*~*~I would like to
dedicate this chapter to all the victims and the families of the victims of the
September 11, 2001 terrorist attack~*~*
She sucked in the air
sharply.
"Ash?" she cried again.
The shadow in front of her
took a step forward and as the candle light shone at it, Misty recognized who
it was.
"Gary?!" she cried getting
to her feet.
"What are you doing here?"
she demanded, her voice full of disappointment.
"I came to check on you"
he said taking a step forward.
Ash's death has probably touched me the most, but it had changed all of us forever. Gary hasn't been the slime ball he used to be, but he hadn't changed completely, and I still don't like him.
Ever since Ash's funeral he's been trying to make a move on me. It makes me wanna throw up. How can he be so heartless?
…Sometimes I wonder if he was the one who killed Ash…
"Gary, I'm fine. Go
away"
"Misty-"
"Get out" she said coldly,
holding the door open for him. Obeying he stepped out and before he could say
anything else, Misty slammed the door in his face.
She leaned against the door breathing heavily.
I was so sure it was Ash.
I was so sure.
She
locked the door and walked slowly towards her living room, not bothering to
clean up. Suddenly she felt cold air against her skin and shivered. 'I must've
left a window open somewhere' she thought.
Misty walked back out into the hallway, but all the
windows were closed. 'I must be losing it' she thought sadly. Then her eyes
fell on the book on the floor.
Suddenly she was filled with anger toward the book for
making her making her believe she could bring Ash back. Angrily, she grabbed it
off the floor and with all her strength threw it against the wall.
From the corner of her eye, she saw some kind of movement
in the corner. She spun around and felt the cod air on her skin again. The last
few candles blew out and she was surrounded by nothing but cold darkness.
There. She saw it again. Something moving in the corner.
She took a shaky step forward, trying to see what it was.
As her eyes adjusted to the darkness she began to see
more clearly. What she saw was more like silvery smoke than anything, and as
she stared at it the smoke began to swirl. Terrified, Misty stared at it,
unable to take her eyes away. Slowly the smoke began to take shape. She could
see arms and legs, then a head. Clothes and hair. Finally the facial features
began to show. Misty let out a strangled cry.
Hey, sorry bout the
cliffhanger ^_^;; I just wanted to say,
if you want me to e-mail you every time I put out a new chapter or fic, please
give me your e-mail in the review. Hope ya liked the chapter!!
Luv,
~Misty~
