I take in a deep breath and sigh. Frank looks at me, waiting for me to talk.
"Gerard, you can tell me, I won't judge you." Frank says soothingly.
"That it until I tell you."
"What are you afraid of?"
"That...that you'll want nothing to do with me after I tell you. That you'll think I'm some freak."
"Never. I cross my heart promise, Gerard."
I sigh again and look around the room before leaning in, closer to Frank.
"I see people." I start.
"See people? Doesn't everyone?"
"No, I see people that you can't see."
"I don't understand."
"I can see, hear, and talk to people who you can't physically see. You can call them invisible if it makes it any easier for you."
"Like...dead people?"
"I-I'm not sure if their dead or what they are...what he is."
"He?"
"Yes, I used to see a ton of different people, all different, but more recently it's only been this one guy. He says his name is Kellin."
"K-Kellin?"
"Yeah."
"What does he look like?"
"He has black hair, down to his chin. Um, greenish-blue eyes. He tends to wear band tees when I see him, and the occasional hat."
"What kind of hat?"
"Sometimes, and more usually a beanie, why?"
"J-just wondering..."
"I see him sometimes, following me."
"Gerard...I should really get going." Frank says suddenly, pushing back his chair and rushing out the door.
I sigh for the third time. I knew this would happen. I should have seen this coming. His reaction was no different from everyone else's. I look around for Kellin, and spot him standing across the room, a smirk playing on his lips.

Notes

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