A Touch Dead

It felt like hours that I ran through the forest trying to desperately find the spot I saw Chaise. Everything looked the same around me no matter where I looked. I stopped for a few seconds and all I could think was that if I didn’t move faster Chaise would appear before me but as a ghost.



I’m shocked when I find him. It felt like time stopped when I jumped down into the hole with him. I probably should’ve thought about some sort of plan before simply jumping in the hole to save him but there wasn’t any time to really think about it. I’m shocked more though once I get him free from the log and above the water, when he kisses me. I’m frozen for a moment but I kiss him back. A short kiss only because we don’t have much time left, I’m shorter then Chaise is and the water is almost to my chin. “I’ll hoist you up, and then you can pull me out.” I brush my hand across his cheek, looking at the gash up on the side of his forehead. It doesn’t look too deep; I’m relieved to know that he is, for the most part, okay.



“Okay, get ready.” I move and take a deep breath, going under the water to see his feet and boost him upwards as much as I can. He grabs onto the ledge and pulls himself over it before turning back around to reach out for my hand. I try to reach him as it is but there is too much of a reach and I’m not tall enough to get a good grasp. I let myself go back under the water and push my feet off the bottom of the ground to help give myself as much leverage as possible as I reach out for his hand. I get a good grip on his hand and he pulls me up over the edge. I can’t help but lay there for a moment just thinking about how close I was to not making it on time, to losing him for good as I try and catch my breath.



After a few moments, Chaise’s voice breaks the silence. “How did you find me?” He questions me, helping me to sit up a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad that you did but I was in the middle of no where in a hole in the ground.” He brushes a hand through my hair, pulling it back from my face.



“I had a vision of you dying and I was desperate to stop it. I just kept running and then I got Morgan to show me the way to where you were. The moment I saw the vision I just bolted out of the apartment, I had to find you. Morgan left me and I just followed my gut and by some luck found you. I didn’t think I was going to make it, everything was blurring together and I could feel the dread coming over me.”



“I really thought I was going to die down there.” The look he gives me explains more to me than his words.



I stand up and help him up, letting him lean against me since his leg is still hurt. “Come on, we can talk more once we get out of this rain. I need to look at your leg and we’ll both get sick if we stay out here.” He nods and we follow my path back as best as we can.



“Let’s go to my place Aiydenn, its closer.”



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As soon as we get inside I kick off my shoes and help him to get his off before I run to grab us some towels to dry off with. When I get back he’s sitting on a chair in the kitchen with his leg out in front of him. I stand behind him and gently towel his hair dry and rest a towel on his shoulders. I’m most concerned about looking at his leg and the cut from where he hit his head.



I grab a face cloth and get a corner of it wet before coming back over to stand beside him. I gently brush the hair back away from his face and dab the face cloth gently against the gash. I do my best to be gentle as I clean the wound out and clean the blood from off of his face as well. “I thought you were still sleeping in my bedroom when I woke up. So I did my best to be quiet as to not wake you. Next thing I know I’m having a vision of you drowning. Why did you leave Chaise?”



I watch him for a moment, looking unsure of himself. As if answering me were going to ruin everything. “I couldn’t sleep. I was up thinking and then it came to me that I knew how to relive Morgan’s death to try and find a detail we had over looked. I snuck into the living room and looked into your mind to see it again. It worked, and pretty perfectly. I was able to see that the guys we are looking for all have matching tattoos on them somewhere, small little bones. But then something happened…I don’t know how but I was pulled into one of your memories. It was such a personal memory, one I don’t think you really wanted me to see and I didn’t know what to do. I was confused about my feelings and ashamed for looking into your memories without asking.”



It clicks to me with the way he says personal that he saw me jerking off to the thought of him. I’m not sure what to say or even do. My hand freezes where it is, and my mind goes blank. It’s like I’ve confessed my feelings without having to even say a word. “Why did you kiss me?” I have to know if he mutually feels something for me or just kissed me out of pity. I take a step back just to give me space in case his response isn’t what I’m expecting, and hoping for.



