Your Boyfriend's Back...

God, I miss you, Sunshine…

I said, laying next to you in their bed. It had been nearly a year since I drowned in Lake Hollow. I refused to move on. I can’t stand the thought of leaving you behind. They need me—even if they can’t see me. You has the survival instincts of a dodo, I swear! I have to subtly nudge their water towards them, or I don’t think they would ever drink any. When I was alive, I would have refilled it for them. It was the little things like that that I missed the most. Being there, taking care of you being near them.

I wish I could take care of you again…

I said wistfully. I couldn’t feel pain anymore, not physically at least, but I ached for you. To touch them again, smell them, cuddle them, anything…just sitting next to them one more time. I would sell…

Your soul?

I grinned, finishing Milo’s thought. If a ghost could jump, he did. I chuckled laying behind him, my large, shadowy body taking up far too much space on the bed. I reached around Milo, tucking a piece of your hair behind their ear, or I tried to. It was incredibly frustrating to be unable to touch them when they were right freaking there!

I had been following Milo and you around for months now, transfixed by Milo’s devotion to you, or at least at first. It didn’t take me long to see what the fuss was about. You was incredible. By far the best mortal I had ever met. I wanted them…so damn badly.

Ready for a deal, Ghost Boy? How long before you forgets about you? How long before you dies, too? What would you give for more time? Be mine, let me share your body. I’ll even patch it up for you. Your corpse is still at the bottom of the lake, by the way.

I said with feigned indifference. Oh, I was invested…achingly so.

Have another chance at life. You can be with you all day long…but at night…at night…

I put my mouth very close to Milo’s shadowy ear.

At night…your body is mine. I gain control of the meat puppet, and you become the watcher. Take the deal, Milo…

I stared at you. My breath would have caught if I had had breath left. My heart would have slammed in my chest, and I would have trembled, but I couldn’t. I was dead.

Okay…you have a deal. But you can’t hurt you in any way!

I said firmly, turning slightly to look at the giant demon who had introduced himself as Covet half a year ago. He constantly followed me, asking questions about you.

I grinned, showing rows and rows of razor-sharp teeth in my void-like face. My red eyes glowed brighter with sheer unadulterated glee. My voice dropped an octave and became deeply predatory.

Oh…I don’t plan to harm a hair on precious your head. Come on, lover boy. We have a body to raise from the dead.

I snapped my fingers, and Milo and I disappeared from your bed.

See you soon, Darlin.’