UnTiTlEd ch.2

Ch.2

He ran across the grounds to a park that the trees intertwined and covered the sky making it appear to be night.  As he walked through the path, he turned left and walked away from the path, the sound of the leaves and the twigs breaking as he walked didn't bug him as much as it did the first couple of times.
“Alex... Alex where are you?  I know you’re here,” he moved a tree branch out of the way as he heard the sound of running water.  A soft trickle of water that poured into a creek, he came closer and saw the small creek and play house that was now moss covered.
“This place is more like a forest than a park, since it’s not very open for other people to see this creek that we would play in when we were younger.”  Alex whispered as she sat on the top of the roof looking down at Hiro.
Hiro jumped over the bank onto a rock, then hopped over to the other side where the house resides.  He walked over to the house and touched the wood; it crumbled as he took his hand away, some of the moss stayed on his hand.  He brushed his hands on his pants as he walked around the little house; he stopped when he almost ran into a tree.
“The roots are in the house, pretty soon I’m sure this house will crumble and fall, and so will all our memories in it.”
He looked up at her, and saw the pain in her eyes, the same look on her face as the day he found her that morning.
“Why aren’t you talking Hiro?” she paused as she started to pant, “why wont you talk to me? Are you ashamed to have met me!” she brought her hands up to her face as she cried, she floated down through the roof into the house.
He sighed as he slowly and carefully opened the door as it crumbled in his hands; he ducked down and walked in.
The ground that when he was younger was new wood, now looked like dirt and grass, the smell was horrid but was a new change to what he was use to on the outside.  The roots of the tree were thick and Alex was sitting on the tallest looking away from him.
“Alex I’m not ashamed that I met you,” he walked up close to her and hovered his hands over her shoulders.
“How can you not be ashamed, I’m dead Hiro!  I can’t even make you happy like a normal girlfriend can.”  She brushed away a tear that started to roll down her cheek.
“Alex...” he whispered as he removed his hands from her shoulders, “what’s really bugging you?  You haven’t referred to yourself as my girlfriend for years...” he paused as she turned toward him.
“Is it so wrong that I would, that since I’m dead you don't have the same feelings for me like you use too?!” she yelled at him causing birds to fly away.
“Alex stop it, if you continue this, someone will think there is a girl in trouble,” he tried to grab her arm but his hand went straight through her.
She looked at him in anger, “maybe I should become a poltergeist, you wouldn’t care!” she yelled again as some leaves fell to the ground.
“Alex you know I don't want that!  Why wont you tell me what’s wrong?”  He stepped closer to her as she backed away from him.
“Nothings bothering me,” she mumbled as she looked away from him.
“Fine,” he walked out of the house and hopped back across the creek and through the woods, stopping halfway and sat down on a rock.  He stretched out his left leg until he heard a crack than brought it back up as he sighed.  He looked back towards the house and stood up and continued to walk out of the park.

~*~

The next morning Hiro had his headphones on blaring music that no one could understand all they could hear was the beat.  As he walked through the halls he pressed the next button as he sat down by a classroom door.  As he sat there Alex came up and sat down next to him and leaned her head on his shoulder.
She looked up at him and brought her hand up to remove his headphones, he brought his hand up over hers as she took them off.
He looked down at her and mumbled, “you know you shouldn’t be doing that when I’m at school.”
She closed her eyes as she set them down on his lap, “I’m sorry,” she whispered, she looked back at him, “about yesterday.”
He brought his head up and leaned against the wall and sighed in frustration.
“I know you can’t talk to me when you’re at school, so I won’t take very long... I was jealous that, that girl Monica can make you smile the way you did when we were in middle school.  It made me start thinking that you shouldn’t be bound to me since I’m dead and that you should be with her.”
He opened his eyes and maneuvered his body so that he could get up and as he moved he kissed her so that she could feel his lips.
“Hiro...” she whispered as he walked toward his first period class.  As she watched him, she saw a group of giggling girls walk into the classroom, the girl Monica was with them.  She wasn’t laughing she was looking at Hiro in a menacing way.

~*~

“Class please take your seats!” the teacher sat down at her desk as Monica walked up to her.  “May I help you?” she looked at her questionably.
“I’m new here and my schedual told me this is where I’m suppose to be,” she gave the teacher her schedual.
“I see... well the only empty seat open at the moment is next to Hiro, the boy with the red bangs,” she gave Monica back her schedual.
Monica folded the piece of paper and put it in her pocket as she went to the desk next to Hiro, she looked over at him and he had the notebook open and a pen in hand.

“Her father killed himself, one night when he got fired from his job, and come to find out Alex was pregnant again.  He couldn’t afford to get another abortion for the third time in a row, what he didn't know was, that it wasn’t his baby that she was carrying.”

“Whose baby was it?” she whispered toward Hiro, he stopped writing and looked at her.
“Nosy much are we,” he closed the notebook and put it away as the teacher started the lesson.

~*~

“You’re such a cute baby aren’t you, yes you are,” an older woman held up a child with black hair that has dark purple eyes.
“Granma I’m not a baby anymore, I’m three,” the little boy held up two fingers.
Alex giggled as she watched him, “you’ve grown so much Reita, I’m sorry that I can’t hold you or give you all my love like your father can.”  She looked over at the picture frame by Reita’s bed, that had a picture of her while she was pregnant.

~*~

“Her father took a rope and wrapped it around his neck then stepped off the chair that was holding him up.  He swung back and forth from the ceiling fan as blood dripped on the floor from where he cut his wrists.
As we walked home together, I went in the house with her until she stopped abruptly and screamed when she saw her father.  I turned her away from the sight as she held onto me for dear life.  I brought her outside the house as a few minutes later she got sick by a bush as I called 911.
When they arrived we were sitting on the front steps, my arm was around her and rubbing her left arm.  They asked us to move and we went on the grass, where she told me she was pregnant...”