Dead Tears

A/N: Alright, so college has been kicking my ass. Lol. Plus I forgot to get the files for my stories from my home computer before I left. Smart right? So when I went home for thanksgiving I made sure to get them. Sorry it took me so long! More update should be coming. Just not within the next two weeks. Finals are next week and I really need my face in a book for a while. Lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! And I can't say this enough, thanks for the reviews and rates!

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Chapter 6
It Would Have Killed Me

That made me feel even worse about what I had said before. He died saving his mom, and I just said that his mom didn't give a damn about him? God, I'm a dumb ass.

"Yes you are." He stated as he walked back over and sat down on the bed, resting against the headboard again. "See my mother and father never really had a good relationship, the reason that they even stayed together was because of me. They would argue all the time, throw punches and stuff. The cops had been called to our house many times over the years. One day, dad couldn't take it anymore, said the only he was going to get rid of mom was to kill her. So he got the gun out of the drawer in the kitchen and aimed it at her. Well my friends and I had just gotten back from going to the beach and were walking in the house when his finger started to draw back on the trigger. She was near the door that we were coming in, and I just ran. The angle that bullet was at made it go right through my lung and hit my spinal cord." He paused for a moment. "I was in the hospital for a few days, one of my friends had called 911 when we entered the house, so they got me there before I died, but it was too late as it were. I died at the hospital, my mother clutching my hand and my dad behind bars." The brunette let out a sigh as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I am so sorry. I didn't know. I wouldn't have said anything if I knew what had happened." I moved onto my knees by his side, hands clasped together in front of me, pleading with him to forgive me. “I am so sorry.” He brought his hand up and waved it off.

“Forget about it. You didn’t know.” I gave him weird look for moment, he just like bit my head off and said so many mean things to me, and he’s just going to let it go like that? With confusion still plastered on my face, I moved back to rest my back against the headboard, pulling the photo album to me again, looking through the pictures of myself and my friends.

“Do you really think my mom has a problem?” I asked flipping another page in the book. Gabe looked over at the glossy pages and nodded, a smile lighting his face.

“Yeah. I don’t think my mom even knew that I had lost my virginity. Your mom probably spied on you or something.”

“She did not! And even if she did she would have thrown me out or something.” It was my turn to cross my arms over my chest, pouting slightly. “She hates gay people.”

“Whatever. Its still weird, kid.”

“My name is Cayden! Not kid!” I growled out at him. He shrugged his shoulders, raising both of his arms to rest them behind his head as a kind of pillow.

“Whatever.” He used the word again.

“Wait..” He looked out of the corner of his eyes at me and raised one of his eyebrows at me. “You said that people look the way they did when they died. But you were in the hospital when you died. Shouldn’t you be in the gowns or whatever they had there?” He chuckled softly.

“Well, my spirit left my body when the bullet pierced my body. They had me on life support, but I was not home you could say.”

“Your mom gave them the go ahead to take you off life support?” He nodded his head.

“Its not like I could come back or anything. And even if my body could live without help later on, it would be in a coma because my spirit had already left it.” He shrugged. I guess that makes sense.

“So did you have to watch as they pulled the plug?”

“Why are you so interested?” I shrugged my shoulders slightly. “Anyway, we need to refocus on you. So what do we know?”

“My sister hated me, that’s a given. I could have told you that.”

“Your mom has an obsession with you.” I glared at him from the corner of my eye.

“She does not!”

“Does too, and I think that’s all we know. Well along with that your sister’s boyfriend hates you just as much as her, and was going to help her do something to you.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Is there anyone else that we need to check out? Like your boyfriend’s place?”

“Mo would never try to hurt me!” I shouted shocked that he would even think of something like that. He shook his head at me.

“He might not have. But what about his family? His parents, siblings.” His dad did hate gay people just as much as my mom did. Maybe he found out or something. But Mr. Alfredo wouldn’t try to kill me would he? “What about your other friends and their families? Brooklyn? Airen? Or Julian?”

“They’re my best friends and they wouldn’t do that.” Gabe shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t know.” He stated with his eyebrow raised at me, and one of his hands rubbing at his chin. “When I was hanging around watching for a while, Julian did stare at Mo for long periods of time.” I looked at him for a moment.

