I wasn't going to give up now. I wanted to know more. I know Kip needed my help. One thing shot through me,' Why did he come to see me, and not Becca or Lucy? ' I got out and went inside. I was gunna order a classic vanilla, when Kip appeared out of no where. He kept grinning at me. Then he disappeared. Brian was working at the cashier. I went up to order, but he just wanted to make small talk. "Can I come over tonight." it wasn't much of a question, more of a demand. "Can I get the vanilla, and a cup of cookie dough, for our, I mean, my daughter?" There's a question looking for an argument. I grinned. He frowned. "What the hell!" people were looking, not everyone yet."Let me see her!" "Dude, you saw her today!" "I get to see her on the weekends, I'm gunna come over." "Come over, and your screwed." "What the hell does that mean?" his voice got louder."She's my child too!" I smelt the alcohol on his breathe. "Your drunk, what the crap is the fucking matter with you?" I noticed more eyes on us. Me actually… "What's the matter with me! Who the hell are you talking about?" "What…" what did this mean "What's with you and these blackouts? There not normal!" "I'm sorry!" I was in tears,"they just happen!" "Let me see Torie tonight," he came around and hugged me,"please, Sierra. I love her too." We got ice cream and his shift ended. We got Torie a little ice cream before we left in my car. "How did you get here?" "This place isn't scary, I walked here." "Okay." We were almost to my house when Brian asked me,"Should we get back together? I mean, we're practically a couple." I thought about it. It was kind of awkward. I didn't answer him right away, and so we kept on driving. I thought about it on my drive. I stopped to let a Brian have another smoke. I got out and walked next to him. What am I going to- Brian nudged me, he was sticking the joint at me. I looked at it. "I promised…" it was a shy and quiet answer. "What's the matter?" "Us." I said. Brian looked at me, a confused face was staring at me, and hot. "Umm, what?" he said,"You okay, swee-" "You already said that." "No I didn't." "Oh." I looked from his face to another face in front of me. Kip he was smiling another sweet grin. "I…umm…I think I should be home alone tonight." I couldn't quit get the words out before Brians eyes turned red, and not just from being high. "What the fuck does that mean!" less of a question. "Brian…" "What! Your parents arnt home tonight?" "No, well maybe, I think they are, but-" "Shut up Brian." an invisible hand shot through Brian's stomach. Kip made it seem like he was squeezing his heart, but Brian wasn't doing anything. "Brian, just go home. Your house is pretty much two blocks away." "Fine, but screw you." "Okay." I sighed and watched him turn a corner and disappear. "What a douche. You still tappin that?" "Kip?" "Yep?" a ghost was informs of me. No one saw him. No one noticed him. No one asked me who I was talking to. "Bluetooth" a young woman whispered to her child. I closed my eyes, and shook my head. I opened my eyes. Nobody dead was in front of my face. I got into my van and started the van, before I had a heart attack. I looked in the review mirror, I saw Kips eyes. I look to the passenger seat, and there he was. I let out a murderous scream. He put a hand on my shoulder; On my shoulder! He's a ghost! He stuck his hand through Brian! He grinned. "I'm not leaving, you know." I looked at him, tried to put on a straight face and said an extremely shaky word,"Umm. Kay." he just laughed and starred forward. So I did the same until, I was home and running to the front porch. •<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>• So, what do you think may have happened? Sorry about not updating lately. Been busy. You know. If you guys don't mind, I want to do a POV person. I actually hate those, but I just want to do one person. Sing x
I heard screams in the house. I opened my phone ready to call 9-1-1 when, the screams were turning into cheering. "What the…" "Come here, you have to see this." Shit, it was Kip. I had another little heart attack while he (literally) came through the door. He just kept grinning at me. He had his hand out in front of me like I should grab it. I ignored it and opened the front door. I went into the family room and saw my daughter walking. Like, on her own! Kip was in front of her, kneeling down, like he was her father and she was stepping towards him, and closer, until I realized Kip is a ghost, and she can't "touch" him. I ran to my daughter and picked her up. "Hello." my parents said at once. "Hey, so, what's up?" I questioned annoyingly. "Tories walking." Dad replied like no big deal. Kip laid his hand on my should and started leaning on me. "Umm well," I brushed a hair out of my face,"Tories walking, and I didn't even know? You guys should've called me or-" "Let it go." he whispered. "family's dumb. Just get the ice cream and let's hang out with Torie down stairs." I put on a cheesy fake smile, my botch ugly mother would do, and went back to my car to retrieve my purse and mini ice cream for Torie. She was already grabbing it and putting it on her mouth. It helped ease her teething problems. I went to my room another way, instead of passing by my parents. But then Kip pointed out something. "Wheres Annie?" I rushed back to my parents. To ask them the same question. They guested