《Outcasts》Slow Dancing in the Dark
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As we slow danced, we didnt pay attention until ten minutes before the inspectors came and Norton had to hide in the closet and I had to turn off the music.
"Hide dammit! Hide well!" I yelled softly as the inspectors knocked. After an inspection which lasted five minutes, Norton was safe. Thank goodness.....
"Phew, shall we dance again?" Norton huffed as he got out of the tight closet. "That closet is tight, I hate being in there...Reminds me of being crushed by rocks.."
"Im sorry about the hiding spot, its the only good one in the house." I frowned as I grabbed his hand and put the phonograph back on and we continued to dance until dinnertime. It was now six pm and we decided to have soup and sandwiches for dinner.
"Gosh today has been fun..I wish to have more tomorrow." Norton sighed. "Just to complete the last nine days on Earth.."
"I really dont want you to go.." I worried. "But you have to, and that pains me."
"I know, and I dont want to go, but thats just how God and LIfe works." Norton shrugged as he ate his tomato soup peacefully as I just ate a mini sandwich. I didnt really have an appetite for anything, so I just ate a small half of a sandwich.
"You alright? You havent eaten much.." Norton asked as he offered me a bit of his sandwich
"Nah, I'm fine." I shrugged. "I'm gonna go turn on the phonograph and read a book."
"Alright. I'll be eating my dinner if you need me." Norton smirked as I kissed his cheek, and I instantly got flustered. Gosh why does romance weird me out...Its so..Weird...
"Gosh your so gorgeous, Norton..I just want to kiss you.." I danced as I asked Norton to dance with me as I caressed the ghostly man and kissed him gently as he kissed back. It felt ethereal, it felt wonderful. It felt splendid. Just a dance make out session as peaceful music plays. Is this what love and romance is? Dancing with a loved one, feeling cared for and validated? Gosh, I love this feeling...It feels so pure and wholesome.
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I wanted to dance with him more, but it was getting late. So we headed to bed and just cuddled the majority of the night. I felt shaky again, dammit..
"Please dont leave me like all the others did.." I whispered
"I wont, dont worry. I may be a ghost, but I wont ever leave your side.." Norton whispered back as he kissed my forehead and pulled me closer to him. I felt so damn safe in his invisible arms.
"Im sorry if I wake you up, I just get lots of nightmares.." I yawned as I held Norton close to me, snoring softly in his arms.
"Dont be sorry at all, hon." Norton smiled as he headed to sleep. We just told each other how much we loved each other as we drifted off into a deep deep slumber. It felt wonderful, it felt spectacular.
"Im trapped! Trapped in a hole of emptiness, sorrow and despair.."
"I'll die alone, Norton will leave me soon anyways and no one would love a hideous monster like me." As I curled into fetal position I heard someone yell my name
"Andrew! Please, get out of there, I dont want you to suffer any longer!"
Norton...Is that really you? I tried to run but I collapsed as I fell into the ground, sobbing as many hands grabbed me. "I cant make it out, Norton! Just, go.." I yelled as Norton ran in, and carried me out and I collapsed on him. I felt he was shaking too.
"Y-Your shaking too. Are you scared as well?" I wonderd
"Yeah of course, Ive been there, plus I'm scared your gonna harm yourself."
After that nightmare, again, I held Norton tighter, and he held me tighter alongside.
"You got a nightmare?" I yawned
"Yeah, first one in a while considering I dont sleep often." Norton yawned as he kissed my lips gently. "God I dont wanna expire from this world, but I dont want to leave you behind."
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"I understand, its okay. We'll meet one day once you go." I said as I kissed him gently. We both later fell asleep after a deep talk about death and such. Twas a fun talk about deep things like that, and Im glad I found someone, despite the fact he's dead, that I can talk to about the dead. Its facinating to talk to dead people about the dead, knowing what they looked like and what not, Norton told me a lot about himself, he was fairly popular, despite being in the working class. He had four younger siblings and he was the oldest. Must be stressful. I wonder how his family is doing?
I wonder what would have happened if he got out? But no, I dont want to imagine that.I wouldnt have met him, I dont give two shits if hes a ghost, I want to cherish these memories I have with him, I love Norton and Im scared about what will happen on the 27th.
When I woke up, I was greeted with the smell of eggs and bacon alongside coffee.
"I didnt know ghosts could cook..." I groaned as I got into some comfy clothing and headed downstairs to get some food. I didnt really have an appetite, so I just got myself coffee
"Aw man, you arent hungry?" Norton sighed.
"I'm not eating food made by a ghost." I shrugged. "You can have it."
"Damn, alright then." Norton sighed as he ate breakfast. Two pieces of bacon and two eggs. I dont really have an appetite really, so I just let him have the damn breakfast. Not like Im gonna eat it anyways, Ive lost my appetite for breakfast, and I hardly eat breakfast. Damn, food is weird.
"You off again from your shift?" Norton asked as he put the dishes in the sink
"Yeah, off till tomorrow." I said. "Wanna just talk about our favorite books and play in my back yard?"
"Id love to, its never boring with you." Norton smiled. I put my coffee away and we got a book we both read, and got some notes as we talked about the book, kind of like a book club. How fun...We talked about psychological horror books and other genres, and Norton really likes the fantasy genre. How interesting...
"Say, wanna just watch the sky outside?" I asked.
"Thats all you do? Jeez, I would ride on the swing!" Norton laughed
"Look, I only have one swing, okay!?" I groaned as I got a blanket, a cigar and lit the cigar as Norton got on the swing and swung around. I decided to get my camera only to realize he's a ghost, and he cant be seen in the camera. How sad, hes so gorgeous...
"After your on the swing, mind if I go on? I want you to take photos." I smiled as I put the cigar out.
"Of course, Andrew. I'd love to take photos of your beauty." Norton smiled as he jumped off and grabbed the camera from me as I swung on the swing. Photos were taken and I felt happy, gosh it was splendid.
"These photos turned out so well, you should so frame these. I wish I was visible however.." Norton said as he began to frown.
"Hey its okay, your visible to me. It dosent matter if a camera cannot see you, I can. And I can treasure these memories like the camera can treasure them too." I smiled as I caressed his teary face.
"Thank you, Drew. Your an angel.." Norton smiled.
"Sure I am.." I giggled as I kissed his teary cheek. A ghost who can feel emotion...How interesting..
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