Haunt
Emma's black hair blew perfectly with the cold breeze as she looked up at the sky, fully unaware that Daryl's green car was parked next to her blue one. He climbed up to her and sat down next to her on the roof. Emma could feel his presence and smiled, knowing one of her friends actually cared.
“You okay?” His smooth voice rang through her head, she shook her head. Still not facing the blue-haired man next to her. His brown eyes were watching her as she looked down at her lap with her green ones. He laid his arm around her shoulder and let her put her head on his shoulder. He rubbed the side of her arm as she cried into his shirt. This week has been a rough week. At least for Emma.
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The clock rang and the students ran out, throwing their papers in the air. Everyone was now running out of the school. Four people were left in the hallway of the big school. Emma and Daryl had their arms connected while looking at James and Angie. No more homework, no more tests. The exams were over and the four friends had a whole break to spend time together before senior year. The thought of the 11th year flashed through Emma’s head and she tried to shake the flashback away, it continued flashing through her head. She screamed, falling down to the floor. Daryl panicked and tried to shake Emma.
“Emma?!” Angie yelled and James got down on his knees and tried to help Daryl.
“EMMA!” Emma fell to the floor unconscious, the three friends shocked and with their phones in their hands, ready to call 911.
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“Nurse! She's awake!” I heard as James' voice echoed in my head. I open my eyes, trying to get used to the light as my heartbeat got faster.
“Emma..! Try to get some rest. You're in the hospital.” James said I tried to get a ‘why?’ out but my throat was too dry.
“I'll explain later.” He simply said and I closed my eyes, waiting to get carried away into sleep.
I opened my eyes and looked around the white room, I saw James sleeping body beside me. I smiled and reached out to grab him, I shake his hand but he didn't wake up. I shake him again, but the same thing happened.
“James?” He didn't answer or move, I sat up and reached my hand and touched his shoulder. He woke up and placed his hands exactly where I had my hand. But.. his hand went right through mine. I couldn't believe what happened. I started to remember last week and started to cry for the hundredth time. It still haunted my dreams.