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Sleeping with a ghost
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2024-10-29 19:42:56David woke up to discover he was now scooping a pillow and Nevaeh was gone. He felt simmering anger, he threw the pillow away and underneath it was another letter containing the same write up from the previous morning.
Now the whole drama was puzzling and strange. After their conservation yesternight, she still left without informing him. What kind of game was she playing? Where is she rushing to the early hours of the morning? Could it be to meet another boyfriend or her parents before they woke up? Why does she not talk about herself? Where does she come from every night? What does she spend her day doing? How come her first name is the only thing he knows about her? Why is the sex so pleasurable and interesting like it wasn't of this world? How come a birthmark on a dead girl was on her at exactly the same spot? Is it even possible? All these questions and more rushed through his head and not even one could he provide a reasonable answer. Still confused and in searchRelated chapters
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"Peter, please don't do this. You are not even sure of what you are saying…" she turned to Nevaeh "Please tell him you didn't kill his brother" she pleaded but Nevaeh remained calm and quiet. Deep in thought, not even scared of the man with the gun."Judith, get out of my way or I will shoot you before her?""Stop calling me Judith!" she screamed, "My name is Heaven!""You think I don't know that?" he snorted a laugh."You do?" she asked surprise written all over her face."You are Heaven? My sister?" Nevaeh asked herself shocked to the bones."A Medium I met in the hospital told me everything about how you entered the body of Judith when she had that accident…""Then she must have told you I'm here because I wanted to see you again. I want to feel your love once more, feel you on the inside of me. I want back those precious moments we had together" she said approaching him gradu
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The key clicked and slowly the door gave way. They both walked into the darkroom with Nevaeh in front. Behind, Peter could restrain himself no longer. He wrapped his hand around her and pulled her close. She allowed her handbag to fall off before turning to face him and slid her hands through him for a tight embrace.He rested his chin upon her head and drank in the scent of her hair. He closed his eyes for a second, lost in the feel and smell of her. Her firm breasts pressed against his chest. His hands came down to her waist.It would be so damned easy to kiss her. They both knew it and when she looked up at him, he could feel the question in her eyes. With their bodies so closely together, their hearts beating faster, it was all he could do to slowly release her. He had to. But when they were at arm's length, he felt bereft.Nevaeh with her go-get-it attitude won't allow such precious moments to slip from her fingertips. She pulled him back
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"Let's get something to eat, am famished" he beckoned on David's neighbour and she walked over."I can see our date has arrived" she turned to her and said "You are welcomed, dear""Thanks" she responded.They both made their orders and Peter asked for a bottle of wine and two glasses. That should keep them busy while they await the food. In about a minute she came with their request.Peter brought out his wallet to pay; a piece of paper fell from his pocket. Nevaeh picked it up.The waitress left and they were alone. Peter opened the wine and filled their glasses. She took her glass and after a toast asked"You went to the hospital today?""Yes," he was stunned "How did you know?""Your result from the hospital, it fell out from your pocket" she handled it back."It is my HIV result""Can I ask whether you are positive or negative?" she said sipping her drink.
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"Oh, thank you! God bless you!" he went over to his back, and paused. Seconds after, Peter felt volts of electricity sizzled through his body. His legs gave way. His hands flailed wildly. He fell flat down. His thoughts scattered. It felt as if a million tiny daggers were touching his skin."Please!" he tried to scream but only a garbled faint noise came out of his mouth. He was confused, his body and mind at odds and he couldn't so much as raise a finger. His brain ordered his hands to stretch into his damned pocket, but he couldn't move a muscle. Panic grabbed him by the throat.Still unable to move, to barely focus, he caught a glimpse of the supposed dead man standing over him. A wicked smile on his lips; terror struck deep in his heart. Again, he felt the volts of electricity sizzled through his entire body. He screamed; pain popped down throughout his body."Just making sure" he heard the standing behind him said.He writhed,
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Two black coloured ceiling fans rotated slowly at the same pace, producing barely enough air for the waiting room. The reception desk was directly under one of the fans. Long benches made from polished wood of about six or seven were arranged in rows under the second fan; facing the reception desk.The air had a repelling smell of drugs and disinfectant. The walls had two colours, divided by a straight line. Down painted lemon-green and white above. The floor is covered in dotted tiles. At the centre of the large room, in a circle on the floor "WE CARE. JESUS HEALS" was written boldly in all caps.A flat-screen TV hung above on the wall behind the reception desk, and from it preceded sweet gospel melodies.Peter sat on the very edge of the third bench; awaiting his HIV test results. He was clearly troubled. This minute he is resting against the bench, the next he is bending over, crossing his legs and uncrossing them. Fear drumming within him.