“Julian doesn’t like Mo like that.” I finally spoke after a moment. Gabe turned his head slightly with an unbelieving look on his face.

“Whatever you say kid.” The blonde next to me stated as he moved to get off of the bed. “Anyway, come on. Lets go to Mo’s house first, then where ever else if we can’t figure it out by then.” Gabe picked up the diary that he had taken from my sister’s room and started to leave. I growled under my breath about spirit advisors, quickly following after him.

We were walking the streets now. Mo’s house was a few streets and a couple blocks over. Gabe was flipping through my sister’s book as we walked, passing by people that didn’t even notice us.

“So did no one really want my case?” I asked finally. It had been bugging me since he had said it when he had blown up at me. His eyes were cast over to me for a moment.

“Yep. No one wanted it.” Was I really that much of a brat that people that didn’t even know me didn’t want to come around me? “But it wasn’t for the reasons that I said.”

“Then why didn’t they want my case?” He shrugged his shoulders, his head going back into the handwritten book. “Fine don’t tell me.”

“I wasn’t going to.” I pouted as I walked next to him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Cayden, you’re nothing but a selfish brat! You know that?! Mom does everything for you and you can’t even help her around the house!”

“What do you know?! You’re never here! Always off with your boyfriend somewhere! I go to school five days a week at 6am, and then go to work right after and work till 10 or 11! I help mom pay the bills! Sure I might not wash the dishes or something, but I do help her, Annie!” I shouted at my sibling standing across from me, my eyes were burning as tears were coming to them. How dare she say I didn’t help mom! I tired my best to help her!

“Whatever.” The girl stated as she turned away from me. “Oh, I forgot, your mommy’s little baby. Don’t upset him or else he’ll start to cry.” Sarcasm was laced through her voice as she spoke.

“Stop it!” I shouted at her. How could she say those things? I was nothing but nice to her!

“No.” She started to walk closer to me in our mother’s living room. “You know what? You should know what people think of you.” I felt the tears start to drip down my cheeks slowly. “You’re so spoiled. Getting everything that you want. Calling out of work to go hang out with your friends or with your boyfriend. Mom never listens to me when I tell her you’re a fag. I don’t see why not. The signs are all in front of her.” She throw her hands up in the air. “I mean, what teenage boy still has sleepovers, where they sleep in the same bed? Tell me Cayden. I mean other then you and Mo of course.”

“Stop it!” I cried as I felt hands coming to grip my shoulders, my sister’s vengeful face in front of my own.

“Cayden! Cayden! Damn it all. Why did you have to make him one of those ones. Just space out for no reason. I hate that.” Gabe’s voice slowly crept back into my mind. I looked at him in front of me then, his hands were the ones gripping my shoulders and the face I saw close to my own, not my sister’s. I raced forward and hugged him. He was rather surprised, stumbling a few feet back as his arms closed around me. This was the first real contact since I died that hadn’t been someone holding me down.

“Gabe.” I sobbed softly, into the other boy’s bare chest. He was warm. I thought that ghost were supposed to be cold.

“Kid. Let. Go.” My spirit advisor stated as his blue eyes stared down at me. I didn’t do as he said though. I needed someone to hug me. I don’t know where my sudden clinginess came from, but I was there now and I needed him to hold me. He panted me on the back after giving off a soft sigh, which I felt as it left his lungs. “Damn it kid. Didn’t you get over your clingy stage when you were alone for how ever long.” That made no sense. I turned my head up to him and looked at him with confusion.

“How was I supposed to get over that? There was no one around that I could feel and seemed just as solid as me.” I stated, my tears having stopped. I sniffled my nose for a moment. Gabe scuffed, rolling his eyes at me.

“Kid. Let go of me.”

“Why?”

“Because I said so.”

“But no one can see us. And I want someone to hold me.” I only hugged him tighter, sure he may get on my nerves whole heartedly but he was warm.

“So!” He scuffed again, trying to peel me from his form in the middle of the street.

“Why are you warm? I thought that ghost were cold.” He let out another sigh as he gave up and stated walking again, with my form still attached to his.

“Because, I told you. Dieing is like a second life. And the second life is like your first life, only you don’t age and can’t die.” I moved myself so I was just curling around one of his arms as he walked, it was getting kind of hard to do a full body hug.

