| Chapter 5 As I walked through the door I sighed with a heavy heart. Why was life so difficult? I dragged myself to my room where I found it neatly decorated. Candles were lit here and there and my bed was sitting next to the window over looking Paris. A few of my pictures were out and gadgets were here and there. �Wow.� I whispered. �Do you like it?� I spun around to see Christian standing in the corner. �Like it? I love it! Thank you so much.� Smiling I went to give him a hug but stopped remembering how that might not exactly be possible. I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling. But sprang back up again as I heard the phone ring. �Hello?� �Oh hi� this Saturday? I�m not sure. Trevor I really don�t want to date ri--. Study? All right. Ok� bye.� �Trevor?� Christian asked. �Yep, a boy at school. We�re going to study tomorrow.� �Oh.� Christian looked a little disappointed. �Don�t worry it�s nothing really. He needs help on his Artistically Transparent Views.� I could tell by his look he didn�t really care. But I still had a full days work ahead of me. That next day I left around 7ish p.m.ish to catch up with Trevor. The whole time he stared at me until I told him I had to go. He offered to walk me home and I accepted the offer. There�s nothing wrong with that right? But I was wrong. When we reached the door Trevor pulled me toward him and kissed me. �What are you doing?� I demanded pushing him away. �Oh as if. You know you like it.� He tried to kiss me again and push me against the wall. �STOP! Christian!� I screamed and Christian before I realized it threw him to the street. �Everyone�s right you know? You are a freak!� And with that he ran off. What had he said to affect me so much? Only the tears that streaked my face knew. I flung open the door and ran to my room. I could hear Christian follow me. What was the problem? �Thank you Christian for what you did, but I just want to be alone.� I closed my bedroom door�as if that�d keep him out�and lied down. I fell asleep and woke up at least an hour later. Walking into the dining room I saw candles lit everywhere and the vanilla fragrant through out the house. Christian sat on the floor and was preparing a little picnic. He realized I was there and smiled. �I thought you might be hungry.� He soothed. �This is so sweet.� I teared. No one had ever thought of me to this extent before. �Thank you. It�s so sweet.� I sat down next to him and picked up a sandwich he�d set out for me. �This is so awkward.� �Why?� He asked. �Because it�s not everyday I eat dinner with a ghost. You must have been a great boyfriend.� I smiled blushingly. Christian blushed too. Leaning closer, �You are a great person you know that right?� *Being told I was a great PERSON meant a lot to me. Not just because it was from her, but also because I wasn�t one. She made me feel brand new, as if I were alive. But as soon as it came it vanished. She leaned in to touch my cheek but I wasn�t able to stop her. �NO DON�T!� I called as she fell through me. I stood quickly so she wouldn�t freak out. �Only objects I can touch� not people.� I murmured. �Oh.� *Feeling completely embarrassed I sat up quickly. I guess from seeing the disappointment on my face he apologized and vanished. �No wait Christian don�t leave!� I begged. But he didn�t care. *I couldn�t stay. I couldn�t let her love me. The way I knew I loved her. I can�t bear to know she can�t feel any physical emotion for me. I didn�t want to hold her back from anything. She needed to find someone real. *After I ate by myself I went to bed. I knew Christian hadn�t left completely. I could feel him in my room. Next to me in bed, didn�t he know I loved him? Maybe that was why he was doing this. He didn�t love me� �Good night�� I whispered into the darkness and fell asleep. *�Goodnight�� I whispered back. But she was already gone. |