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Ghost Stories

Chapter Eleven: Cruel World part two

I am now damned to rot in my little cell, my thoughts making sure I cannot escape.



I feel Frank hover over my still body as I stare straight up at the celling, my eyes unblinking, my vision blurry and It feels as if my soul has left my body, leaving it in ruins to decay and rot till the end of time, leaving only an empty shell behind. My limbs are numb but I’m screaming on the inside, begging to be free of the chains of my mind. Frank grabs my shoulders as I hear a distant yelling, but soon realize it’s him as he tries to bring me back into reality. My perfect lie unraveling at the seams, breaking apart just as I am. The dreams I once had become nightmares, the images of the few people I loved become monsters, and my fears become reality. Frank lifts me up, pulling me into a tight embrace, I wish for this hell to end so I can tell Frank I love him. I wish for Frank to hold me for all eternity. But when all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed. Suddenly, I feel a spark of defiance inside me flicker, begging for me to kindle the flame, at this moment I begin to set fire to my hateful thoughts and dreadful memories. I watch as the blaze consumes my mind, leaving only ruin behind, imploring me to rebuild, and rise up from my own ashes. My vision is no longer blurry, my thoughts no longer taunt and haunt me, I can feel again as my mind snaps back to reality. My beloved is still holding me tightly, crying unto my shoulder.

“Gee, please, come back to me….I love you baby don’t leave me again, I-I can’t take it.” He says through broken cries, I begin to hug him back, enveloping him in a bone-crushing grasp. He senses this as he tenses up, then looks up at me, his pale cheeks stained with the telling signs of tears, his glassy eyes painted red and puffy. His frown quickly turns into a big, toothy smile.

“I love you so much, Gee, you’re so fucking perfect, don’t ever think anything different, you are beautiful….I-I almost lost you again, I know what it’s like though, fighting a losing battle against yourself, just remember baby I’m here for you, you couldn’t get rid of me even if you wanted to.” Frankie voiced as I cuddled against his chest, entangling my limbs with his. I smile for the first time in so long, never wanting to leave his side.

“I wouldn’t ever want to get rid of you….I-I love you Frankie.” I whispered, but I know he heard it as he lifted me up from his chest, until our faces are inches apart. Our lips collided within an instant, the kiss full of passion, desperation, and need. I pull away first, nerves and self-consciousness take hold of me, I was only 17 when I perished, this was my first kiss, something I don’t want to admit to Frankie. I look down at my hands, feeling shame that I pulled away, feeling nervous of his next actions, perhaps he’ll finally realize I’m not worth his time.

“Gee look at me,” I hesitantly met his gaze, “It’s okay sweetie, I know it’s your first kiss, remember I’ve been with you your entire life, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Frank said sweetly as he gently stroked my cheek. I feel rather embarrassed at the thought that he’s been watching me my whole fucking life. Oh shit, has he seen me naked? I quickly push the thought out of my head, not wanting to dwell on it. “Come on, let’s lie down, you need your rest.” He said as he picked up the blanket and laid down on the bed. I nodded as he patted down on the spot next to him, I quickly laid down as he wrapped his arms around my waist and I scooted closer to his chest, he then laid the blanket over us as we cuddled, just holding each other tight, never wanting to let go.

Notes

Hello peoples. Short again and it's probably really shitty. But another update coming soon, might update again tonight. Thank you again for all of the wonderful comments, each of you brighten my day, I really appreciate it. Love you :)

Comments

I like the 2nd and 5th ones :)

Jemima Jemima
7/9/15

I like If Your Life Had a Face, I Would Punch It and You Only Live Forever in the Lights You Make.

Jemima Jemima
7/9/15

I like If Your Life Had a Face, I Would Punch It and You Only Live Forever in the Lights You Make.

Jemima Jemima
7/9/15

@Jemima
Thank you so much, I really appreciate it. And you're right I shouldn't think everything I write is terrible. Thanks again, you definitely just made my day. :)

@Fantastic_Posing_Greed

It was an awesome chapter, please don't think it's shit and not well written because that isn't true. It's really good. xx

Jemima Jemima
7/5/15