Max

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I tried to count the many raindrops that trickled down the window and on to the flowers below. The day seemed to grow gloomy.
I was bored out of my mind and the thought of being in this house any longer was killing me from the inside out.

James, since I refused to call him by his idiotic nickname, had come home a few hours earlier and had yet to utter a word to me...in other words he was being a big baby and refused to talk to me.
I knew he wanted me gone, but we all know that it is easier said than done. It wasn't like I could open the door and walk out...well I guess HE could open it for me, but then what?

What was I going to do?

There are so many questions, will I disappear?

Just vanish?

Then what happens?

Do I walk into the light?

Is there really a tunnel?

Will I see the 'Gates of Heaven'? Or the 'dark pits of Hell'?

I chuckled to myself thinking of that lame expression. People have the wildest imaginations,

"What?" I jumped at the voice, Fang stood there smirking in all his glory. I gave him a weak smile and he came over to sit next to me.

"How is it possible for you to scare a ghost?" I asked. He rolled his eyes completely ignoring my sarcastic question.

"What were you thinking about?" he said, staring at me. "Just thinking about why I'm here, and I think I figured it out."

Hope flickered in his eyes. And I smiled brightly

"Because Heaven won't take me and Hell's afraid I'll take over."

I laughed and winked and he gave me one of those lopsided smiles I had grown so used to.

Fang ~~~
I smiled as Max laughed. It was music to my ears. I needed to hear that sound more often. She looked at me, she beautiful brown eyes filled with tears and unmistakable sadness.
"Do think I'll ever leave?" she asked looking longingly outside the window. She pressed her palm against the cool glass and the house literally shook. She pulled back and stared at me with wide eyes.
"Did you do that?" She rolled her eyes, "No Fang, the Christmas elf did that" I just smirked, not amused at all.

She nodded not looking at me again but at her hand as if it possessed some sort of magical power. She gingerly pressed her palm onto the cool glass again.
The house began to tremble and shake and this time instead of removing her hand she left it there.
Her eyes glazed over and she continued to stare at nothing. With each passing second the house shook more.
I could hear Iggy upstairs yelling, but I couldn't take my eyes off Max as she sat pin point straight. Iggy came running down the stairs.
"Dude! Get her to stop!" he yelled, but I stayed paralyzed. He yelled louder, "Max! Stop!"

Suddenly the house became still and she pulled back slowly.
"Whoa...I think the house is trying to tell me something...I...I just had a flashback."

Iggy~

I walked into the kitchen feeling a little better about the situation. I felt bad for Max...I really did. It was just that the thought of going through it again, well, I wouldn't be able to take the disappointment. I walked through the living room towards the stairs, she was sitting quietly on the window sill staring out, her legs crossed.

I wanted to apologize but for some reason I couldn't find my voice, so I just chose to ignore her and make my way my room.
I really liked this house, it was peaceful and simple. My room was the last one on the left, it was decorated a simple blue and had very little furniture in it. I laid down on my bed wishing I could take back some words and actions I've done these past years...God I miss him...

Suddenly I felt the floor boards rattle in a familiar manner. I gripped the side of my bed tightly, willing the shaking to stop and it did. For a moment...
Suddenly the house started shaking again, this time more violent and constant. I got up quickly and ran towards the stairs.
I looked to see Fang and Max mesmerized as the house told its tale.
She had to stop. She could hurt herself, it was too much information to take in at once.

"Dude! Get her to stop!" I yelled at Fang who sat motionless next to her. She needed to stop now!

"Max, stop!" I yelled, and the house became very still.
Thank god that was over, we all knew next time it was gonna be worse. You see I know this for a fact because...
Well let me be honest…this is not my first time meeting a ghost.

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