Outside school, the late summer wind blows gently, making it rather chilly for the time. I'm the only one sitting on the stone bench in front of the school at the moment. I stepped out of class earlier than the others. It's another advantage of my abilities, people don't see me if I don't want them to.

I take another drag of my cigarette as the bell rings, ending the first period of the day. Although nobody else is there, I can still see some residual images of people; In the corner behind the huge pine tree, a couple kiss with passion, a bit further away from me, two jocks annoy one of the school's nerds. 

These are what most ghosts are, just residual emotional imprints left on the world. They fade away with time, but those powered by very strong angst, hatred or love remain longer. There are actual spirits too, but these are very rare. 

I botch the burned up fag on the ground by stepping on it as someone walks up behind me, leaning on the stone bench. 

"I haven't seen you smoke in a long time." The person note and I recognize Mia's voice.

"Only when I'm nervous..." I mutters back, lighting another one.

"Is it about last night?"

I look up at her and she explains; "Lou told me." She then snatches the smoke from my hand before taking a puff.

"Since when do you smoke?"

"I picked a lot of bad habits recently." She answers cryptically. "More importantly, don't you think you're a little young for the whole marriage thing?"

I just shrugs before answering offhandedly "I really don't care about the ceremony to be honest. I just did it for the symbolic meaning."

"What do you mean?"

"I love Lou, I owe him everything good that happened in my life since I met him. If it wasn't for him, I'd probably be dead now... You know, they say 'till death do us apart' but I don't think that would even do it for us. He cares a lot about traditions so that's why I asked him..."

"Wow... you really do like him..." She half-whispers seriously impressed.

"Don't you feel the same about Jen?" I ask, raising and eye brow and stealing back my cig.

She sighs and sit down next to me. "You promise not to tell anyone?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because I don't know... I love Jenifer a lot, but with what's been going on in my life, I don't know if it's smart to stay with her. She knows what I've been doing, but at the same time, she doesn't. I've been learning and doing dangerous things and I don't think I can expose her to it all and I sure as hell can't with a good conscience."

"You're thinking of breaking up with her?"

"I know she'd be fine, she see other people, I knew that when we started dating and I never fought against it, because it's part of who she is. But it's me, I don't know if I can let go for her safety."

She looks down, a pained look on her face as she's clearly holding back tears from falling. I stand up and drag her close to me, letting her head on my shoulder. She cries silently for a moment and I whisper soothing words to her. Once she let go, I kiss her forehead and say;

"Go, talk to her, she'll understand. Talk the issue over, and search a solution together."

She nods weakly and promises me: "I will..."

The End

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