A Ghostly Romance

I stared at the book I had thrown at the wall. I felt anger bubbling inside me and threw the notebooks that were on my desk onto the floor. How could he leave me like this? Doesn't he care how how I feel? How much pain I'm in? Obviously he doesn't. He doesn't give a damn.

"I hate you, Michael!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face as I threw my small trash bin across the room. "I hate you so much! I hope I never see your face again!"

I ran to my bed and knocked my pillows off of it. As I tried to throw the blankets off my bed, my feet got tangled and I fell to the floor with a thud. I sobbed into my sheets and pulled a pillow close to my chest. 

"I hate him, I hate him," I whispered into my pillow. I shook my head, knowing that could never happen no matter what he did to me. "I love you with all my heart, Michael. I'd do anything for you."

I lied on the floor, feeling like a hysterical person. I curled into a ball, hugging the pillow closer to me. What was I going to do without him? 

*****MICHAEL'S POV*****

Dani fell asleep quickly, physically and emotionally drained. I felt like shit knowing that I did this to her. I was just happy that since she was sleeping, she wouldn't feel as bad. Well, I wasn't too sure about that. Even though she was sleeping, she was still crying. I hated seeing her like that. I cringed at the memory of her saying that she hated me.  I never knew something could hurt so much. The bullet was nothing compared to that. 

It's for the best...no matter how many times I said that, I couldn't bring myself to believe it. I wanted nothing more than to be with Dani right now. I loved her with all my being. I didn't know a feeling as intense as this was possible, until I met dani. I fell for her instantly. The moment I met her I knew she was the one for me; that we were meant for each other; that I'd never feel this way for anyone else. 

Why am I keeping myself away from her then? I watched as Dani slept, whimpering in her sleep. Her black hair stuck to her tear-stained face. I couldn't let her just give up her life for me. Nothing could come from us being together...no matter how much I wanted it to. But...I loved her. I have to be with her. I hated myself for being so selfish. Was I really going to let her throw her life to waste just so I could have a moment of happiness? 

I yelled out in frustration and punched the wall beside me. My hand went straight through. I looked down at Dani and then at the wall and my hand. This is what was keeping us apart. Feeling defeated, I sat in the darkest corner of the attic, held my head in my hands, and cried.  

*****DANI'S POV*****

I woke up on the floor of my bedroom, my hair tangled around my face. I didn't move. I stared at the closet door from where I was lying. He hadn't come for me like I thought he would. Maybe he doesn't want me...I sat up, pulling my tangled hair into a pony tail. What happens when your soul mate doesn't want you?

I shook the thought from my head. That can't happen. We were made for each other. The only thing keeping us apart is the fact that I'm alive and he's not. A brilliant idea came to mind. I ran into my parents bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet filled with a sorts of medication. I grabbed all of it and brought it back into my room, closing the door behind me. If I killed myself, there wouldn't be a problem anymore. We'd both be dead. We could be together. 

I looked at the different bottles of pills. How much should I take? I didn't want to wind up awake in a hospital getting my stomach pumped. Everyone would think I was crazy. I'd have to go get counseling. I guess I should take it all, I thought. I opened the bottles and poured th pills onto my bed. There were so many...I took a handful and looked at the closet door. 

"This is for you, Michael," I whispered. "For us."

Tilting my head back, I dropped the pills into my mouth and tried swallowing. A few pills got stuck in my throat and tried coughing them back up but they were stuck. I couldn't breathe and I started panicking. This isn't how I wanted to go. I'm suffocating!  I desperately scratched at my throat, but but it was in vain. The pills were firmly lodged in my throat. They weren't going anywhere. My vision dimmed until all I saw was complete darkness.