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Teenage Ghost
Josh and Vi walked to the playground near his house. It was past ten at night, the place was deserted. The two swung on the swings for a while, laying all the way back and looking at the stars as they swung back up towards the sky. They climbed on the monkey bars, and played in the fort. They kissed at the top of the slide, then slid down cuddling.
Once they reached the bottom of the slide Josh laid back against the slide, pulling Vi with him.
Vi smiled and looked the stars as she laid on her boyfriend’s chest. She grabbed his hands in her’s and pulled his arms tight around her.
Josh wriggled his hands free and set them loosely on her waist.
Vi bit her lip in annoyance and let out a sharp short breath of air.
Josh ignored her discontent.
Vi narrowed her eyes and sat up and turned to look at him. “What is with you? You don’t want to hug your girlfriend or what?”
Josh shrugged indifferently, his eyes never left the sky.
“You want to break up?” her looks softened.
Josh thought about shrugging again, but instead looked at her. Her tattered black hair fell around her pale face in the moonlight. Her black mascara and eyeliner marking out large dark eyes. Her perfect black lips painted on, making her look like antique doll. Josh sighed, he was deathly attracted to her. The way her face looked, the way her hair fell, the clothes she wore. Tattered lace over crushed black velvet, fishnet stockings and pointy granny boots.
“No.” he finally managed to get out.
Vi smiled at him, and laid back down on his chest. “Then why wont you hug me?” she said looking at the stars.
“I don’t want to.” Josh explained in a plain voice. “I don’t want to do a lot of the things you want me to do. I don’t like the mall, I don’t like being texted twenty four hours a day. I like to relax and sit around my room. I like to go out and think about things.” He reached up and touched her soft black hair. “I know we used to text a lot, but I changed somehow. I’m not the same guy you fell in love with, but I’m still in love with you.”
“How did you change?” Vi said quietly.
“I don’t know. I just feel different. I like to be alone, in the quiet. I don’t like any of this mall stuff. This social chatter of nonsense, of things that don’t even matter. Why should I talk to someone all day and nothing is ever said?” he raised his hand in the air and let it fall.
“So what do you want to talk about?” Vi sat up and looked at him with interest.
Josh looked at her for a moment and the raised the cuff on his dark gray and black striped hoodie. “How about this?” he flashed the scabbed over nail marks she had left in his wrist. “How is that possible, and how did you do it?”