Hey guys long enough of a wait? Heehee, I know, I was camping, like I said before. Anyhow, I am getting a good amount of reviews, so I hope I can keep it that way… Not as much fans yet though as there was for Feared Parents, this one will get better guys, I problem. Right now, it is kind of slow and all, but it isn't exactly meant to be a 'fast-paced' story either. Also, if you don't like it, and you want to tell me that, please tell me why, I don't care if you don't like it, I would just like to know the reason why. Oh, and Live2write4ever, I love your long reviews, lol. They are great! Anyhow, anyone who is reading this PLEASE review, so I know how many people I have reading it! The more people I have reading it, the more I will update it! Anyhow… u guys ready? This chapter will be a little more interesting…
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I saw those eyes looking at me. I sat up instantly, and reached up, as though trying to touch him, because he was there, I knew it. His whole body appeared, and I could feel myself trying to hold back tears that were forming behind my eyes.
"Danny? Is that you?" I asked him, but nothing was said. He disappeared again. Why was he doing this? Why didn't he just come out, and let me know he was seen? Maybe I was crazy, he wasn't there. But then again, he brushed away my tears for me. Why is he making these appearances, but then leaving me behind? Not letting me know that he was there, and that he kept to his promise. I had no idea why he was doing this, but there had to have been a reason. Danny would never be cruel enough to fly in front of my face just to tease me, or to make me get my hopes up. There was a reason for it all.
"Danny, come back, please?" I said, feeling as though I was talking to someone. I looked around, hoping for a hint of him to be in sight, but there was nothing. My hopes were still there though, because he told me he would come back for me, he promised, but could he keep that promise? Could his ghost remain here? Why would he do that just for me though? Why would he wait around here for someone who failed to help him when he needed it?
I slouched over, and then fell back onto my bed, to release my tears again. He wouldn't stay for me, there was no reason for it, it was all in my head. All of it was, I was hoping for too much. Why couldn't I just hope for the best for him, and stop thinking about it for myself? He didn't need to be here with me, when he could be in heaven, enjoying himself, away from this cruel world that no longer wanted him.
I was the only one left that was thinking about him day and night. He stuck in my dreams, he stuck in my head, he stuck in my heart. Everything out there was him, everything. Even the bed I was laying on reminded me of him, because he had visited me here. Everything did, my whole house at home did, because he had walked in there, and we had done things in there with each other before. Walking down the road made me think of walking with him. Once I was released from this place, where would I go? What would I do? There was nothing left for me in the world, Danny was my world, and he was gone now. My world died with him. Everything had left with him, and there was no way I was getting it back, he had everything in me.
"Danny! Wait up!" I shouted, as I ran after Danny, who was fighting a new ghost, that none of us had seen before.
"I can't Sam! You can just stay behind, Ok?" He said, as he turned to me, and I nodded, agreeing to his orders, since most likely, that was the right thing to do. I sat there for ten minutes, and there was no sign of Danny anywhere near me, so I started to walk down an unfamiliar road. Soon though, I came upon him fighting this odd, green blob near a bridge. Danny saw me coming up, and he smiled, as though he had everything figured out, and he had this battle won. I smiled back, and when he turned back to fight after his distraction, he had already gotten hit by the blob. He went tumbling down the cliff, that the bridge led you across, and I could hear him screaming, I ran to the side of the bridge, and realized he had transformed back to his human form…
I sat up fast, realizing I had nodded off. Why was this happening to me? I had dreams like this now? Before they were happy dreams, dreams of me and him being together again. This dream showed an indication that his death was all my fault, which I had lead myself to believe a long time ago, and now it was going to come back at me for being so down on myself. I deserved it though, I deserved everything that was happening to me. I stood up, and walked to the other side of the room to the corner. I sat there, so I could see the whole room, and watch for Danny. I knew he was here somewhere.
"Danny, if you are here, please show me," I said, and felt odd, as though I was talking to myself. Yet another reason for me to be locked up in this nut house. I was talking to an 'imaginary' person now. I was talking to what I wished were there, instead of what was there.
"Sam, you Ok?" I heard someone say, and I watched as light from the hallway beamed into the room. I shielded my eyes from the sudden bright light, until my eyes adjusted.
"Yeah, I'm fine, what's it to ya?" I asked her, standing up.
"Nothing, you were talking to Danny again. He isn't there hun," she said, as she flipped on the light in my room.
"You don't know what you're talking about," I said, folding my arms, and leaning against the wall. I missed having my normal clothes on though, because when that would have normally looked 'cool' in this dumb outfit, it made me look no better.
"Yes, I do. I have studied for this job, and that is one of the top things that people express."
"Express? I wasn't expressing anything. I saw Danny last night. Look on your cameras that you have spying on me," I challenged her.
"All right, follow me, and we will see about that," she said, grabbing for my hand, but I pulled back from her, and she rolled her eyes, and let me trail behind her. She turned the corner into a room, where there was TV's set up all over the walls, watching all the people in the rooms. She popped out a video tape from my room, and then we left the room again, to another room, where the TV's and VCR's were located. She popped it in, and re-wound it back to when my light was first turned off. We watched for a few minutes or me crying, and I could feel myself blushing. Then it turned to when I sat up, and reached up to nothing. There wasn't anything there at all.
"But… he was there then," I said in disbelief. I looked at it hard, but there wasn't anything, I was reaching for nothing at all, thin air.
"You are imagining things hun."
"Re-wind it a little," I told her, thinking back on when my tears were wiped away. She re-wound it, and I watched hard to see my tears disappear.
"See, he wiped my tears off my face, you can see them disappear," I told her, satisfied with myself.
"That isn't possible," she said, leaning in close to the glowing TV, and watching it over again.
"It is though, isn't it?"
