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Chapter 5
I hadn't seen Paul since that night. Okay, it had only been two or three days but whatever. Who needs him anyway?
It was Saturday and I planned to visit Father Dom. Unfortunately, he was still in hospital with brocken bones. I picked up some of his favorite candy on the way.
I hate hospitals. It could have something to do with the fact that, I always ended up in hospitals 'somehow'. I mean, hospitals are always so white and way too clean. It's also very quiet for a place where people are in pain, dying or something like that. Actually, it might also be because it reminds me of Shadowland, a bit.
I was directed to Father Dom's room by a nurse with short hair and a large nose. On her badge it said Nurse Betty. Nurse Betty? How original (I'm being sarcastic here).
Father Dom was lying on his bed sipping a cup of tea like nothing had happened.
"You have a visitor, sir" Nurse Betty informed Father Dom who was tottaly unaware of my presence until now.
"Ah, Susannah" Father Dom didn't smile. I knew what he was going through Bryce was dead and it was our job t oprotect him but he wound up in a grave.
"Hi, Father Dom. How are you feeling?" I asked. Father Dom didn't answer.
"I'm gonna bury that bitch" I muttered under my breath.
"Susannah, do not use such language" There's the Father Dom I remember.
"Fine, fine" I sighed and stepped into the room.
"Thankfully, a Mr. Slater has been keeping me company; He's an aquaintance of yours I believe" My jaw dropped (not literally). I was shocked. Paul, the bad mouth is hanging out with a priest! Paul chose that moment t omaterialize, flashing me a cocky smile. I glared at him. Father Dom wasn't finished.
"Paul is a very fine young gentle man. He told me about yourt little melt down that you had a few nights ago, Susannah. Look, I know how you feel but ghosts cannot just fade from our lives even if they cause painful situations like Bryce's death. I'm sorry, Susannah, but I must prepare you" Father Dom reached to touch my hand but I pulled away.
"You have no idea at all. You think you can prepare me? Prepare me for what? Prepare me for losing my friends because I don't have time for them cause I gotta go deal with some ghost. Prepare me for having to sneak out at night. Prepare me for lying ot my mother, lying to every one. Never being able to tell them. Living my life at the edge. Tell me, Father D. You can't prepare any one for what I do and what I sacrifice" I was amazed how calm my voice stayed.
I backed out of the room and ran. I ran all the way to Adam's car and told him to take me home and that I didn't want to go to the mall wit hhim and Cee Cee anymore. He didn't ask and I didn't explain.
No one has done what I've done.
A/N: Sorry, I just felt that I had to post this chapter. I know in the book , she doesn't say any of this but I don't want every thing ot be the same (as you can see).