And All Things Will End

"Fuck no! I am not some fricken object that he can put a ring on and own, he can take his fucking ring and shove it up his ass"
I'm guessing Brian was a little enraged by Jimmy's protection offers.
He threw the ring across the floor where it landed by the stair case with a light 'ping'.

"Bri, you know that we need this" Matt placed the ring on his third finger as instructed. It illuminated as he turned his hand from left to right.
Chrissie and I also had our rings on, they were a little tight but that didn't matter.

I was a little worried by his letter, I couldn't be protected from Ash and her sidekicks.. I wish I had eyes in the back of my
head, I needed to go to school tomorrow or id fail my subjects.

"Well we can't fucking talk to The Lord of the dead now, we're owned by Jimmy" sighed Brian,

I had to admit I hoped that talking to Zachary would loosen the deal with James a little. But since we had already been handed our terms and his side of the deal was completed even I know that trying to leave our 'contract' would be harder than before.

"Well if we're not going tonight we might as well get some rest, it's already 1am" Matt gave a wink to Chrissie who just about fell over as I swore she turned into a tomato.

I know there's something going on between those two, well who could blame Chris, I've only been here for a few hours and I could see myself falling at Matt's feet when he grinned and flexed in that seductive manner.

I said my good nights to the guys while Chrissie lead me upstairs to show me where I'll be staying.
The house sure was beautiful, it had a really welcoming feel, the mahogany drapes were pulled closed as yellow lamps lit up the hall.

My my room was opposite Brian's, his large wooden door was plastered with posters of bands and half naked ladies.
Chrissie rolled her eyes and pointed me inside of my room.

Gosh it was big, a large king sized bed sat smack bang in the middle of the room, it was decorated with about a thousand pillows and silken sheets, an ever larger rose wood dresser was on my left and two tall boys on the right, there was still plenty if room to swing a cat around if I wanted to.

"so if you need anything just holler, the walls are thin in this place" Chrissie winked,
i laughed at her gesture while dumping my book bag on the bed next to me.

"Ok, but I think I'll be fine thanks"

"no worries, see you in the morning chicken"
she walked to the hall and walked off to her own room at the end of the house.

I layed on the bed for a few hours, I glanced at the alarm clock on my bedside table, the numbers read 5:42am, the sun would be up soon and Huntington would go back to it's usual day of busy people and hurrying students.

I could hear Brian in his room playing a guitar, he was pretty good, the notes had sung through my head in a melody since about 2:30 this morning, I didn't mind the noise, it was calm and relaxing.

I got up to go the bathroom and peeked into the hall before making my towards the white door. I sat on the porcelain throne and did my business before washing my hands and re tying my hair.
I could feel a strange breeze again like the one I felt with Jimmy, but i brushed it off and wondered down to the kitchen for a glass of water.

I was was just about to grab the water from the fridge when I saw Matt sitting on the lounge room sofa. He looked upset with his head down and holding a photograph in his left hand.
He musnt have heard me come down from upstairs, a saw a tear fall from his cheek onto the plush rug and my heart broke for him.
Ive never seen a guy crying before, other than my dad when I left to come to school here but that was completely different. Matt just looked broken...

I walked up behind him to give him a hug as the suns glow hit the window sills when suddenly he held his arm out in pain, he looked like he was being electrocuted, He shook involuntary as he crunched over and hit the floor.

Shit shit what can I do, I tried to grab his hand but mine fell straight through his, he looked up at me with pleading eyes and said "don't tell chri..."
And he was gone, like gone gone, he faded away into nothing.

I freaked out and felt the floor around where he was laying,
I could feel a cold spot on my shoulder that moved from my left side to my right.
Was Matt a ghost? How the hell is that even possible, and what did me mean don't tell, didn't anyone else know about this??
the cold spot moved down my leg and to the photograph Matt was holding, I picked it up and saw a photo of Matt,Brian and Chris, only Matt was fading from the photo.

On the back of the picture words magically appeared 'I will return when the sun sets, please don't tell the others"

"what the fuck Matt" you can't expect me to not say anything,
the cold chill grew stronger,
"alright fine! But when you come back later you have some explaining to do"
the cold chill moved away and I was left standing in the middle
of the lounge with my hands on my
hips.

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