every direction and screaming every obscenity that he could think of. Trash and pieces of my bedroom furniture littered the floor and Gray was nowhere to be found. I was frozen in fear when Little Dirty Boys bright red eyes locked onto mine. He tossed something aside and stalked towards me yelling, “You did this!” over and over again. I was glued to my spot on the bed wondering how the hell he was trashing my house. Ghosts weren’t supposed to be able to touch things. When he was mere inches from my face I heard a voice that seemed far off.
“Marlee!” said the voice.
“Spud, what the hell?” It was clearer that time.
And then all of the sudden I was pulled from my dream. “Oh…That was creepy.” I said.
“You were yelling something I couldn’t understand and crying.” Gray said, concerned.
“I’m fine, it was just a dream.” I hoped so anyway. With that kind of start to my morning I was curious to see what the rest of the day had in store for me.
I got up and dressed myself. It was a lazy kind of Sunday, and I didn’t have to work, so I just wore my favorite lounge pants and a t-shirt that represented the Rocktop Bar and Grill. It was actually a warm morning and I took advantage of the sunlight by not wearing a jacket and taking a moment to bask in the rays of light between trees on our way back to the old town square.
When we go there we saw that Little Dirty Boy was nowhere to be found. We looked around the surrounding wooded area and even asked a few other lonely souls (the ones that didn’t seem so lost) if they had seen a boy that was covered in dirt wandering around. When Gray and I met back up I noticed that he had a look of defeat on his face that matched the feeling that was in my heart. If we couldn’t find the boy, we wouldn’t be able to help him before his soul was lost to a world of loneliness and anger forever.
As we were heading back to the house my phone chirped. I had already talked to my mom this morning and she told me that she would be in meetings all day long so I knew it wasn’t her. That only left one other person that it could be. I grinned from ear to ear before I even had a chance to look at the screen. It was a number that I didn’t recognize and the text simply said, “ Hey this is Risk.”
I squealed a little and typed, “ Hey, What’s up?”
Seconds later my phone chirped again. “ Do you realized that you’ve never actually told me your name?”
Oh my gosh, he’s right. I couldn’t remember ever actually introducing myself. To be fair though, I didn’t know anything about him either other than his name is Risk and he was an amazing specimen of a man.
“ Oh, I guess I haven’t. I’m Marlee Chase.”
“Nice to meet you finally ;)”
Oh snap, I just got a winky face from the hottest guy in the world! I was in a daze when my phone chirped again.
“Can we meet up today? Maybe we could go to that coffee shop that’s around the corner from Rocktop?”
I so badly wanted to ask if he was asking me out on a date, but I had already repeatedly made an ass of myself in front of Risk so I didn’t want to risk it. As I was sending my reply, which said that I would meet him in two, hours I stumbled over a fallen branch and fell to my knees. When I looked up, Gray was standing beside me with terror in his eyes. I wondered what had gotten his panties in a bunch so I followed his gaze. Then I understood what he was so scared of.
Just about ten feet in front of us there was a somewhat transparent, red eyed,