Haunting My Heart

Matt tossed his paint brush into the empty bucket. He's been trying to get this apartment above the garage livable. He hasn't been able to feel comfortable in that house since they moved in. It's been a few weeks, and many restless nights. His dreams continued to be haunted by this mysterious girl. Every time he gets close enough to touch her, she always disappears.

Matt pulled off his shirt, and wiped the sweat off his brow with it. The guys would be coming over to practice today, and he needed a shower. Matt tossed his shirt over his shoulder, and headed for the door. The apartment didn't have running water right now because some of the pipes were rusted out. Which meant he had to go in that house. He hasn't told anyone about the weird things going on. He was pretty sure no one would believe him. Well Jimmy might. Shit he wasn't even sure he believed it all himself.

The house was quiet when Matt walked in. His parents went to look at new windows for the apartment. The air was heavy like usual, an he couldn't help but feel like someone was watching him. Matt felt his heart pick up, and he made a quick dash for the stairs. He ran up them two at a time, and into his room, slamming the door behind him. He leaned his back against the door to catch his breath, and calm his racing heart. "Fucking pussy." he scolded himself before pushing off the door.

Matt grabbed a change of clothes, and headed for the bathroom. He stripped the rest of his clothes off, and stepped into the shower. He let the steaming water wash over him, and he closed his eyes, letting it flow over his face. Of course as soon as they were closed, there they were. The beautiful brown eyes of the girl that plagues his dreams.

Matt snapped his eyes open, and wiped the water from his face with his hand. He leaned against the back wall of the shower with a sigh. Who the hell was this girl, and why can't he get her out of his head? He had never seen a girl so beautiful, but she wasn't even real. Was she? "Matt..." he heard the voice whisper like so many times before.

Feeling uneasy, and his heart start to race again, Matt pulled back the shower curtain a little and looked around the empty bathroom. He frowned when he didn't see anyone, and he closed the curtain. He quickly finished his shower, and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist.

Matt stood in front of the sink, and opened the fog covered door to the medicine cabinet. He grabbed his comb, and shut the door only to drop it in the sink. His heart jumped into his throat, and his eyes went wide when he saw the words written in the fog of the mirror.
Help Me

In a moment of panic, he hurriedly wiped the message from the mirror only to have the air leave his lungs. There she was, her reflection in the mirror standing behind him. He jumped, and whipped around to meet the girl face to face, but she wasn't there. Again the room was empty. Matt tried to swallow his fear before nervously, and slowly turning back around to face the mirror. A sigh of relief escaped his lips when he only saw his own reflection staring back at him.

Matt ran a frustrated hand through his hair. What the hell was going on here? Who was this girl? Was she a ghost? Is that what was going on? Was this house haunted? He shook his head, and let out an uneasy chuckle. He didn't believe in ghost. That was just ridiculous. Still though he didn't want to stay in that bathroom anymore. He grabbed the comb out of the sink, and scooped up his clothes, before making another mad dash back to his room.

He walked strait in, almost jumping out of his skin when the door slammed behind him. "RAWWW!" he heard a voice yell making him drop everything he was holding. Without even thinking, Matt balled up his fist, and spun around, landing a hard punch to whoever was behind him. "Owe, what the fuck dude?" Jimmy groaned from the floor holding his bleeding mouth. "Shit, man I'm sorry." Matt said as he rushed over to him. "Tell that to my bleeding lip," Jimmy said as he looked at the blood on his fingers, "Why the hell would you punch me?" he asked as Matt helped him to his feet. "Why the hell did you scare me?" Matt shot back. "It was just a joke. Trust me if I had known you were going to go all UFC on me, I wouldn't have done it." Jimmy told him.

Matt cocked a knowing brow at him, and Jimmy couldn't hold back the small smirk. "Okay, maybe I would have." he said getting a chuckle out of his friend. "You're an asshole." Matt mumbled. "Yes, but I'm your asshole." Jimmy grinned as he snaked an arm across his friends shoulders. Matt just smiled, and shook his head before shrugging off Jimmy's arm. "Are the rest of the guys here?" he asked as he picked up the stuff he dropped. "Yeah, they're setting up in the garage, so put some clothes on your naked ass, and hurry the fuck up." Jimmy said before he skipped out of the room.

Another chuckle escaped Matt's lips before he started to dry himself off, and got dressed. For once the air in the house felt normal, and he shook off his previous jitters. He made his way downstairs, and out the door to head to the garage. He stopped halfway there suddenly when once again he was overcome by the feeling of being watched. Matt looked around, and for some reason felt his gaze being pulled to his bedroom window none the less. He did a double take when he was sure he saw that girl once again only in the window this time, but when he looked again, she was gone. "Hurry the fuck up, Sanders!" Brian's voice pulled his gazed away from the window.

Matt jogged the rest of the way to the garage, and just shrugged everything off to his mind playing tricks on him, but he didn't know how much longer he would be able to believe that. Matt tried to put the girl in the back of his mind, so he could focus on their band practice, but two songs into it that feeling came back. Matt stopped suddenly halfway through the song causing the rest of the guys to look at him a little confused. "What the fuck, dude? Why'd you stop?" Brian asked a little irritated. No one fucked up. Did this motherfucker forget the lyrics again?

