Moira's POV

= Together =

I told her that I was a ghost and I disappeared right in front of her eyes. A normal person would have run out of the house screaming "ghost", but she didn't. With confusion, she just stared blankly at the spot where I disappeared. I thought what I did was right, but...

She didn't leave. She lived her regular life, shopping, sleeping, making dinners, and I lived mine, cleaning the house when I wanted to clear my mind. At night, I would hear that sad emotional song coming out of her room and when I heard it, I would sneak in and sleep next to her. For time when she was in the house, I would be standing next to her, watching her every move. She looked so lonely and I knew the feeling. I knew how much I would love to hug and kiss her, but I couldn't. How could I make her leave?

My life was peaceful before she entered. She ruined it for me. What did she do to me?

One day, as usual, she came home from the mall. She laid some files on the table and made a phone call. Then she set up some secret camera. Was she trying to film ghosts? We could only be seen if we wanted to. Then she picked up her phone again.

Unfortunately, I was not the only one watching.

"Bitch," Hayden said, "Look what you did! You turned her into a soulless zombie and now she is going to dig you up."

"I didn't tell her to dig me up," I defended myself.

"But you told her where we were buried," She yelled, "And she will dig you up to prove that you are dead like you said. Look, she is finding landscaper's phone number in the phonebook. Come on, who the hell still uses a Yellow Page? Doesn't she know there is a thing called computer?"

"First of all, there is no we. Secondly, I don't think she will try to prove that I am dead. I have already proved that in front of her," I did not want to continue my conversation with that slut, "Thirdly, of course she knows technologies. She is a lot smarter than you!"

"I have a master in psychology, well, I was doing one. She can't be smarter than me!" She said it casually. "Good job playing with her heart," She turned away, "I am going to do my job. I will make her stop digging. Watch and learn."

I saw Hayden talking to Kat after she hung up on the phone. She grabbed Kat's hands and placed them on her waist. Was she trying to seduce my girl? It looked like Kat was not enjoying it, but Hayden unbuttoned her shirt and placed Kat's hand on her breast.

That was it. I could not bear the thought of Kat being with someone else. I knew I was sinking too deep, but I couldn't hold it anymore. I quickly went between the two and separated them.

"Hey, don't touch my girlfriend!" I couldn't believe those words came out of my mouth.

"You are back for me, and you call me your girlfriend," Kat smiled and said.

"You know I will always be here," she kissed me, "I am a ghost. I can't leave the house."

"I know," she wrapped her arms around my waist, "I am just glad that you come back for me. Promise you will never leave me again?"

"I can't. We don't belong together. I died before you were born." I explained "I told you how dangerous the evil spirits were," I tried to push her away, "You should have listened. You should have left, not trying to dig me up."

"I want answers, and I found some, and then more. I am going to do something. It will make you proud." Suddenly she paused.

It was Hayden, like how she killed Travis or sex played with Hugo.

I saw Kat collapsing right in front of my eyes. All the energy in her body just got turned off, like a robot without battery. She fell into my arms. I couldn't support her weight and I sat down on the floor. I pressed my hand against her wound, but the blood kept flowing out. The knife was stabbed through her heart from behind. I knew she could die.

It was my fault. I should have told her earlier. I should have forced her to leave. Now she had lost her precious life, just like I lost mine. She didn't do anything wrong. The only mistake she made was falling in love with me.

"Isn't this romantic?" Hayden said sarcastically. If she was angry, she should have taken it out on Ben, not innocent people like Kat or Travis.

Seconds later, someone poked my shoulder and I turned around. And there she was, standing behind me, smiling. She sat down on the floor behind me and wrapped her arms around me, "At last, we are together." She kissed my hair, "Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. I chose to stay with you. Together forever?"

"Together forever," I whispered back.

= To Be Continued =