🌟 i don't remember who i was before you....
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 twenty three, the other blond boy

music soared through her ears as she sat in her trailer on set. she was unaware of what the outside world was saying to her. how it was screaming at her to look at it.

she was unaware of the anger of the people or the depression of the animals. she didn't even notice the ghost that sat across from her as it looked at her with a look of curiosity and sadness.

the ghost wanted to reach out and touch jamison's hair. but it would just slip through its fingers. it wasn't really anymore just something parents tell their kids to scare them like the boogeyman.

except the boogeyman can in different forms. some say as a figure that's tall and shines through the night but we just call that the moon standing up. and others say it's a person close to you.

but most just hope it's lingering under their bed counting their secrets.

a notebook laid in front of jamison as she wrote in it. only thought's poured out of it. anything she could i think of. the ghost couldn't wait to read it soon. and so did the boogeyman.

yet neither of them existed.

maybe this was all her imagination and maybe she wasn't even in her trailer. maybe she was sitting on her bed at five in the morning reciting a poem that received backlash for being plastic and glistened piece of paper.

a knock was heard on her trailer. but only the ghost heard it as her headphones continued to play music. a knock was then doubled as she contuined to write.

when it was made clear no one was going to answer a certain blond boy opened up the door and closed it behind him as he saw the brunette girl looking down at something as she wrote.

the ghost tried to ignore the boy but when he pushed it aside to sit down the ghost couldn't ignore her anymore as it crossed its arms and poured. smoke steaming from its invisible interior.

the boy reached across the table as he grabbed her headphone and pulled it away from her ear softly. jamison looked up at him with a slight jump scare. as if she saw a ghost. but what would be crazy.

ghosts aren't real. didnt jamison catch the memo?

" you scared me" jamison said with a smile as she put her hand on her heart trying to make it calm down in some type of supernatural way. but it wasn't working.

she closed her notebook as she heard the boy talk.

" you weren't answering just wanted to check up on you" he told her. but those words were slightly weird to the girl. they barley spoke.

" well i'm fine" she told him but not in a bad tone more in a smile one.

the ghost hated it.

" we're all going out to lunch. i volunteered to ask you if you wanted to come" the blond boy said to her. " well thanks for volunteering" she smiled. " so is that a yes" he asked her.

she pretended to think for a moment as he looked at her.

" well i guess since you insisted" she told him. " i didn't even insist" he told her speaking with his hands. " i swear i heard some insisting in your tone" she told him getting up.

" you've been hanging out with chloe to much" he told her. " and now your starting to sound like noah" jamison pointed out as the boy got up from his seat.

" that's crazy" he told her.

" no miles it's not" she said to him before the two of them left the trailer leaving the ghost in shook.

it reached across the table to look at the notebook as it was able to master up enough strength to open it up and read the last entry.

the ghost scanned its eyes on the words as the air shifted around it. the invisbale girl couldn't find out about this.

no matter what.

━━━━━━ 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐰𝐞𝐬 !
someone play one last time by ariana grande