Brian's question went unanswered as Matt looked around for whomever was watching them. "Earth to Shadz." Zacky's voice sounded, but was ignored. Matt's eyes went wide when they finally connected with those beautiful brown ones staring at him from the window in the side door of the garage. Matt dropped the mic he was using when the girl turned away from the door, and started to walk away. The guys watched their friend in shock as he ran out the side door without a word.

Matt looked around the yard for the girl, and soon spotted her. How the hell did she get to the other side of the yard already. Her back was too him, and he felt his feet carry him on their own as he went after the girl. The guys watched him run to the other side of the yard, and decided to follow him when he disappeared behind a hedge. Matt's eyes got wide again when he was met with the garden from his dreams. How could this place be real? What did this all mean? His eyes scanned the garden, and he found the girl once again. The path, she was already halfway down the path. Man this girl could move fast.

"Hey!" Matt called after her, but she didn't stop, or even look at him. She just continued to walk, so he did the only thing he could think of, and ran after her. "Stop!" he yelled, but it was no use. She walked through an opening at the end of the path, and Matt was quick to follow her. He stopped suddenly, inches away from falling into a small pond. He took a moment to catch his breath, and looked around. Gone, she was gone again. Matt pulled at his hair, and let out a frustrated growl. "Who are you!?" he yelled to no one, "What do you want from me!?"

Matt collapsed to his knees, a little defeated. What the hell was going on? Was he going crazy? "Matt?" Jimmy's voice sounded behind him. He turned his head, and met his friend's concerned eyes, "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost." Jimmy said noticing how pale his friend was. "I think I did Jimmy," he whispered, "I think I did..." Matt ran a hand down his face before meeting his friends concerned crystal blues. "I think this house is haunted," he finally confessed. "Seriously dude? Since when do you believe in ghosts?" Brian spoke up. He believed in ghosts about as much as he believed in unicorns, and leprechauns. Zero. Well maybe leprechauns, there was Johnny.

"I don't know how else to explain it," Matt said with a sigh, running a hand through his hair, "I keep dreaming about this girl-"

"Is she hot?" Johnny interrupted earning a smack on the back of his head from Brian, "Owe, dick." he said rubbing the back of his head before giving Brian a shove, but not even making him budge. The guys chuckled a little, all but Matt who looked a little irritated. "I'm fucking serious," he snapped, making everyone's smile vanish, "I see her around the house. I hear her voice," he explained, pacing back and forth now, "I can't sleep. I keep feeling like I'm being watched, and just now I saw her, followed her out here, but she's just gone. Didn't you see her? She was watching us." he asked looking around a little desperate. He could not be the only one that saw her.

The guys shook their heads a little, and Matt sighed looking down at the ground. Maybe he was going crazy. "Is that who you were yelling at?" Jimmy asked, and Matt nodded. "I don't know what she wants from me, and why I keep seeing her." Jimmy thought for a moment, tapping his chin. "Well you said you hear her voice, what does she say to you?" he questioned. "I can' always make it out. It's like she's talking in fragments. She says my name-"

"Sounds kinky." Matt was interrupted once again only this time by Brian. Matt balled his fists at his sides as he shot Brian a glare that wiped the smirk right off his face. "Can you take this fucking seriously!?" he snapped, and Brian put his hands up. "It's kind of hard, man. I mean you're talking about ghosts. They're not real." he said. "You don't know that." Zacky spoke up. "Oh, I'm sorry, have you ever seen one? I haven't." Brian pointed out. "No, but that-" Zack tried to say, but Brian put his hand up, cutting him off. "Johnny?" he asked, turning his gaze to him. Johnny shook his head, "See, not real." he said kind of proud like he just proved a point. "Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean their not real." Zacky said finally getting in what he wanted. "Whatever, man. I'm going to have to see it to believe it."

"I have seen it, and she is real." Matt hissed at his friends closed mindedness. "Are you sure. You said you've been dreaming about her. Are you sure that she's not just so stuck in your head that you think you're seeing her?" Brian asked trying to get him to look at this logically. "No, damn it!" Matt snapped, "I am seeing her, I'm hearing her. If she's not real then how did the words help me get written into the fog on the bathroom mirror!?" he raged. "Wait, what?" Jimmy asked cocking a brow. "Today after I got out of the shower, I grabbed my comb out of the cabinet, and when I closed it, there it was. I wiped it away, and as soon as I did, there she was. Standing behind me, but when I turned around she was gone." he explained.

Matt narrowed his eyes when he noticed a grin, and a little twinkle in Jimmy's eyes. "You gotta help her man." he said as if it was the solution to everything. "How am I suppose to help her when I don't even know who she is? How do you help a ghost?" Matt asked with desperation in his voice. "We'll figure it out," Jimmy said sliding an arm across his friend's shoulders, "We can get some cameras and tape recorders, and do an investigation. Do you know any history on the house?" he asked, and Matt shook his head. "I can't believe we're actually talking about this." Brian mumbled this time earning a glare from Jimmy. "Well believe it Haner. Just cause you can't see it doesn't mean it isn't real," he said before turning his attention back to Matt, "Don't worry man, we'll be there to help. Haner too." he said, smirking at a now glaring Brian. "The hell I will." he said getting an eye roll from his friend. "He will, even if I have to tie him up, and drag him there." Jimmy said to Matt, finally getting a small smile out of him.

Notes

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