Hey there guys! Wow I left you guys hanging! Sorry! OMG! I can't believe I did that to Kendall in the last chapter! But I have a reason for making him get hit. Here's why... Enjoy reading!
Aura colors.
Red: Anger, fear, jealous, mean. stress, annoyed, startled
Orange: Thoughtfulness, courage, confidence, curious, determination
Yellow: Optimistic, happy, friendly, kind
Green: Peaceful, compassion, down-to-earth
Blue: Sensitive, moody, concern.
Violet: Benevolence, conceited, self-absorb
Pink: Love, friendly
Gray: Depression,sadness, exhaustion
Black: ill/sick, imminent death
White: Normal, calm
What happen to me? Oh wait... I got hit. But... why am I still alive and unharmed. I don't feel anything. I look around, people walking, some wondering around. I expect red, gray, or maybe bits of blue or orange aura's floating around. But I didn't. I can't see them. No energy, no color. Nothing. Is my gift gone? I can't see aura's anymore? Strange.
"OH MY GOD!" A woman behind me screams. "Someone call 911!"
I spin myself around to see what just happened. There is a woman crouching down. I look down at her. My eyes widen as I see what she's looking at. Me. She was looking at a bloody me on the road!
"No..." I whisper. This can't be happening. Am I dead?
"You shouldn't have done that, Kendall. You should have grab him and run back!" A voice says. Sounds familiar. I turn to the direction of the voice. There, I see him. Arms crossed and glaring.
"Shane."
"Yeah, it's me."
"But... b-bu-but... you're dead." I stutter frighteningly. Is this another dream?
"Yeah, thank you Captain Obvious." He rolls his eyes.
"Is that mean I'm dead too?"
"No. I'm clear in view. You look like you're fading. You're just unconscious, and if you're wondering, no, this is not a dream." He's right. I look at my arm, seeing I can see through my arm. It's like I'm a ghost. I look back at him.
The ambulance and police came. I look around and found James kneeing on the sidewalk, crying. Then I found Carlos and Logan running up to him, comforting him the best they can. When did they come here?
"Why did he try it? Why did he stand and stay in the middle of the road?" I ask worriedly.
"He wanted to die, isn't that obvious?" Shane ask.
"Yeah, but... why? I mean, I know he misses you and all, but."
"The guilt is eating him alive."
"If only I could see what really happen for myself." That's so I know how to fix this.
"Actually, you can." Shane smiles. You can? " Time travel!"
Time travel? Okay, now I know I'm dreaming. He takes my hand. I stare into his eyes. Wow, just like James'.
"Let's go where it all started. In Seattle two years ago." He says and I see the background around us fade and slowly turn into a city street.
I look around. People are walking, scurrying around on the streets to get to their destination.
"Where are we?" I ask.
"Seattle, Washington two years ago. Were you listening?" Shane ask.
"Yeah. I was." I say then look around the city as Shane looks like he was searching for someone or something.
"So," I say, putting my hands in my pants pocket, trying to fill in this little awkward moment. "When is this time traveling adventure going to start?" I chuckle slightly. I can see Shane's not smiling. Okay then.
Then we points right in front of us. I look at what or who he was pointing to and there I see, on the other side of the street. There's two boys walking with their father, about to enter some kind of club. Hey, are those James and Shane at age 15?
"Let's go." Shane says and suddenly, we're in a club. Did Ghost Shane just use teleportation? Cool. I face the front door. There they are. The three entered.
"Hey, you boys stay here." Mr. Diamond told the boys.
"Where are you going, Dad?" Shane asked.
"I'm going to go find a friend of mine." He said and walk away as the boys stay put. Where is he going? He's not suppose to leave your kids alone in a club!
"Wait!" Shane yelled. "What are we suppose to do?"
"Well, I know what to do." James said and walk away also, smiling at a girl. Hey! James? What the hell? You cheater! Oh wait... this is the past... before we dated.
Then, I see my world fast forwarding. This feels like I'm inside a television. We were still in the club, now next to James. He's now sitting alone.
"Hey James." Shane walk up to him and sit next to his brother. "I'm bored. Have you seen Dad anywhere?"
James shrugged. "Nope, but I think-"
"Hey boys." Mr. Diamond stumble over to them. He had a red plastic cup with him and place it on the table next to James. "Have a drink. You'll forget every horrible memory that you always wanna forget."
"What the..." I say staring in disbelieve.
"Don't, he's drunk. He's stupid." Ghost Shane says.
