Part 7
Ghosts POV
I wait in a chair for some kind of news. I swear it feels like it has been days. In reality it's probably only been hours. The nurses keep asking if i need there help with my cuts from the incident but i always brush them off with some excuse. I just mess with my hair, making it look worse than it really is, but i don't care right now. I look at up to see a nurse with blue eyes coming up to me.
"Are you Johnny Ghost?" she asks and i nod. "toast... should be fine. We are still not sure, but you look like you could receive some kind of good news. I think you should go home and sleep." She says and i sit there.
"Can i see him?" i say.
"Sorry, we still don't know much and we don't want any germs spreading into the area, we will call you when you may come." She says with her bright smile.
"Thankyou..." i say.
Honestly this is the most i've talked since then. I was silent for everything, even the police. Toast is like the brother i never had. I get up and start to walk out. I leave and see a bunch of fangirls with toast pictures all over. I hop into my car and drive off. I reach our house and walk in, throwing my jacket on the couch. i plop onto my bed and go to sleep, because i would rather sleep than think.
Next morning...
I wake up on the ground. i get up and see that my hands and clothes were all bloody.
"not again..." i say and run off.
I reach the house and go in. i change into new clothes and wash myself off in the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror. I feel like the titanic, my sanity slowly sinking. I look into my eyes i notice they are not the same brown i had as a kid. They slowly turn more and more red. My hair just keeps getting darker.
you look like me hahaha!
i don't want to look like an insane killer!
can't tell if that's an insult or compliment...
I walk over to the couch and drop down on it. I was just about to turn the TV on when a bunch of cops burst thru my door.
"Freeze!" a guy yells at me.
Toast POV
I wake up looking at a white ceiling. I look around to see a hospital bedroom. Was i really that bad...? I hear two people talking outside my door. A girl comes in shortly after they stop their conversation.
"Ah, mr. toast. Your awake." She says with a bright smile.
"Hi... do you know if ghost is here mam?" i say and her bright face and blue eyes fall.
"Sorry, he was awhile ago, but we sent him home. He seemed really stressed, are you two related?" She asks and i shake my head.
"No, but it feels like it. I'm like his brother." i say with a bit of a chuckle.
"Awe, that's cute. Now, do you have any pains? A headache, dizziness, anything?" she asks.
"Other than where i got scratched, which is obvious, no." i answer back.
"Sam! We have some news!" I hear a doctor yell into my room.
"I have to go, i'll be back." She says and walks out.
Outside POV
Sam walked out of Toasts room and over to the desk where daniel called her.
"What is it now!" she says a bit bitterly.
"We have news for Toast. You know that Ghost guy he wanted? i searched him in our database, he just got arrested an hour ago." Daniel says pointing to toasts room then back at the screen.
"What? This is not good. He has no one else even a bit related to him! He can't be here alone!" sam says practically yelling.
"Sorry, should we tell him?" Daniel asks sam who has her face in her hands.
"No. He doesn't need stress in his state. We will tell him but not now." Sam says and walks away.
She forces a smile and walks back into toasts room.
"Sorry toast, but it seems like your friend ghost is on a work vacation. He has to go to another state for a few months." She says.
Toast nods and she leaves.
Toast POV
I know she's lying. Ghost doesn't go to different states without me, he also always tells me himself or with a letter. Its not like him to just go without me without anything to tell me. He did not go with spooker, he hates that guy. Now i wonder what's happened... why a few months? I know i'm only going to be here for a few more days. I look over at the TV that thankfully is playing Dr.Who. This might be awhile...
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