Maybe, we could’ve had that
That’s truly amazing, I love this. This is my first officially co-writing fic, bless Miranda @lunambar for being so open to all the changes I bursted out of nowhere haha. For you, a little text:
We live in different time zones and speak different languages, our contries are very distinct fom each other but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m always here for you, how maybe not physically but I’m on your side whenever. I love you, M💛
And for you, I hope you enjoy our fic!
Ámbar is bored, she can't believe she spent her Halloween night with the two dorks, by the bright side Simón is also there so this night it's not a total waste. