Chapter 3

Illegal (3) Kissy

I was startled when I heard something crackling. My eyes widened immediately, I was still afraid of things I could not see.

Eh? Ghost?

I looked at the clock and saw "3 Am." I said seeing the time.

Devil's hour! I don't know but that's what I know. Mommy used to tell me never to wake up or go to sleep at that time because someone might pull my leg. Lol.

I slowly stood up and looked around. I don't see anything weird or am I just paranoid?

Fuck it! Will I still stand just to turn on the light switch? I don't want to stand up. I'm scared of course, I'm still young.

I do not want! Maybe there is... There is... GHOST!

I stood up and slowly walked toward the light switch when I heard a crash in my bathroom.

"Fvck!" I shouted and quickly left my room and went down the stairs.

I don't have a care anymore if they see me wearing a bra and panties while holding a big stuff toy. All I knew was I had to get out of my room!

I went straight to the kitchen and saw that the refrigerator was open. I even widened my eyes to see if our refrigerator was really open.

God! Don't let a ghost open that!

I took the spoon from the sink and walked over to the refrigerator.

I heard someone moving it so I quickly closed it and hit the empty one with a spoon!

"Shit! Fuck!" I was stopped by someone. I stepped back slightly and peeked at whoever it was.

Does the ghost hurt?

"Kirk!" I slowly lowered the spoon and helped him to his feet.

Two strike Cassy! You already have two of him. But it's not my fault! This man's showing up immediately and I even mistaken him for a ghost and a thief.

"Ohh! Sorry! I'm sorry! I thought you're a ghost-"

"It's okay." he said and sat down on a chair in the kitchen and grabbed his arm I slapped.

"I'm really sorry. Geez!" I took some ice from the refrigerator and put it in a plastic bag and putted it to his arm.

"Wait. Just wait for me." I went straight to the bathroom in the kitchen and picked up a robe there and put it on before taking the kit.

I took the plastic from him and put it in a cold compress.

"Here!" I gave him the cold compress and stared at him while he was doing that.

He was wearing only a white shirt and boxer shorts. Ohhh! So hot...

No no no! Rephrase it.

"Are you okay now?" I couldn't help but ask him. I hurt him again for the second time. It's not my fault really.

"Yeah. I think." he stood up and put the cold compress in the sink.

Hays! I have to check first to see if I'm going to hit the person, because the ghost won't get hurt when I hit. Duh Cassy!

I sat on the sofa first and arranged the pillows there.

"What are you doing?" he asked when he saw me lying on the sofa.

"Ahm. Sleep?" Obviously, more questions?

"Why is that?" he asked and sat down in front of me.

"There's a ghost... inside my room." I said and gently hugged the bear that Daddy gave me when I was 12 years old.

I named this bear, Patrick. It reminds me of him. My father. Patrick Balenciaga.

Hmm? We are the owner of bags whose brand is Balenciaga. They named it Balenciaga because of our surname.

Told yah, we're rich.

"Ghost?" Kirk asked me and I just nodded.

"Ghosts are not real."

"They are." my defense. What am I, stupid? Ghosts are real, there are only really bad and good intentions.

"Maybe, it's just your imagination."

"What do you think of me? An autistic?"

I couldn't help but sit up because of what this man was saying. I didn't really see what I heard because I went down immediately.

He's insane too.

"Easy. You said that, I didn't." he said and suddenly laughed.

Sexy laugh. Dam, is that what I'm thinking?

"Tss." I said and stood up.

I walked back to my room but I couldn't help but think of the crashes and crackles.

It's really ghost...

"Wait. I'll join you." Kirk walked me to my room first.

Why does he know my room?

Maybe, Mommy said.

He opened the door of my room and rolled his eyes there.

"There are no ghosts." he said to me.

"In the bathroom." I said while still hugging Patrick.

He walked over to my bathroom so I couldn't help but hide from the bear.

He went in there and I just sat here on my bed.

He came out of the bathroom with,

"Arf arf arf."

A dog?

"Is this yours?" he asked while showing the dog.

Shih tzu?

"It's cute." I said and took the shih tzu from his hand.

Wow! It has anice fur.

Wait, where is this from?

"This is not mine." I said while the shih tzu was still being held by me.

"Maybe no one owns that. Or maybe it disappeared and just landed here."

"Really? In my bathroom?"

Impossible!

My room is on the 3rd floor and it can't be climbed by anyone. Unless someone enters my room and puts that dog in my own bathroom. If so, did that person see my body? My gosh Cassy!

"I'll just took her."

I said while I was still playing with its feathers.

"Hmm." he replied and shrugged.

"What can I name it?" I said as I laid the dog on my bed.

"Kissy."

I turned to Kirk when he said that.

"Kissy?" I asked.

"Yeah." he replied and sat on my bed as well.

"Why Kissy?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing..." he replied.

I thought for a moment before nodding at him.

"Alright then, I'll name this dog, Kissy!"

I put the dog down on my bed and it suddenly ran.

"Hey? Can't you sleep?" he asked me.

"Geez!" I turned to the clock and it was 3:30.

Maybe I won't come to school tomorrow.

"Are you still coming in?" he asked and I just nodded.

"Sleep now." he commanded me so I turned to him.

I removed my robe in front of him.

He won't be affected because I'm his step daughter, right?

I just looked at him and he suddenly stared.

"Goodnight." I told him and pulled the comforter to go to sleep, "And please just turn off the light when you're leaving, daddy." I said and smiled at him.

"Don't seduce me Cassy. It's very hard to resist. Try me baby. Try me." he said and he turned off the light in my room before leaving.

What was that?

It's like... I'm thrilled and I don't know.