“Marlya!! Marlya!! Open your eyes!! Open your eyes!!! Come on!! Come on girl, come on!!” I heard Zayn’s voice.
I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him.
He was staring at me.
I blinked and took a look around.
Apparently I was lying on a bed.
Emma was sleeping next to me, on the other side of the bed.
Louis was sitting at the end of the bed, with his head in his hands.
My eyes were searching for Harry but didn’t find him.
“Zayn…” I murmured.
“Marlya come on!! Open your eyes! Please…” Zayn was stroking my hair.
“But… Zayn… my eyes are opened!! Look at me!!” I murmured.
“Marlya please…” he said disappointedly.
“STOP IT ZAYN!! STOP IT!! SHE WON’T OPEN HER EYES!!” Louis shouted.
“Zayn!! I’m alive!! Look at me!!” I said and grabbed his arm.
But… my hand didn’t touch anything…
I grabbed his arm again.
But... my hand just … it passed through his body!!
I blinked.
This was a dream, right? Or maybe a delusion again.
I sat upright.
Zayn’ face was right in front of me… Just a few centimeters away.
I could feel his warm breath.
“Marlya…” Zayn breathed.
He was staring at someone behind me.
I turned my head back and…
I saw myself lying on a bed.
My eyes were closed and there was a band aid on my neck.
I was dead!!!
But … I looked at my chest movement carefully. I was hardly breathing.
I couldn’t believe it… I was alive… as a ghost!!
I screamed and stood up.
How was this possible?
I walked over to Louis.
“Lou, tommo, can you hear me? Can you see me?” I shouted at him but nothing happened.
“I’m a ghost!!” I yelled and ran towards the door
I couldn’t grab the doorknob.
Could I pass through the wall?
I swallowed and slowly touched the wall. I didn’t feel it. I couldn’t touch anything!
I closed my eyes and stepped forward.
I was standing outside the room when I opened my eyes.
I was at Zayn’s place.
This is a dream, right? No..no.. A nightmare!! I pinched myself but nothing happened.
Guess I was half dead, half alive…
I screamed as loud as I could and then sat on the floor and started to cry.
I was so scared.
I didn’t get what was going on or what had happened to me.
What I had to do now?
How long would I be like this?
Wish I knew the answers.
I’ve never thought my life would end up like this… I always daydreamed about how I would die, the ways of dying… but got shot by my dad’s best friend wasn’t one of them.
I wanted to get married, to have children, to see my grandchildren…
I wanted to live… but with one stupid sentence, at the wrong time, wrong place, I ruined it all.
I pulled myself together.
Crying wouldn’t give me the answers.
I had to be strong.
What happened after Simon shot me?
Where was Harry?
Where were Niall, Liam and Katy?
What did they do to Nathan and Joseph and their other mates?
Why was Emma sleeping?
I needed to find out.
I had to.
I was invisible and could enter to any place.
I had to make the most of that.
I stood up and took a deep breath and took a look at myself.
I was wearing my favorite black top and my skirt.
It was kind of funny… a ghost in dress.
I entered the room I was in and walked over to myself.
Zayn was sitting next to me and was stroking my hair gently.
I was wearing Louis’s shirt…
So I guess that I was wearing my favorite dresses as a ghost…
I walked over to Emma who was sleeping.
I noticed a small wound on her wrist.
I looked closer.
It was an injection mark left on her wrist.
They had injected her drugs? Why?
I remembered her reaction when Simon shot me.
Probably it was for the best.
I sighed.
“It’s my fault! All the things that happened to her, it’s my fucking fault!” Zayn said to Louis, more to himself.
“No it’s not! Zayn it’s going to be alright… everything will get back to normal again. I promise.” Louis was trying to comfort him.
But what he said, was just a lie and he knew it.
“It is!! I was the one that left her alone with Harry in the party. I was the one that didn’t take her home after those…” he stopped talking.
I bit my lips.
Louis sighed and turned to face Zayn.
He patted Zayn on the back.
“It’s going to be alright mate…” he said.
“Yeah? How?” he snapped at Louis.
“I don’t kn..”
“Then shut the fuck up Louis!! Don’t give me bullshits! I couldn’t protect her! I’m a useless bastard! Look at her! She was laughing with us yesterday and now…” he pointed at me and… he… he cried.
I couldn’t take it anymore and just burst into tears.
Louis frowned and kept patting Zayn’s back.
I walked over to Zayn.
I sat next to him and hugged him tightly.
I couldn’t feel his body and my hands passed through him, but I could feel his warmness.
I could feel his pain.
I kissed him on the cheeks and ran out of the room.
I went to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.
I could see myself!
It was just a typical me with no cut on the eyebrow and no band aid on the neck.
I pulled up my top and looked at my stomach.
There were no bruises.
I sighed and got out of that house.
It was night.
I walked on the sidewalk with my bare feet and breathed the fresh air into my ghosty lungs.
Had no idea where I was going.
I could smell the rain… it was wonderful.
As I was walking, Piove started to show up.
I ran to it and read the sign that was hanging from the door.
It was closed.
I didn’t know the London’s streets well so I decided to get back to Zayn’s place.
As I turned around, I heard someone’s shout.
There was someone in there.
I entered the restaurant.
It was dark everywhere.
Someone shouted again.
I stepped forward.
Again and again.
