Sex with a Ghost 1&2

Soon, I was far above the roof of the building, seeing the roof of our house; it was dark outside as I travelled in the air at an incredible speed through streets and buildings. I saw colours I never knew existed floating beside me; they were so vivid I could practically touch them. I was a troubled and a neglected child back here; Heaven was the golden child, the apple of my mother's eyes, the one that will do great things but she loved me for who I am.

While outside my body, I was at peace, free like a bird, all my troubles gone. I was supposed to be scared, afraid but I wasn't; instead for the first time, I felt truly alive. I could do whatever I wanted and go wherever I wanted. Time seems not to matter anymore for it was like sand on the beach. After what felt like forever, I soon found myself at the entrance of a classroom.

Surprised, and puzzled; I reluctantly walked in to discover it was my classroom in SS3. It was now in ruins, the ceiling falling down bit after bit; the chairs and tables were broken with termites feeding off the few that stood. The floor covered in dirty water; probably that of rain from the roof, it stinks of dust, rust, and death. The deafening sound of dripping water could be heard all over. The blackboard was covered in black dust, weeds growing through and on it; extending to the wall on which it hung. The faint writing of "ASSIGNMENT" was still on it.

My gaze left the blackboard and landed on the front row, where a girl on a white shirt and a navy blue skirt sat comfortably. I couldn't help but wonder why anyone would sit on such a dirty desk. I kept pressing forward till I kicked something underneath the dirty cold water. I looked down, it was the INTENSIVE ENGLISH TEXTBOOK FOR SENIOR SECONDARY SCHOOLS THREE that I shared with my sister; besides it was an old picture of the both of us, smiling, holding hands with eyes full of promises. Oh, how easy and simple life was at that point…

I went down on my knees to pick it up when I heard a loud female voice say "DON'T". I paused; took a hard look around, no other person was around except for the little girl in front who was still staring blankly at the blackboard. I left the picture and kept pushing forward. The closer I got the more familiar the girl seemed. Soon from behind, I could tell it was my twin at a much younger age; like when we were in SS3.

"Heaven" I called out.

She turned behind; the sight of her face knocked me off balance as I collapsed into the dirty stinking water scared. Her face covered in white powder like a masquerade with two lines of blood as tears on her cheeks. She had this strange sadness I could not fathom.

In split second, she was in front of me offering a helping hand. I turned away from it as a child would from a bitter herb. At that moment, her unique smile appeared on her face, with a shallow dimple on both cheeks.

"It is me, Heaven. Common, I can't hurt you…"

Those words brought me some kind of weird comfort and I took her hand. Instantly, we were both sitting in the front seat like when we were students. She told me everything that transpired between her and your brother right from the first day they met on a bus. When she was brought to the morgue, she recognized you are a brother to Peter.

She also asked me to find a way to have her made up every night, saying she doesn't like how pale and ugly she looked back here. She didn't stop taking care of her body even in death. So I bribed the other guy to help with making her up, that it was a religious and family belief.

She made me promise to avenge her death before I began hearing my mother calling "Nevaeh…oh" it sounded like she was talking over a loudspeaker.

"Please come back oh… I can't afford to lose you too…" she cried.

"Alright, but don't tell her what you just witnessed," she said as fresh bloodstream down her cheeks.

Once I accepted in my heart to return back to mother. Instantly, I had this feeling of being sucked back through the streets I flew pass not so long ago through a dark tunnel back into my body.

Awaken, I was filled to the brim with untold energy, I sprayed into action. I knew who you are and where the fuck you live. I was heading to your house before we met on the bus. You flirting and wooing me only made it really easy. Well, since you were good with words, I wanted to find out how good you were with your joystick. So, I decided to fuck you first before ending your life just like your brother did my sister.

The first night, while you were asleep; I tried but couldn't bring myself to killing you in your sleep. The next night, you were to pleasure me before I ended you but then again I couldn't bring myself to do it. I began rethinking the whole revenge thing. Will my sister even do the same for me? By the way, you made me feel special, wanted and treasured. No one has ever done that. People say I'm crazy and no one will ever love me".

At this point, David was no longer paying attention. His friends told him "A woman is what will kill you" he didn't believe. Now a mad one is about to. Why would anyone love a crazy bitch like you? He wondered as his gaze went to the pistol she had dropped on the bed. If he could get to it, it would change everything.

This strange bitch has made a sick promise to her dead sister, to kill him and she doesn't seem like someone who would have a change of mind soon. It is now or never. He has nothing to lose at this point. He stood up, making a move for the gun but before he got to the bed, she took it and "BANG!" the gun's report was a crack of thunder…