Lost & Found (Hosie)

Chapter 34: You're fine. We're fine. Stay behind me!

Josie's POV:

Josie almost dropped the book.

"Who are you?" she whispered.

You can call me Pan.

Thoughts: What the hell was happening? Am I talking to an actual book? Oh, my... I'm once again giving a whole new meaning to bookworms.

"Peter? Like Peter Pan?"

Thoughts: Bad time to joke. Then again...

"I meant...", but before Josie could take her question back, black ink started progressively drifting on white.

Unfortunately, not as young as him.

"What do you mean? How old are you?"

It is impolite to ask a book this question.

Thoughts: Impolite? What is this Downton Abbey? You're a fucking book. And yet here I am talking to you. I'm officially going crazy.

"What do you want from me?" mumbled Josie glowering at the white page, attempting to convey her sternness with a grim look.

Nothing in particular.

"Then why talk to me at all?"

I was lonely.

Thoughts: Makes sense... No it doesn't. It's a book. Are books supposed to be social or something? What am I even thinking?

Clearly, you aren't.

"What the fuck. Get out of my mind!!! How are you even doing this?"

I only hear what you intend me to hear.

"Wait... Does it mean I can speak to you telepathically?"

Only if you want to.

"Why me?"

Circumstances dictated it, and I'm not that picky.

"Because I opened the book?"

I suppose.

"Ugh... I can't do this now."

I'm in no rush.

"I need to go..."

Yes. Movie night. I haven't had one in a long time.

Thoughts: Why would books need movie nights? Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of their existence? Why am I even debating this?

"How did you know? How did you know I have a movie night?"

I hear things. Say hi to Hope for me.