"You're doing what?" I roll my eyes as my brother still has no clue what the hell I'm talking about. We're in the kitchen and my brother is sitting on the chair, still on his phone but his eyes are on me since he thinks I'm totally crazy as fuck. He knows about the whispers in my head, but this just freaks him out.
"John, I know what I'm doing. I just need you to tell mom I'm sick tomorrow okay?" My brother, the twenty-one-year-old who still has one night stands with girls and don't even call them for even one minute. He moves on with one girl and another. He's the boy who has the name of a "fuckboy." I shake my head as I grab a water bottle and try to explain it to him all over again.
"Savannah, I don't know. You sound crazy and I'm not sure if you should even tell me this because I want to take you to the doctor now." He stands up and puts his phone in his pocket and grabs his keys.
"John. Please! Just do this for me. I won't tell mom about you bringing a girl into the house and fucking her in mom and dad's room." John's eyes go wide and that's when I know I got him. I cross my arms and put a mischievous smile on.
"How the hell do you know about that?" I roll my eyes and ignore the fact that my brother still doesn't know what time I come from school.
"I was in my room, John. I heard you banging her pretty hard. You do realize the walls are kind of thin. Also, next time you bring a girl over, check all the rooms before you actually do something stupid John." John shakes his head and looks down at embarrassment. My poor, stupid brother.
"Fine. I'll tell mom you’re sick for tomorrow but that's it. Next day, your back to school. You need to get into college Savannah. You're seventeen for Christ's sake." I roll my eyes and try to figure out what I'm actually gonna do in the future. I don't even think I want to become anything in the future. I'm a pathetic seventeen-year-old who just wants to figure out why this voice is bothering me!
"And you need to stop messing with poor girls John. What happened to the guy who thought true love was only with one girl? Now I see you with girls that I don't even know anymore! Oh no, please tell me they're not prostitutes or something. You don't waste your money on them, do you???" John flicks his middle finger up at me and I laugh.
"No, you idiot. I just changed okay? People change and don't go back to who they were before. I gotta go Savannah, I got a date." I make a barfing sound and walk up to my brother to hug him tight and whisper one thing in his ear.
"Just don't forget about me okay?" My brother lets me go and looks in my eyes. I shrug and walk away.
"I can never forget about Savannah for just one girl. You're my little sis. I gotta go okay? Love you."
"Love you." The words leave my mouth and my brother, as well as the door, shuts with a noise. I groan and sit down on the couch and grab the TV remote.
"Nice brother, most brothers don't even say "I love you" to their siblings. I hope you actually love him back as well." I roll off the couch and hide under the table and look around to see if I'm turning crazy or maybe this is actually a voice. I hold the remote as some weapon that can save me from this shit that's happening to me. John was right, I'm fucking crazy.
"I uh. Uh..." I'm mumbling words out of my mouth as I try to figure out what's really happening here.
"Scared?" I shake my head as I continue to stay down under the table as some soldier in the war.
"No."
"Then why are you hiding under the table Savannah?" I drop the remote and it makes a thump as it hits the floor. He can see me. He knows who I am and I know for sure I didn't murder this guy.
"I'm hiding under the table because you're creeping me out! Leave!" I slide over and get up from laying down on the floor. I grab the remote and still hold it as a weapon. Is it not too late to call John for help, right? Ugh, he might be banging a girl right now, so of course, it's late. Why the hell do I have a fuckboy for a brother?
"I can't leave. You promised. Help me and I'll leave. Also, those shorts look fucking sexy as hell on you." I sit up right away on the cough and cover my legs with a blanket. Damn me for wearing short shorts in the house.
"Okay, you pervert. I'll help you. Only if you tell me your name." The voice laughs and I'm honestly freaking out.
"My name, huh? If I tell you my name, you'll help me?"
"Promise. Now, what is it?" I wait for the voice to tell his name and how I can actually help him in this situation.
"It's William." I pause for a moment and think about if I know any Williams and I know for sure that I have no clue about any Williams.
"Nice name. What does it mean?" William laughs since I know for sure that I can just google what his name means on the internet, but I somehow want to know.
"It means “will” and “helmet.” What does your name mean?" I cross my legs and think for a moment.
"I know it means something. Honestly, I don't know and I don't care. I don't think I even want to know what my name means because I like it to be a secret. I want to think of a meaning for my name myself, not just have the internet telling me."
"Smart. Anyway, I want you to go to my ex-girlfriend's house. I'll tell you the direction. Now get in the car and let's do this."
"Oh, hold on for just a minute Mr. Crazy Pants. What if your girlfriend is crazy and would maybe just kill me? Plus, what if she asks me how I know you?" William laughs and I know for sure he's probably thinking for a minute before he says anything stupid. Like he hasn't said anything stupid yet.
"Don't worry. And if she asks, just tell her you're my cousin." I roll my eyes and try to imagine what the hell he looks like to see if he would actually look like me. I know for sure cousins should look at least the bit alike.
"Ugh, what's her name?" I stand up and think if I should at least change since I do look like some slob right now who just got out of bed.
"Jennifer, also you’re fine. Don't change." I pause for a minute and replay those words he just said.
"How did you?--"
"I can read your thoughts. Now let's get out of here." I fold the blanket and put on my sneakers and a light jacket while grabbing my keys. I open the door and lock it as I look up in the night. It's not that dark so if she does kill me, at least someone can actually see what will happen. I open my car and start it as I buckle my seatbelt.
"Directions, William." I back out of my driveway and wait for him to tell me where the hell his ex- girlfriend lives. He tells me the address and I put it on my phone as it tells me the directions out loud. Here with go. In the world with a girl looking for a ghost's ex- girlfriend. Wonderful...