Last chapter :)
"Why are you being so nice anyway?"
"Hm? I told you, right? I'm making it up to you."
"So if I was another person you used to bully, you'd still help me?"
"Well—"I stopped, "What are you getting at?"
"That would be $58" interrupted the cashier.
"Oh uh, hold on a minute" I reached for my wallet and took out my credit card.
I felt a lingering obligation to carry all the groceries and by doing so, I completely forgot our interrupted conversation at the grocery store.
"Now if you could please direct me to your place of stay?"
"Hmm, I don't feel like going home right now" he stretched out his arms upwards to the cold air. I wasn't sure if he meant to do that as part of the punishment but I decided to let it go. It's not that I was burdened by the load. I'm quite strong.
I felt a hand gently tug the sleeve of my jacket and when I looked his way, he was pointing to a park properly positioned in one of the highest place in Amity Park where from there; you could see the entire town.
"Let's go there" he said eagerly. I assumed it was probably his most favorite place here. We had the same taste.
I got to admit. Amity Park still is beautiful despite it being haunted. I sat on one of the benches marveling at the view when I noticed that he didn't follow. Instead, he continued to gaze at the sky, as if he was searching for something. A UFO? Astronomers.
The silence was starting to deafen my ears so I reached for my phone which also happened to be a radio and the first station that it picked up was a news report on yet again, another heroic deed by the greatest hero of all time: Danny Phantom.
"That ghost kid. This town sure is lucky having that ghost boy around." I said in an attempt to start a conversation. He only nodded in reply.
"But you know what?"
"What?" he asked indifferently.
"It seems kinda sad, now that I think of it. Does he have to bear all that responsibility of protecting the town forever?" with that, he continued to gaze at the sky.
"Yeah.. I guess he has to."
Before I could continue the conversation, he began to climb the fencing that separated the safe firm ground from a deathly fall. My eyes widened in surprise.
"But with not a single friend to have fun with, it's kinda hard to find a reason to continue anymore."
I began to realize that he wasn't only talking about Danny Phantom but about himself as well. I didn't like where this was going.
"Sooner or later, everyone will disappear. So why do it still?"
Standing up and leaving the groceries at the bench, I tried walking carefully towards him and asked as calmly as I could muster, "Danny, what are you doing?"
Ignoring my question, he continued, "If he jumps from here, do you think he could escape this town like you did?"
I took his arm, it was cold. "I don't know. But if he were here right now, I'll tell him this: Don't be burdened by what people expect of you. It's your life—err, afterlife. And you have the right to spend it in any way. Yeah, that's probably what I'd say", I said in a comical manner and to my relief, he started to laugh.
Then my anxiety came back again, he lost balance. I quickly pulled his arm, thankful that I was already holding it in the first place, and we both fell to the ground with a thud.
"Well that was cheesy", he was still laughing, forgetting the fact that his whole body was currently on top of me, and I laughed along. "Hey, I was serious", I pouted playfully, "And I was gonna say something cheesier than that if you hadn't interrupted by laughing like an idiot."
"Oh yeah, well, what is it then?"
"That if all he needed was a friend, I'd gladly be there as a candidate." Then all of a sudden, I found my eyes locked with his.
I'm not really sure what happened that caused that incident. The next thing I knew, I was already feeling soft lips touched with mine. Oh wait, I think I do. We both caused it: my hand on his nape and his (must have been) unconscious willingness to be pulled into the kiss.
We stayed that way for a while until Danny, abruptly shivered out of the blue, came to his senses and quickly got up.
"Oh what were we doing?" he said, again, more to himself than to me.
Blushing darker than he did before –which made my heart skip a beat—he scrambled to the bag of groceries temporarily abandoned on the bench near us and without a minute to spare, walked swiftly into the darkness.
"Hey, Danny. Where are you—when will I see you again?" I could hardly make up the shape of his back stopping for a second. I narrowed my eyes to get a better view as I got up.
"You'll see me again… and thank you"
The first thing in my mind was to run after him and I did. But the darkness impeded my vision and before a minute could pass, he was gone.
I never did see him again that night. In the same stance that I had before that fateful encounter, I strolled back to the dreary streets of Amity Park and found that it wasn't that dreary anymore. Parts of it still smoking from what seemed to be caused by a blast of ecto-beam, I guessed the ghost-boy had succeeded once again in defeating an enemy ghost.
The sun was starting to peer out from the horizon and I saw, for the first time in years, what Amity Park looked like by day and it never did change. From a one of the buildings I saw the figure of a boy glowing from the rays of the sun sitting on the edge with his legs swaying lazily which indicated his good mood and for some reason, I couldn't help but smile.
Thank you for reading. bows