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In the end, we had another long conversation with Lou's father. I guess he understood what it was all about. We waited until after christmass diner before letting everyone know. Lucas's sisters were quite shocked to learn it.

But they quickly accepted it. What is it with girls and gay guys? I don't get it...

School starting again tommorow and I already miss the mountain. It was so quiet there... His father still watches us like a hawk, but he let me crash there with Lou. I swear he's acting like a dad protecting his daughter from the neighboor's boys.

I'm surprised my parents even noticed I slept over at his place a lot. I told them the truth and they just shrugged. I don't know if it's because they're ok with it or they've just given up on me...

Lucas' really looking forward to school to begin. He's made new friends, a pair of girls called Jennifer and Mia. I vaguely remember the latter from my music classes, which I'd only taken because it would be an easy A for me. The alternative had been art or drama.

Living with Lou's family is odd. It's so lively, there so much energy, so much noise. But atleast the place is filled with happy memories these days.

In my head, I can still feel him, I feel his emotions, I know where he is most of them time... Mary hangs around him often... I wonder what she's up to. She better not cause trouble with him.

Speaking of ghosts, we never managed to find and banish the wisp that had attacked Lucas. I wish I could destroy it. Make it pay for what he did, almost making a retelling of Mary's death...

I grumble and kick an empty can as I slowly walk back home. My school stuff is still there and it's almost midnight, I won't be able to go back tonight to my boyfriend's house. Guess I've got to spend another night alone. Just like before...

I wish we could just move in together. Without anyone to overwatch us...

I get home, slipping by the back door. I don't want them to notice me. I want to be with him or left alone. That's it.

I don't care about other people. It's what I think just as I crash down on my pwn bed, the one I hadn't seen in the last two days. In this large but oh so dark and lonely room. My stuff is all around me, my guitars, my posters, my furnitures, my stereo.

Everything in here belongs to me, yet I still feel like a stranger in this house...

The End

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