her room. So I walked knocked on her closed door until I heard a reply. Kip on the other hand, went straight in. "Kip!" I whispered-slashed-yelled. "What?" another sexy grin. "Whats the matter with you? It's her room her-" the door opened. And I saw my little sister in tears. "What happened?" "Ask if she's pregnant." he said quickly. So I did. "Your not pregnant are you?" she shook her head. "You were pregnant?" She shook her head and said,"No, I'm still a virgin!" She had more tears running down her face, an I thought mom or dad could've heard from down stairs. "I wish I could say the same, you know, at fourteen." he laughed. And nudged me with his elbow. I didn't move, at least enough for my sister to not notice. "Well tell me." She didn't invite me in her room. She never does. She just walked out to the hall and shut her door. I walked into my old room and set Torie down to play with some toys in her toy room, before I went back to my sister. "It's you." I was a little startled by him, but getting user to it. "What?" I shut the door and told Annie I'll be out in a few seconds. "You made her upset today. She's pissed off at you about it. She's going to want to talk about it with you, and get you pissed off." "Why? I mean, she's younger then me. She knows what not to do, and what to do. She's just a brat and won't listen to me." I had to make sure my voice was quiet. While Kip was practically letting out an indian scream every 2 seconds. Not kidding, Torie was noticing. "Can Torie see you?" I asked, changing the subject. "Yes. I have noticed today, kids 5 and younger can see me." "But, Brian saw you…" "I know. If I want, I can have your parents see me. But I don't. Most of the time, I want you too. So I just make it like that." He sounds so hot, and looks so - He grinned. "I'm also capable of hearing thoughts," he laughed "am I better looking and sounding, then Jose?" A question I've been looking for a year to answer. And finally, I was able to say "Yes." •<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>• ATTENTION I wanted to let you know, that the next update will be a past though. And I won't add a POV, but maybe in another story? Sing x
Sister Problems Dear Bestfriend My sister is a botch! Holy crap! I don't care if she Cry's for days because of what I said, she just needs to get it through her head! I would totally want her dead, not you. Screw family. I threw my pen across the marvel floor. I tilted my head back and started crying with Torie. At the time, she was only a year and a month old. She was like my doll, cute, small, and huggable. I squeezed her. Botches. My whole family. My mom treats her children like rag dolls. Not kidding. She practically pinches us as hard as she can, treats us like crap, never "plays" with us, and pretty much throws up across the room. So your probably asking yourself,"What happened?" and I'm not going to tell you a story about my mother, I'm going to tell you about a person, I hate more. My "little" sister. "Stop it!" I took the remote from her hands. She started screaming at me, really fastly. I knew some words like; Give it back, Im telling mom I hate you. You know, the sibling usual. (Felling lazy, so orange will be Annie, and blue will be Sierra) "I hate you! Give me the remote! My favorite show is almost on!" "What? Hannah Montana? Your how old?" She kicked at me. It hurt like crazy, maybe because it was on my bruise, on my side. It made me tense up and grab her legs. I wasn't pregnant anymore. So I could do more things now. And now I was capable of hurting my sister. "Ow, stop! Mom!" I wasn't hurting her. I just pinned her to the couch, while I was practically sitting on her. But my mother saw something else when he ran into the room,"Get off your sister, and go to your room, SIERRA!" I gave her the finger, in my head. Haha Botch. I ran to my room and immediately started texting Brian. my moms a complete b****, can we hang out? I must've found something to do, because half an hour pasted and I finally got texted back. K. He couldn't drive, and we lived 10 minutes apart. I called him and we made plans to met at the pet store. I grabbed my purse, who knows. I was walking out when I practically got out to the front door when my sister called for me. "Your ugly!" I turned towards her. She looked pretty terrible. "Look whose talking." "Do you even own a mirror down stairs?" "Well, duhh," I made it a mocking sound.,"I have to go, I got to see Brian." "Thank god, home alone time." "What does that mean?" "It means I hate everything and everybody." "Oh I see, it's," I made quotes with my fingers ,"time of the month." She laughed and I was about to leave, when she fell. She was on top of the table getting something from the cabinets. She made some crying noise and was out cold. I had no idea what to do, I called 9-1-1 and they said they would be their soon. I called mom and let her know the same. She would be home soon. She didn't look so good. Her eyes were shut, and her flat chest wasn't moving up and down. I was crying. Then, god was in front of my face, he just pushed open the door, I looked and said,"God?" he didn't look at me, didn't say a word, he put my sister on a gurdie, they left in moments. I was frozen in my spot. I finally took a breath. •<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<• The next one will be a flashback also. Sing x