"He's tipsy." Shane whisper to James.
Without thinking, Mr. Diamond grabbed the red plastic cup and shoved it to James' mouth and tilt his head back, making him drink it.
"WHAT THE HELL?" I scream.
"Ah!" James screamed. "This taste awful! It has this burning taste or... whatever it is!"
Shane stared in horror. "Dad! Are you crazy!" He cried. " We're underage! Who do you think we are? We're your son! Not your retarded friends!"
"Sorry, wants some?" Mr. Diamond slurred, offering the cup to Shane.
"No! Dad stop it! You're drunk!" Yeah, really, really drunk.
"No I'm not!"
"Give me that." James said, snatching the red cup from his dad's hand.
"What! No! James! What are you doing?" I scream at him. "Are you crazy?"
"They can't hear you, Kendall." Ghost Shane says. Oh this is great. Well, this is the past and you can not change the past... unless you have a time machine.
"James!" Shane cried.
"Good boy, James! Have a little fun!" Mr. Diamond said and stumble away.
"Don't worry. He's drunk, he can't remember anything. He has no control of his body." Ghost Shane says.
Then, we fast forward again.
"Here it is." Ghost Shane says facing forward. "The next morning." Then turn to me. "Brace yourself. Kendall. This is going to get ugly." What is? The abuse? It's gonna happen? Oh no. I don't think I want to see, but I must, to understand all of this.
I look forward and found myself in someone's bedroom. There's James, laying in bed, asleep. Shane is crouched next to him next to the bed.
James' eyes fluttered open and Shane slowly crawl backwards away from him. What's up? Why is he afraid? Has the abuse happen yet?
"H-he-h-hey b-bro- brother." Shane said, trembling. "You al- uh..alright?"
"I... I, uh... I don't know." James said sitting up.
"Here's a bucket." Shane said handing him a blue pail on the floor. His hands shake when handing it to James "Just in case you-"
Before Shane could finished, James snatched the pail from his brother's hands and started vomiting. Aw, poor, James.
"Yep, had to do that to Dad as well. Mom's taking care of him, if you're wondering." Shane said.
James stopped and slowly lift his head out of the pail. He then glanced inside. "Nice, what have I been eating?"
"You mean drinking. You end up drinking like three cups. You took a sip and end up becoming stupid and drink more, after you complained that it was gross and it has some burning taste." Shane said and place the pail down.
James stare down at his covers for a few seconds then slowly face his brother. He furrows his eyebrows. "Dude, what happen to your face?"
Shane didn't answer and crawl back further and hit the wall.
I lean over to look at Shane. I gasp. He has a black eye and some small bruises and a wound on his forehead. He quickly brush his bangs to cover the wound. Must be afraid James would noticed.
James then groan, putting his hand on his forehead. "Ow! A headache!"
"That's hangover you're feeling. James, what were you thinking? We're 15! We're underage! And you decided to have more?" Shane angrily asked, raise his voice.
"You knew about this. You knew this is going to happen! And you let me be stupid and drink?" James glared.
"No! Dad was the one-"
"You payed attention in health class! You should have warned me about the consequences!" James yelled.
"I did! While you were drinking a second cup! Then you tell me to shut up!"
"What happen to your face? Really?" James ask again.
"You caused it after you got home! You passed out and then wake up and got a headache and beat me up when we got home! There's more to it, but I don't want to remember."
"Oh, now I remember. The abused happen before this!" Ghost Shane says.
I face him again. "Dude, I'm so sorry."
He sighs. "It's fine. After that, I got so scared and ignore him. He kept apologizing, but... I was too afraid of him to listen to what he needed to say."
I nod in understatement. "Can we go to where you decide to kill yourself now?" I know after the ignorance, is the part where James starts to cut himself for the very first time. I don't wanna see it... again. It's too horrifying.
He nods and he fast forward again. I think he's doing a combination of transporting and time traveling.
"There we are. Midnight, a few weeks ago from when you got hit, and we're still in Seattle. Here we'll be seeing the real reason why I killed myself." Shane says.
I look around and found myself in the same bedroom. The moonrise shines through the window. There's Shane, sitting on his bed with a laptop. The light from the screen hit him. I guess this is when he made the video to send to James.
"Hey James."
"Hey, how's it going?" James said.
"Wait, they're video chatting?" I ask Ghost Shane. " I thought he phoned him and made a video to him."
