Chapter Eight:
I watched David closely. He woke up, jumped to his feet and ran to his brothers
room. Thank you, God. It was pure chance I had been able to get through to him.
Communicating with the living is no easy task. I am however, quite skilled with
my powers. Especially of the kinetic kind. I sometimes do not even realize I am
doing it. For example, if I am mad, things around me may begin to shake.
However talking to the living is no easy task, even for the most powerful of
ghosts. I was exhausted. And yet still I worried for Susannah. Would her
brothers reach her time? I felt so helpless.
If I went, there was every chance I would be exercised. Sometimes I feel I
Wouldn't mind this, I would finally be free. But most of the time I want to
stay until I realize what is keeping me here.
Now I have another reason to stay. Susannah. I have to protect her. Yet I should
be protecting her now!
As my thoughts tossed around in my head, I chanced a look out the window. I saw
the Ackerman family car tearing away. If I had not been so worried about
Susannah I would have marveled at her elder step brother's driving skills. He
drove like a man possessed! I wished Susannah did not ride with him. It was
clearly dangerous. Though Susannah would feel I was being over protective. I
didn't care if I was.
After all, Susannah needed a lot of protection. I concentrated my thoughts on
the spirit realm. If I concentrated hard enough, I could sort of sense what was
happening, to a certain extent. For instance, I knew that Susannah had started
the exorcism. There was no way I could go there now. I was frozen still,
focusing all my energy.
Then...A huge wave of energy passed through me, unlike anything I had ever felt
before. It was directed at the mission, that much I could tell. Right after the
energy wave, I sensed that Heather was gone. The exorcism was complete. But the
energy...my question was answered as I heard a low rumbling noise. Susannah! It
sounded as if something had collapsed. Part of the mission, from what I could
tell. I wanted so desperately to go down there. I decided to, despite
Susannah's warnings and the fact that traces of the exorcism may still be
lingering. I could be unintentionally exorcised. But just as I was about to
dematerialize, I remembered her brothers. The should be there by now. They would
help her.
Still, I waited anxiously. I finally heard the car pull up, and then heard
voices on the stairs. I waited until she was almost at her door before I
hesitated. She was tired. She would want her privacy. I would see her tomorrow,
when she was well.
I turned to the open window and shut it. The doorknob turned. I was gone before
she took her first step into the room.
I did not return until late that day. I materialized in Susannah's room and
she put a hand over her heart and exclaimed loudly. I gathered that she found me
dropping by quite unexpected, if the look on her face meant anything. But
really, how could I announce that I had arrived? I told her this, and she made
the ridiculous suggestion that I rattle some chains. Honestly.
Besides, I enjoyed seeing her surprised face. She was so rarely surprised, after
all. I looked at her in amusement. She was staring at me, and had stopped in the
middle of a sentence. "Something wrong, Querida?"
Something I had been thinking about popped into my head, and I said it before I
knew what I was doing. "Why did you warn me about the exorcism?"
She replied that it was about fair play. I could understand that. But still, a
tiny part of me wondered...If she had warned me because she liked me? She
denied this, of course, and reassured me she had had a plan all along. Right. I
found it laughable. Of course it was not so funny when she said she did not need
my help. Why? Because I was a cowboy, as she had called me? She challenged me,
said it was because I was dead. That hurt. But then she thanked me, thanked me
for saving her life. I grabbed her shoulders.
What was I doing? I looked at her...and heard her mother. I hastily disappeared.
After I left Susannah I materialized at the beach. After all, where else could I
go? No one was there, and it was rather peaceful. I looked out at the ocean. The
sun was slowly sinking. My thoughts turned to Susannah. It seemed I was always
thinking about her. Was this a good thing? I really shouldn't become to
emotionally attached...but it was hard. She was...Words couldn't explain. No one
could. My Querida. I was afraid I was beginning to like her. I hoped she would
want to be friends with me, despite my somewhat flippant attitude towards her.
Singing to annoy her and whatnot. But I did these things, because that's how I
treated my sisters. And I didn't want to see Susannah as anything other than a
friend for now. For the moment, that was how things stood. We were friends. She
liked me, or she wouldn't have warned me about the exorcism. I liked her. We
were friends. And for now, that was enough.