I think I was getting close as I could hear some whispers.
I followed the sounds.
Finally I saw a dim light coming from under a door.
Someone yelled again.
“Shut up Joe!! Do you want the bullet out of your body or not?!” someone whispered.
I entered the room.
Joseph was lying on a bed.
Nathan was lying on the ground and… Sarah was taking out a bullet of his body.
Who had shot him?
Simon?
I stood there for like an hour to find out what has happened to them, but nothing happened.
Just that Sarah took out the bullet finally.
I didn’t know where the others ones were.
I sat on the ground, waiting for them to show up but they didn’t.
So I came out of the room and went out of the restaurant.
I heard a car’s sound that was getting closer.
I turned back and recognized Niall’s black Range Rover.
I stood in the middle of the street and opened my arms.
The car passed through me.
I always wanted to know how would it feel like if you were a ghost and a car passed you.
Now I knew.
I ran to the house as fast as I could.
When I arrived, Niall’s car was parked outside the house.
I entered the house and went to the room my body was in.
Zayn wasn’t there, Emma was still asleep and Niall was talking to Louis who was sitting next to me, changing my band aids.
“I couldn’t find a doctor.” Niall said to Louis.
“What do you mean?! She’s dying Niall!!” Louis snapped at him and pointed at me.
“It’s not my fault that all the doctors were at the hospital!! You know if Simon finds out she’s still alive what…”
“Just stop it… Where is Liam?”
“He’s looking for Simon. Harry’s helping him too. Simon is a coward!!” Niall said.
“If I find him, I’ll kill him with my both hands! He ruined my life! He took my friend from me!” Zayn said and stepped into the room.
So … Simon went MIA after he shot me?
Interesting…
“Zayn you can’t kill him!!” Louis said.
“Oh just sit back and watch me killing him!” Zayn shouted.
“But if you kill him… you’ll die with him, Zayn!” Niall shouted back at him.
What?! What did they mean?!
Emma started to groan and moved her hands.
“She’s waking up.” Louis murmured.
“Man I can’t handle her this time…” Niall groaned.
“I’ll do it.” Louis said and walked over to Emma.
Niall’s cell phone rang.
He went out of the room.
Zayn sat next to me again.
He looked devastated.
“I’m sorry Marlya. I’m so sorry.” He muttered.
“It’s okay Zayn. It wasn’t your fault.” I whispered, even though I knew he couldn’t hear it.
Louis started to hum a song for Emma and held her hands and put them on her stomach.
Then he pulled out a needle from his pocket and injected her.
I sighed.
This was all because of me…
Niall entered the room.
“Liam and Harry are coming here. They’ve found Simon’s previous place.” He delivered the news.
“I like good news.” Louis said.
“I’m going to make some coffee…”
“Bring me vodka, Niall.” Zayn said and cut Niall off.
“Nothing for me, thanks.” Louis replied.
Niall shook his head and went out of the room.
I sat on the ground, next to Zayn.
“Man it was a bad idea to inject her. She could handle it.” Louis said to Zayn.
“Yeah right!!” Zayn snapped at him.
I walked over to Emma and sat next to Louis.
“I’m just saying we should let her wake up this time.”
“No lou, No! If Niall wasn’t there she could kill someone! Thank God Katy passed out and didn’t see what happened afterwards cause we had to inject her, too!!!”
“Zayn, Simon is her father! Do you understand what that means? It means she’s like her father!! It’s for the best to talk to her and…”
What did he mean? I swear there was something wrong with them and I had to find out!!
The door opened.
Louis just stopped talking.
Liam, Harry and Niall with a tray in his hand came in and shut the door behind them.
Niall put the tray on the bed and gave Zayn a bottle of vodka.
“How is she? Did she wake up?” Harry asked Zayn.
Zayn nodded and took the bottle from Niall.
Harry sighed and leaned to the wall, next to the bed.
His shirt was all bloody.
“Did you find a doctor?” Liam asked Niall.
“Nope.” He replied and sipped his coffee.
“Why don’t you call Dan? He’s an ass but it’s better than nothing.” Harry suggested.
“He’s right!!” Louis said.
“I have his number in my room.” Zayn said and walked out of the room with his vodka in his hands.
Harry sat at Zayn’s place, next to me and stared at me.
I crawled over to him and looked him in the eyes.
His warm breath hit my face.
I went closer and inhaled his cologne.
I could smell blood too…
“How is her wound?” he asked Louis and pulled up my shirt and then he removed a bloody rag to take a look at it.
“Not good.” Louis sighed.
“I see.” Harry said.
Simon had shot me in the stomach, right above my belly button.
Apparently someone had taken out the bullets and had cleaned my wound and patched it up but still, it was bleeding.
Niall finished his coffee and put the empty glass on the tray and went out of the room.
Liam lied on the bed and closed his eyes and started to massage his temples with his hands.
“Guys, this is a messed up situation.” He said.
Harry put back the rag to its place and pulled down my shirt.
He was frowning, like he was thinking about something.
“Do you think she would ever wake up again?” he muttered.
Zayn came in the room.
“He’s on his way.” He said in a low voice.
“He’s our last hope.” Louis murmured.

Notes

So.... Will Marlya get back to her life or she has to live as a ghost forever?
Tell me what you think guys!!
I love every single of you!!! xx