He scoffs. "There was no phone call or video message. It's video chat. After that was over, I killed myself a few weeks later. Everything James said when you guy were at the cemetery, it's all true, except for the phone call and message."
"Okay, I guess." Shane said then pause for a second and then said. " I miss you."
"Same."
"Where are the others?"
"Downstairs." There was another pause, then James said, "I'm sorry... for what I did."
"I forgive you. You didn't know what you were doing, that's all. Anyway, things are not the same without you."
"Yeah, I'll come visit if you wanna-"
"No." Shane interrupted. "You can't. You're too busy with Gustavo."
"No I'm not."
"But-"
"Who cares about him? The thing is, I want to go back to Seattle to hang out with my brother again. Besides, the guilt is haunting me. Heck, it's even haunting my dreams!"
"Dude, if you don't sneak out here, I'm gonna do it."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Ever since you left me, my life has been miserable."
"Dude, no offense, but you sound like you're gay." James said then yell. " With your brother!"
"Hey!" Shane retorts. " I'm straight! You're the one who became mysteriously gay."
"Yeah, with Kendall."
"Oh my, God, you're dating Kendall?"
James nods. "Logan and Carlos are developing something too. Anyways, what has happened?"
" Let's see... we became sixteen. I went to school while you go play Hollywood with the others and work for Gustavo. While, I was there, I went to Ridgeway High School and join the AV club. Then I kinda dated these two girl who creep me out and I fell down an elevator."
What did he said after the girls creep him out?
There was silence after he finished.
"Huh?" James asked.
"Then I stayed in the hospital for... I don't know, a year, more or less. Don't know." Shane adds.
"Again, HUH?"
Shane nodded his head.
"Okay!" James said, changing the subject. " So, what do you mean you're going to do it?"
"I'm killing myself."
"What? No- I'm gonna call Dad! I'm gonna call Mom!"
"Whatever. I already made my decision. I don't want to live anymore! I miss you. If you were with me, everyone would be fine in school! You would have taken one of the girls!"
"Look, I moved back with Mom. Why? Because you drove me away! You've been ignoring me for weeks now so what's the point? You're scared of me and I didn't know why until now."
"I should've died in the hospital when fell down the elevator." Shane mutter.
"But you didn't. That's great."
Shane didn't say a word. He glace down at the keyboard.
"Look, I'll come visit you. Tomorrow. Okay. Don't do anything stupid."
"Promise?" Shane ask looking back up.
"Promise." James said with a small smile. "Look, I gotta go. See you little brother."
"Bye."
"Remember, don't do anything stupid."
"I won't." Shane said and click the end video chat button.
"Two days later, he didn't show." Ghost Shane says. I turn to him.
"So, that's why you killed yourself? Just because he didn't show up?"
"No. Listen Kendall. I planned to commit suicide, but then I was murdered. Yet, I payed them to kill me."
"What? Are you crazy?" I scream.
"It's like this. A day after the video chat, at midnight, I wrote a suicide note. I try to kill myself, but I can't. I don't have the will power to. Then, I found a stranger on the street. I pay him to shoot me with a gun. I put the note in my pocket and hand the stranger the gun. I close my eyes and act dead as he shoot my in the heart. Then, he place the gun in my cold dead hand and run away. The next morning, the police did an investigation, but stopped after they found the note in my pocket. My dad called my mom and my mom called James at midnight."
I stare at him in disbelief. I can't believe he did that. "You retard!" I yell. "Did you know how much trouble you've caused!"
"Yeah, I do now! I thought nobody cared."
"You idiot!" I scream, running my hand through my hair. "When you're a ghost, do you enter people's dreams?"
Shane scoffs. "No." So, he didn't control my dream. The one where he whipped James to death. "But I can see them."
"You know what I dreamed about? " I ask and he nods. "And James... during his night-screams."
"What was he dreaming about?"
"He was dreaming about me entering his head and giving him bad headaches." Okay then...
"Hey Ken. You're fading out." Shane said.
"Is that a good thing?" I ask looking around myself. He's right, I am slowly fading.
"Yeah. That means you're going back to your body. You're going to live." Great to know. "But you might be in a coma, so you might see black." What does that mean?
"See you Shane." I say.
"Later Ken. Remember, I'll be watching."
I nod. Suddenly, everything is dark. Like a blackout. Like someone had shut down all light in the city.
Okay, done! Sorry for the delay. Now I ended there. It's not really a cliffhanger, okay it is, or whatever. Kendall is just going back to his body. So, yeah, review!
