hes gone

shot in the temple and gone.

The ringing never stopped in your ears when Ghost told you the news. Johnny may have died but you stopped existing too.

You barely noticed when Ghost came around more, cooked your meals, made sure you slept and showered. You didn't even notice when he moved in until you tripped over his boots by the door where Johnny's used to sit.

You remember just standing there and staring at those boots for hours until Ghost finally came home and coaxed you into relaxing with a cup of tea.

You dont even like tea.. but it doesnt taste so bad when he makes it.

He doesnt talk much, and you try to listen when he does but it's hard. you tune him out alot like right now.

“I wish that I could take it all away.. And be the one who catches all your tears..”

You look at him for a second and frown. “What?”

His jaw clenches and finally he grabs your chin, frustration and pain and longing in his eyes. “ I just want you to know I've found a reason for me to change who I used to be. A Reason to start over new.. And the reason is you”