《Outcasts》The Nightmare
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I woke up to the freezing cold weather. I must have slept outside considering that I now woke up with a heavy cough
"Why did you sleep outside?" Norton questioned as he got me some coffee. "You might need this."
"I accidentally slept outside while smoking a cigar. Luckily I put it out before I fell asleep." I coughed as I yawned. Norton handed me the coffee and I sipped it as quick as I could, not caring how hot it was considering I slept in the cold.
"How come? Sleep paralysis? Because I didnt see your cute smile when I woke up." Norton sighed as he brought me inside to warm me up as I drank my coffee
"Yeah, I kept having that same nightmare.." I groaned as I was piled with warm blankets,
"I understand. I had to deal with the death of the majority of my family due to a house fire, and I had to live with my shitty, guilt tripping father." Norton sighed as he sat next to me, drinking his coffee. I felt tired, so I dialed the head of the ghost hunting company and said I'd take a day off, I havent had a day off in a while, so they allowed me to. Time to sleep in..
"I'm gonna sleep. Dont fuck around." I yawned as I plopped onto bed.
"I'll sleep along too. My body wants to sleep more considering its slowly rotting in its coffin.." Norton said. "Not all ghosts who are in heaven make it to heaven in time...Theres a limit to how long your down in the overworld."
"Whats the limit?" I asked.
"Four years. Its been nearly four for me already.." Norton sighed. "December 27th was my death date, and its December 17th at the moment..."
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"Oh no...Please, I dont want you to go away.." I was shocked. So if he reaches his limit as a ghost on earth, he cant go to heaven??
"I wont, I promise. I'll try not to." Norton smiled as he hugged me gently. I was worried about his "expiration" from the world, so I want to make these last nine days unforgettable...But at home
"Why dont we just cuddle and talk about your past life.." I yawned.
"Sure." Norton smiled as we walked to my bed and just got into a cuddling position. Obviously I decided to be the little spoon as usual, since Norton is so gosh darn tall...
"How tall were you?"
"6'4."
"Oh wow, I'm 6'0.." I was shocked. My oh my he is tall, and very handsome..
"How was life? Like, before the mining incident.."
"Shit. It wasnt as good, a poor family struggling to eat a single meal and stuff, it wasnt fun. But once I got out, I earned enough to get a good quality apartment after getting at least five years in the mines."
"Oh my, my life wasnt as great, I was considered the devil by my appearance." I sighed as I cuddled closer to Norton.
"So we both can relate to something at least." Norton huffed.
"Yeah. My mother was my best friend and my only friend.." I yawned. "Geez I"m getting sleepy..." Once we fell asleep, I started to violently shake. I couldnt stop shaking. Norton held me closer and tighter, which only made the shaking worse
"Stay there, Id love to see what a gentleman you can be.."
"Leave me be! I dont need to be around you anymore, sir!" The priest put his hands on me as I shrieked in fear, until he slapped me cold. "I dont want your hands where they are!"
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He wouldnt stop, he would keep touching there, and here and there and here and there. It would get annoying and then I slapped him senseless and ran off.
"You dirty demon! This is all Gods plan! Your mother would be disappointed!"
"She would kick your ass!" I yelled
"D-Dont touch me p-please...Just for now.." I whispered.
"Alright, no problem." Norton smiled as he let go of me as I stopped shaking a little bit.
"Im just, re occurring memories that arent the best..." I worried. "Can you leave me be for a bit."
"Sure, I'll be downstaris." Norton said as he kissed my cheek and left the bed and headed downstairs. "Love you, Andy."
"You too." I smiled as I headed to sleep. Hoping that I would never have to see that Priest again. He scared me, and he scared my mother. Why do I still see him? Well, because he's the one who protected me from being burned alive. Why do I trust so easily yet I cant trust certain people, Its hard to earn and gain trust with people. Trust is complicated, it really truly is. Gosh, I feel bad for Norton, but I hope he's doing alright..I just am so weirded out by touch now that I'm remembering whats happened to me when I was nineteen.
"I hope Norton is okay.." I yawned and mumbled to myself as I drifted into a slumber. I slept until about two in the afternoon, and Norton was besides me reading a book and once I woke up, Norton played with my hair. I let him do so even though he scared me a little.
"Hehe, your bed hair is kinda cute, Andy!" Norton giggled as he played with my hair gently.
"I-is that a compliment or an insult?" I worried.
"Compliment silly! And dont worry, that wasnt an insult." Norton smiled. "Gosh your adorable.."
"Really? I'm not adorable! I'm hideous! Your th-the adorable one here.." I was flustered since I'm TERRIBLE with romance..How does romance work?
"You're adorable one! I'm a ghost!" Norton laughed. "Fine, we're both adorable.."
"That cant possibly be true! I'm the hideous one!" I giggled.
"Oh come on, you look like a cute little rabbit with your adorable smile." Norton teased as I got a bit angry.
"Please dont call me a bunny rabbit." I groaned.
"Ah shit, my bad.." Norton sighed. I could tell he felt bad so I gave him a little hug from behind and laid my head on his shoulder. "Didn't mean to do that.."
"No its fine, you didn't know." I replied as I laid on his shoulder and hugged him from behind, i felt happy with Norton, and wanted to be by his side forever, but he doesn't have much time left on this peutred Earth. Why cant he be alive. He's just a ghost
"Care to dance with me downstairs? I've found an outfit Id like to dance in.." Norton whispered as I got all flustered.
"Yeah! Sure!" I smiled. "J-Just let me get ready as well!" Once I got ready, I just wore a casual suit. It wasnt too fancy, but it was just a casual suit. Jeez, Norton went all out.
"Care to dance?" Norton said as he offered me his hand and I joined along to the melody of the phonograph, waltzing around the living room, having a wonderful time.
"Your quite a good dancer..." Norton whispered.
"I'm not that good at dancing, but thank you." I smiled
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