𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ⇀ 𝗃&𝗍𝗉

chapter eight

chapter eight:: the hotdog story

"HAYES," I breathed out as he stood before me, clear as day. I felt like throwing up.

"I didn't know you were performing here," He told me subtly, "You did amazing. I knew you could sing in front of everyone one day." He then looked at Evan, smiling, "Hey, Evan."

"Hayes, long time, no see," Evan responded, holding my hand now as it shook violently.

I then felt Reggie lean into me to whisper, "Who's that?"

Hayes then looked at Reggie, "Hey, I'm Hayes." Reggie suddenly jumped back a little, causing a laugh, that I never thought I'd hear again, to escape Hayes. Hayes then looked at me amused, "I think I scared your friend."

"Wait, you can see us too?" Alex asked him, "Are you a ghost?"

"Sort of," Hayes hummed, "Are you?"

"Yes!" Reggie exclaimed, but looked at me, "Is he a ghost seer like you?"

"No," I bluntly answered, but looked at the guys as they all looked at me confused, "He's just an Anchor."

"An anchor? What the heck is that?" Luke then asked me, but as I was about to answer the guy on stage spoke again.

"Okay we're going to close out the night with one more group," He said, "Julie and the Fat Ones?"

Alex then glared at Luke, "Really?"

"Dude, my handwriting sucks," Luke responded, "Come on." He told Alex and Reggie before they walked, but Luke hesitantly looked back at me before getting on stage.

Hayes held onto smile as he looked at me, "So, Dawn, I think we should really catch up sometime-"

"Evan, you ready?" I asked Evan, turning my back away from Hayes, watching Evan quickly nod. I didn't want to miss the guys performing, but I definitely didn't want to see Hayes for any longer. Evan wastes no time to grab my hand and pull me out of the coffee shop and towards his car. I hurry into the passenger seat as he got into the driver side, quickly driving off. I groaned heavily once we turned the corner, "Oh my god!"

"He really is Voldemort, because what are the odds that we finally say his name and he just pops up a while later," Evan commented and when I give him a look, he sighed, "Are you okay?"

"Yes- no," I groaned, putting my head in my hands, "Why did he come? Why is he here?"

"Yeah, wasn't he supposed to be in, like, Michigan," He wondered, "Or hell?"

A headache began to form as I just thought about Hayes. What is he doing here? How long has he been here? Did Evan really summon him by saying his name? Why is he here and why now?

"You want to spend the night at my house in case he shows up?" Evan asked as he stopped in front of my house.

I glanced at my house, but shook my head, "No, it's fine. I'm fine," I assured him, "Perfect, even. Just.. peachy."

"I've never heard you use the word peachy before," Evan informed me, "Should I be concerned?"

"No, I just- I got it from Luke," I told him, but glanced back to see him lost by my words, "Luke is one of the ghosts I saw."