My Girlfriend's Back

My GirlfriendтАЩs Back
Chapter Three
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got home that evening with the rest of McFly. He turned on a light in his apartment and started calling out for , hoping desperately that she was still there. At first it seemed as though she had left and , and began to worry about .

тАЬSheтАЩs here, I know it,тА? he said.

sighed. What was going on? Why was his friend losing his mind? Why did it have to happen like this? It was breaking his heart to see his best friend acting like this, so frantic, so sure that his girlfriend had returned from her grave.

Then, to everyoneтАЩs surprise, appeared in the doorway of тАЩs bedroom.

тАЬOh, shit! No way,тА? jumped back, frightened.

and were speechless. They couldnтАЩt even move; they were shocked. It was hard to believe what they were seeing. Was she real? Was standing there right before them?

She looked amazingly well, not like how they imagined. She still looked like herself except with less color in her face and life in her eyes. She was as beautiful as always, strangely.

тАЬNow do you believe me?тА? asked his band mates.

тАЬThis isтАФthis is unbelievable,тА? said under his breath.

тАЬ, are you okay?тА? looked at him with concern; he was whiter in the face than she was.

тАЬThis is weird. Sorry,тА? he said as he walked out the front door.

тАЬI canтАЩt believe my eyes. This is seriously messed up,тА? rubbed his forehead trying to wrap his mind around the situation.

There was a long moment of awkwardness. No one knew what to say, or what to do; itтАЩs not every day that someone comes back from the dead.

went on to answer whatever questions anyone had and tried to put them at ease with the situation. It worked in some ways, but it still freaked the boys out to be looking and talking to her like nothing had happened.

and left an hour later, surprised to see that was just waiting outside the door. He eavesdropped the entire hour. He wasnтАЩt comfortable with the situation, but a part of him was curious to know more about it.

removed his shoes and clothes, down to just his boxers. He was ready to climb into bed. stood quietly in the room, wandering her eyes and fidgeting with her fingers.

тАЬUm...тА? he began, тАЬYou can wear one of my t-shirts.тА?

тАЬAre you sure?тА? She bit her lip.

тАЬYeah. You canтАЩt sleep in that,тА? said as he walked over to his dresser and pulled out a clean grey t-shirt.

took it from him with a smile and began to change. cleared his throat uncomfortably. She paused half way through with pulling up her top.

тАЬIтАЩm gonna sleep on the couch,тА? he announced.

тАЬNo, you donтАЩt have to,тА? turned around to look at him.

тАЬI want to,тА? insisted. тАЬBesides, this is a bit weird for me.тА?

тАЬOh.тА?

He grabbed one of the pillows off the bed and a blanket for himself. The bed was all hers now.

тАЬGoodnight,тА? he half-smiled.

тАЬGoodnight,тА? she smiled thinly in return.

waited for to leave the bedroom before she proceeded to change into his t-shirt.

threw the pillow and blanket on the couch, turning off the light with a flick of the switch. He snuggled up, making himself as comfortable as possible. His eyes adjusted to the dark room and his mind began to overflow with thoughts.

It felt like he would never fall asleep.

As the sun began to shine through the crack in the curtains, opened his eyes slowly. There was a delicious aroma in the air and it caught тАЩs senses right away. He sat straight up from his pillow and scanned the room with his sleepy eyes, trying to focus them, to see clearly.

He could hear laughter coming from the kitchen. It sounded like a girl and a boy. got up off the couch, heading toward the kitchen quietly. He felt confused.

тАЬHere, try to flip it,тА? said a familiar voice; a girlтАЩs laugh followed.

rounded the corner and poked his head into the kitchen. He saw grip the handle of a cooking pan while gripped his hand over hers. They flipped a pancake in mid-air. felt even more confused. Was he seeing things?

He cleared his throat and and froze in their tracks. They looked up, embarrassed.

тАЬHey mate,тА? greeted with a smile.

тАЬWhatтАЩs going on?тА? approached the kitchen counter.

тАЬWeтАЩre making breakfast,тА? said .

тАЬтАЩs teaching me how to flip a pancake,тА? added.

тАЬWhy?тА? asked in a dry tone.

The room was intense, quiet and suffocating.

тАЬI donтАЩt know. We were hungry. Thought maybe you would be too,тА? said, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand.

тАЬWell, you thought wrong.тА? stormed out of the kitchen just then, and headed off to his bedroom.

and exchanged a look with each other. What had they done wrong? Why did seem so upset, angry?

sat the spatula down beside the bowl of pancake batter. тАЬIтАЩm going to go talk to him.тА?

тАЬMaybe I should do it.тА?

тАЬNo. Let me, okay?тА? said softly.

nodded her head.

left the kitchen. let out a heavy sigh, wandering her eyes before continuing to cook pancakes.

тАЬUgh!тА? kicked the side of his dresser angrily with his foot.

There was a knock at the bedroom door. He didnтАЩt answer, so took it upon himself to walk in. sat down on the foot of the bed, having gotten dressed just moments before knocked.

тАЬWhatтАЩs wrong?тА? asked with concern.

тАЬDonтАЩt you find this all a bit mental?тА? His voice half-raised with anger and confusion.

тАЬWhat?тА?

lifted one eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest.

тАЬWhat, this whole situation with ?тА? He questioned, lamely.

тАЬYeah.тА? rolled his eyes.

тАЬWell sure. But what are we supposed to do? Pretend like she doesnтАЩt exist?тА?

sighed softly with annoyance. тАЬShe doesnтАЩt exist, . SheтАЩs supposed to be dead.тА?

тАЬYou donтАЩt really mean that,тА? said.

тАЬOf course I do. died three months ago. SheтАЩs not supposed to exist at all anymore,тА? he ran his fingers through his hair.

let out a small breath as he sat down beside . He had always been there for , every painful day since the passing of . He tried his best to give hope, to inspire him to want to live his life happily with or without her. But now, he couldnтАЩt find the right words to say. It seemed hopeless.

тАЬLook, bad things sometimes happen to good people. You lost someone you care about very much, but that doesnтАЩt give you the right to become a right git, you know,тА? rested a hand on тАЩs shoulder. тАЬYouтАЩve been given a second chance, mate. DonтАЩt screw it up because youтАЩre scared.тА?

тАЬIтАЩm not scared,тА? he said, offended.

тАЬWhat are you, then?тА?

There was a moment of silence. ran both hands through his hair and down his face. He was in denial and it was hard for him to lie. knew him all too well.

тАЬI should have been there for her,тА? whispered, pain filling his eyes as he got up off the bed and walked out.

тАЬ,тА? called out for him, but he didnтАЩt listen.

continued to walk away, walking right out the front door, slamming it behind him. jumped when she heard the slam, dripping some batter on the stove.

returned with a sad expression on his face. He shrugged his shoulders, grabbing the spatula and flipping one of the pancakes on the pan. felt her heart ache for . She didnтАЩt think it was possible to feel such sadness, especially while being dead and all.