Chapter 6
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I had to get the nightshift. I had talked Johnny into taking the nightshift the last time I had it. But this time I had to take it. No matter how scared I was. I had to be able to talk to Michael before this big event happened. Otherwise someone might get killed.
The Lost Boys made it perfectly clear that we were not wanted here. I knew now why so many owners of the Neverland Ranch had failed in the past. The Lost Boys had scared them all away. To protect Michael.
Had Michael really tried to hurt me? In the mirror? Or was that a Lost Boy trying to make me think that it was Michael? Because before when I was passing out, I heard Michael's voice of concern looming over me.
If he was worried why would he scare me like he had? I get ready for the night. Johnny had texted me to make sure that I was okay with taking the nightshift over. Someone had to be on guard. It was my turn.
I text him back that I was ready. And I would be fine. I place on my work uniform. I pull up my hair. Out of all the ways I had imagined meeting Michael Jackson this was surely not one of those ways. Not by a long shot.
I was not even sure what I was going to do with all these gifts I had. What it all meant. Why I was so different from everyone else. Mom would not talk to me. At least grandma was willing to talk to me. When she was not napping. Or arguing with my grandpa.
"Myla do you have to go into work? Maybe you should stay for dinner. And find a new line of work" my mother says as she sets up the table for a family dinner.
I sigh. "No mom. I am not quitting. I have it all under control" I grumble.
"Myla if you see Michael can you have him sign my poster?" pipes up my little sister.
I groan. "It does not work like that! I am out of here before I am late! Johnny is waiting for me so he can go home" I call out as I grab my purse and slam the door behind me as I leave.
I get to work. The guards allow me into the Neverland Ranch. I get to where Johnny was waiting for me outside of the ranch with the keys to the house. It was a beautiful night. I had downed at least five Mountain Dew's so that way I was able to stay up tonight. I make my way striding toward Johnny. He tosses me the keys when I get closer to him. He was smoking outside here on the grounds. He should not be, but he was.
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"You know smoking is really bad for you?" I remark.
He raises his eyebrow at me. "You know nagging is bad for you to?" he jokes.
"Shut up Johnny. Get bent" I mutter.
"Hey why did you want the nightshift. I thought you hated ghosties" he jokes.
He stops me from heading in. "I changed my mind. And I have a little mystery on my hands is all" I admit.
"Really. Tell me more" he says to me.
I shake my head. "I said to much. Go home Johnny"
"So, is that why you were in Michael's bed? Is that the mystery?" he teases. "you want to get back in there and read some dirty MJ fanfic? Oh Michael...." he jokes as he makes kissy noises.
"Shut the f**k up" I laugh as I shake my head.
I leave him there and I head inside.
I get inside. I turn on all the lights that I could find. I did not know what to do next. I find a list of things from Debbie to get done around here. I sigh. There I had it. I would be up all night.
So, I get busy. I had to get all this out of the way so that I could try to get Michael to talk to me. Before long I had it, all done in an hour. I take a little break. Now that it was all done now what did I do to pass the time away?
I get a text from my sister. "Did you see Michael yet?" it reads. I laugh then shake my head. "Go to bed" I text her back.
I place my phone in my pocket. I walk down halls. Feeling restless. I decided to have a snack. I was hungry. I take out my chips from my purse I packed. And another Mountain Dew. I hear it suddenly echo in the empty house. Children laughing. The Lost Boys. They sounded like they were carefree and playing. Maybe they were in a good mood today.
I could hope.
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"Lost Boys? Charles?" I call out as I follow the sound of the laughter.
I run to it than it gets further and further away from me.
I stop running. I pant then rest my hands on my hips. I was getting nowhere. The laughter stops. I lose them. I might as well give up. I swear. I hear laughing again. It heads down the hall to the right. I follow after it.
It leads me to the French doors that lead outside. Then the doors breeze open. I run and run. The cool breeze hits me as I run. I get lead to where the pool was in the front. I see a beach ball floating in the pool. I head over to the ball. There is laugher close beside the ball area.