“That’s why I left. I didn’t really know how I felt about you. I needed some air, some time to think and clear my head. But then I ran into some of the guys involved with Morgan’s death and I don’t know why I thought it would be smart to try and find out where they had Jenna but I did. I had to take off into the forest and then the next thing I knew I was almost drowning. When you jumped in to try and save me it just kind of all fell into place for me, how I felt about you. I kissed you because I feel the same way about you as you did for me in that memory. You saved my life, so it felt like a good time to sort of confess my feelings back.”



I can tell Chaise isn’t really good with being mushier, not in the same way I am at least. But he worded it just fine for me. “I’m glad, in a way you made it easier. I’m horrible with confessions.” I smile at him and take a step forward to gently finish wiping off the last bit of blood from his forehead. I move my hand and gently push some blonde strands back from his face. “I guess we should get changed…we’re just going to get sick if we keep these wet clothes on.”



“Yeah, I don’t think either one of us needs a cold right now. Not when we are getting so close to solving this thing and getting Morgan to leave you alone.”



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I follow Chaise as he leads us down to Morgan’s old room and starts to rummage through the closest, setting out a few things that we could wear. I know they’ll of course be too big on me since I’m not exactly at perfect health right now but they’ll be a lot better then the wet clothes I’m in now. We both just settle for comfort now compared to style and take some sweat pants and t-shirts. Once we are both dressed, and have dried our hair as best as we can we head into the living room.



It’s still earlier in the day but we keep the windows closed, locking out the light of the day. I don’t think Chaise or I have any interest in doing anything today, not after how it started. I’m still amazed that I was able to make it to him in time. Thinking about getting there even just a few moments later makes my heart skip a few beats.



I sit down on the couch and Chaise grabs us some glasses of water before joining me on the couch. It still feels a little bit awkward. We’ve both confessed to having feelings for each other but we haven’t acted on them, at least nothing aside from the kiss. I’ve never been very forward with my feelings; I mean I wasn’t actually even able to really confess to him so now I have no idea on what to do. I know I should tell Chaise about before when I was doing the laundry and Morgan feeling more real. But somehow my mind only wants to focus on what to do about our relationship.



I shake my head trying to clear it from my head before taking a sip from my glass of water. “I think we need to solve this thing soon. The other night, while you were sleeping I did some laundry. Morgan showed up like usual, and it started out as the typical haunting until he touched me. He’s touched me before but that time it felt just like any other ghost. I’ve accidently walked through some before and with them you just get a chilled feeling, and then it feels as though you can breathe. But that night, his fingers, they felt so real against my skin.”



“We are getting close. If we find those guys again they might very well lead us to Jenna. She’s got to be the key to this.”

We fall into another awkward silence, both of us just taking sips from out drinks staring at the wall or out a window. I’m not fully certain what I should do but I know I should do something at least. Before our kiss and confession things were never awkward around us, we were both comfortable with each other. I want to touch Chaise, confirm he’s here with me and he feels for me what I do for him. I just have to be bold, make the first move for once, and forget about all of my insecurities.



I lean forward and put my glass down on the table and slowly inch closer to Chaise until our thighs are touching. I reach out and turn his head towards mine as I lean forward. “If we’re going to sit in silence we can at least be doing something.” I mummer as I crush our lips together. The kiss was fierce and passionate, both of us fighting for control. Once we break for air I move quickly from beside him so that I’m straddling his lap and again crush our lips together at bruising force. I run my hands through his hair and then let them rest around his neck. His hands run down my back, causing me to shiver slightly as they come to a rest on my hips. He gives me a little tug forward, deepening our kiss but also allowing my arousal to rub up against his through our jeans.



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Hey everyone, I\'m sorry we dropped off the face of the planet. Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)

Things have been busy over christmas and new year, but it\'s starting to slow down for me now, giving me a bit of a break and some more time to myself which is fantastic and means more time to write!

Next chapter will be out much much faster then this one was~

See you next time :)