"Come on, we will take it down to the lab, and we can blow it up and watch it, to see if it is really happening," she said, and I could tell that she was a little worried. I felt happy of myself though, since I had officially beaten her, there was no way she could challenge that in any way, because it was caught on tape, there was proof.
We entered a small room, where there was a VCR attached to a huge screen, that had tons of buttons on it. Why on earth they would need this for everyday use, I have no idea, but hey, at least it was there to capture my proof.
She popped the tape in again, and enlarged it right at the spot we needed it, and we both sat there intently watching the screen, as though a miracle was going to happen with it… although to me, it could be a miracle. As I said before, my tears get swept away, and it was true. I wasn't imagining things. I jumped up in my accomplishments, and she turned around to look at me.
"We will have to let the boss see this, and let him see if he falls for it. I'm not sure…"
"What? You think I would try to make a plan to make my tears just disappear?"
"There have been many tricks I have seen before, and this could very well be one. There have been people that just want to prove us all wrong you know."
"You don't believe in ghosts, eh?"
"No, I don't Sam, and I refuse to ever."
"Remember Inviso-Bill? Remember the ghost attacks in Amity? You might not live there, but it was on the news, and I lived there when that happened. Whether you believe me or not, I know it happened, and I know ghosts exist," I said, standing my ground.
"Yes Sam, true, but in all cases, how do you know that wasn't all set up, Hmm?"
I couldn't believe what she was saying!
"What the fuck are you talking about? How can someone set that up! HUH?"
"Now Sam, settle
down. It is 1:00 in the morning, people are going to hear you, and I
don't want to get in trouble."
"Admit that you know ghosts
are true," I threatened, since I could care less about her dumb job
getting ruined. She looked at me shocked, and shook her head saying
'no.' I slouched over, to follow her again, since if I started
something with her, they would do something to me, like move me to a
more worse room then I was already in, or ship me to some other
facility. I just wanted to get home, and get out of this place, there
was nothing here for me at all except misery. My dumb parents just
had to stick me here, for me to get punished for being sad about my
friend's loss.
We were on our way back to my room, when I noticed a dark room, with the door slightly cracked open, but it wasn't like that before. I saw a green, glowing light in there, and was tempted to check it out. Glowing green, like Danny's eyes, which attracted me to it. I looked to make sure I wasn't being watched, then I dove into the room, and closed the door, without even checking to see what I was getting into.
They were Danny's glowing green eyes though, which I found out when I turned around, to see exactly where I was, and what I was doing.
"Danny! Oh my gosh, it's you!" I said, and ran up to him. This time, he stood motionless, and let me try to wrap my arms around him, but I failed to do so since I went through him.
"Danny? Are you Ok? I'm sorry for what I've done to you, I promise, I didn't mean it!" I said, trying to shove words in before he disappeared from me again.
"It's not your fault," I heard him say, in that familiar voice I had come to love.
"Danny, why do you keep leaving me?" I asked him, now curious as to his disappearances.
"I can't stay Sam, they're after me. I have been trying," he said, and I looked at him curiously. Was I more interested in who 'they' were, or did I want to talk to him again?
"Danny… please don't leave me again."
"Sorry Sam, I try," he said, as though trying to keep quiet. I wanted to touch him, but I would only go through him. He landed on the ground next to me, and I looked at him, and I could feel my eyes filling up again.
"Don't cry," he told me, and he set his hand on me, and it managed to not go through me. I couldn't help it though, he was here, in front of my face.
"SAM!" I could hear my helper calling, and I remembered about her, and how I had dove off into the room without telling her.
"Danny, take me away
from this place, please?"
"Sam, I'm not running off with
you again," he refused, and I looked at him concerned. He was
blaming me for killing him, wasn't he?
"Why Danny? Please?"
"No Sam, not this
time. Last time was fun, I had you, but it's to dangerous for you,
I can't risk your life."
"Who are you talking about?"
"Walker."
"I have been with you around him before! I can handle it Danny!"
"Vlad."
"Him too."
"Almost every ghost
you know and more Sam, no."
"Why? What's going on?"
"They
all were after me before, but now that I am dead like them, they find
it a good match. I guess that is it," he said, and lit up the room,
by creating a bright green light with his hands.
"If your dead, why does it matter?"
"Just because I'm dead Sam, doesn't mean I can't get hurt," he said, and he wasn't acting like he had before. He wasn't the same anymore. Normally, he would have ran up to me happily to, but he didn't really seem to care that he was with me. It was as if once he was dead, there was no point in people anymore.
"Danny, are you Ok? You aren't acting the same as you used to…"
"I'm not the same Sam, I am a full ghost. I've thought time and time again to just join up with them, and cause trouble, but then I thought about you. You are the only thing keeping me from doing that Sam, and sometimes, I have tried to think around you. Once you live in the ghost zone, your either friends with the ghosts, and enemies with humans, or friends with humans, running from your enemies, which can come from both sides," he sighed, and looked at me, up and down.
"You don't look to good yourself," he said.
"No… I'm not…
why can't I come live with you in the ghost zone?"
"Because,
you can't. I wouldn't let you for your own safety, and mine."
"Join the ghosts then," I said, turning away from him, and he turned my head back to him.
"Do you think I would really do that?"
"I don't know.
You're one of them now, why not? It is only me anyway Danny, why
bother? Look at me, why get chased down over me?"
"Because
Sam, just because I'm a ghost, it doesn't mean I can't still
love you like I did before," he said, lightening up, and my eyes
lit up as I turned toward him.
"So… What are you
going to do?"
"Well, I will think about running away with
you," he said, and went through the floor. Was I going to be with
him once again? I knew I wasn't imagining things this time, this
was all real. I got to see him again, but now though… was he going
to take me with him, wherever he was going?