"Charles look, can we talk? Please? I know you do not trust me. I get that. But I am not trying to make you leave. Or make Michael leave. I want to talk. And I know you know about my powers. And are scared of me. But really you do not have to be scared of me. Please form in front of me. Like before. Talk to me? Please just talk to me" I ramble out nervously.
All that soda pop I drank was upsetting my stomach now from the nervous jittery feeling I was having in the pit of me. Oh god. I wince. No answer now. No laughter. I had my eyes fixed on the ball that was moving about on the waters.
They were still here though I could not hear the laughter any longer. I reach my hand out trying to grab the ball to bring it to the surface here and then I could watch it closer and follow them if they were playing with it still.
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I got so close to grabbing the ball. Suddenly I hear laughter again. "Charles? Please talk to me. Charles!" I call out.
Suddenly I feel something reach out and push me. I lose my balance then fall into the pool head first. I was soaking wet. I swim back up. Feeling defeated. Feeling like a fool. I wanted to cry. My wet hair was all matted in my face.
I swim my way to the edge of the pool. I try to climb out. I was frustrated. I get out of the pool finally. I shiver. I check my phone. Thankfully I had a waterproof case. I needed it last summer due to my stupid little sister ruining my old phone before.
"Gram can you come to the ranch? I need clothing. The ghosts they pushed me in the pool. I am freezing. I can't go back in there soaking wet" I cry on the phone. "I tried but they will not talk to me. Please do not tell mom. I do not know who else to turn to" I beg my grandma on the phone.
"What happened? Can't you all your mother?" gram asks me.
"Please no! She will try to get me to quit" I beg her.
"Alright. I will be right there as soon as I can" she mutters. She yawns. "I was up. I had a feeling you might end up needing me" she says before we hang up.
I shiver then set my phone down. They were never going to talk to me. I might as well give up the ghost as they say. I felt so defeated. No wonder my mother wanted nothing more to do with her gifts I could understand why. All I wanted to do was help but they did not want my help. Not at all.
Tears water in my eyes. I find myself crying now. Wallowing in self-pity. I sniff back the tears. Wouldn't Zak Bagans be so proud of me now? I sucked as a ghost hunter. "I hate this! All I wanted to do was help" I sob to myself.
"Stop crying. I can't stand it when a woman cries", I hear a soft male voice speak up.
I push my hair out of my eyes. I see someone forming in front of me. I see someone is forming in front of me. A pair of golden eyes appear in front of me. He forms. All of him.
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"Michael?" I stammer.
"Do not pass out this time" he laughs softly as a handsome smile crosses his face.
"Why? How?! How come me?" I begin to say.
"Why not you?" he jokes playfully.
I had so many questions. "Did you scare me off the other night? Was that you in the kitchen?" I demand to know.
He shakes his head. "That was Charles. I am sorry about that. I try to protect my Lost Boys they look out for me. They are my family" he tells me.
"I am not going to try to make anyone leave. I just got this job. I just found out about these powers. I swear" I tell him. "Will you tell the Lost Boys that for me?" I beg him.
He studies me. Like he was not sure what he thought of me.
Suddenly the car horn beeps. Gram was here. I glance back at Michael he had disappeared on me. Crap. I was making progress. I rush over to the car where Gram was. She hands me a bag with clothing in them. "What happened?" she asks me.
"The Lost Boys were having fun. They pushed me in the pool" I shiver out the words. Gram bursts out laughing. She shakes her head. "Glad that amuses you"
"Sorry I was thinking back on my first ghost hunt" she remarks. "sure, takes me back" she sighs.
"Do you want to stay?" I ask her.
"I have to go! Your mom was asking questions" she warns me. She pulls out of there after she says that.
I rush in the house. I change into warm clothing. I set my wet clothing outside to dry in the warm summer breeze. This was going to be one long night. I did not know how I was going to manage to stay up the whole night long. I had to. And I was going to do this again the next day. I had to keep trying to reach them.
They needed me.
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