“So why am I not warm?”

“You are kid. The teachers in the plain will tell you all about it. And-” He pulled his arm free of me. “You can cling to whoever lets you there. I’m not a touchy, feely person.” Gabe walked up the front steps to Mo’s house which we had seemed to have made it to in my moment of neediness. I seemed to have gotten on to his nerves. Score one for Cayden. “My score is still higher than your’s!” Gabe shouted from the top of Mo’s steps standing by the door before walking into the house.

“Don’t read my thoughts!” I shouted back at him, as I raced up to follow him into the house of my lover, though a small smile was curving my lips. My body passed through the wooden door, my eyes catching a glimpse of the skater boy turned surfer as he turned the corner at the top of the stairs. Following after him again, I made my way up the familiar stairs, hearing the bickering of Mo’s siblings from them. When I got to the top I took in the activity before me, Gabe was on the other side of them an amused smile on his face.

“You can’t do that! That’s cheating!” Haydn, Mo’s younger brother shouted at the young girl across the bored game from him.

“No its not! See its right here in the rules.” As Lotte, Mo’s youngest sibling, held up the top of the game box that had to rules on it to show her older brother where she had written in crayon the rule that was in question. I had to laugh at that. “See.” Lotte stated proudly.

“That’s not a rule. Its something you made up!”

“Is not!”

“Is too!” Even if Haydn was 8 years older then the eight year old, he acted just like her.

“Mo!” Both of them shouted at the same time, bringing the eldest from his room into the hallway. Mo soon opened the room to his room and looked at the scene in front of him, letting a sigh fall from his lips. My heart sped up as he came walking toward me, his hair pulled back, not even his bangs were falling into his face today, having been put back with pins. He took a seat on another side of the game board, taking turns listening to each of his two siblings.

I had to admit, seeing the three together like this made my heart ache. Why couldn’t my family be like this? We were more distant to each other then we even knew, I realized as I watched the three siblings.

“Lotte.” The eldest started.

“But he was winning all the time! I had to do something!” The girl exclaimed, making Mo give her the older brother look, that made her be quiet.

“Cheating is bad. Even if he does win all the time.” Haydn snickered from the blonde’s other side. If Mo was handsome then his brother was beautiful. I felt bad for thinking it but it was true. The younger brother had the dark brown hair of their mother, the tanned skin of their father. His features, for only being 16 were amazing. His eyes were a dark green like his mother’s with specks of blue running through them from their father’s side, and the small beauty mark on his cheek just added to his appeal. Airen was always trying to ask him out, but he kept chickening out, so Brooklyn finally did it and they were now dating. Airen hadn’t spoke to any of us for a week afterward.

“I can understand why.” Gabe stated, startling me, I hadn’t realized that he had moved. “One of your friends asking the person you like out and them dating? That would have killed me.” My eyes fell on Mo as he spoke to his siblings for a few more minutes, thinking about what Gabe had said earlier about Julian.

“Yeah. It would have me too.” Lotte’s eyes looked up then, looking right at me. A smile came to her lips as she brought her hands up and waved. I felt more then seen Gabe tense beside me.

“Who are you waving at?” Mo asked one of his eyebrows raising.

“Cayden! He’s right there!” The little girl stated happily. “I haven’t seen him in forever! How come he never comes over to the house anymore?” Apparently no one had told her I died. She was old enough to understand. Haydn tensed beside Mo, looking up at his older brother for a moment.

“Lotte, go to your room for a little bit.” Came the middle child’s voice.

“But I want to talk to Cayden! Wait.” Her eyes looked lost for a moment. “Where did he go?”

“Go on. I promise to play dolls with you or something if you do.” The small girl squealed as she got up and ran to her almost closing the door, peaking her head out.

“Remember you promised.” She stated, Haydn had nod before she would close the door.

“What just happened?” I heard myself ask.

“She was able to see us, well you. She didn’t say anything about me.” Gabe shrugged his shoulders. “It happens from time to time.” He started walking over to one of the doors. Mo’s parents room. “Come on kid, we still have stuff to do.”

I followed after him, sparing one last glance at Mo and Haydn before entering one of the most forbidden places when I had been alive.