen pictures of Nate. He was five-eleven, pretty face, nice brown hair, tan, muscular and pretty hot. Without lifting up his shirt, I already knew he had a six-pack. I could definitely tell why Kat fell for him. And with his lawyer education and desperate hungry women in-and-out of the firm, there was no way this man would not cheat.
"Soon-to-be-ex, not quite ex yet," Nate corrected Kat, "Kat, why didn't you tell me you have such a sexy roommate?" How charming the way he talked?
I don't know you, but I hate you.
I could clearly tell that he wanted to get back with Kat. It's time for me to do something.
= To Be Continued =
I just can't let them alone, can I...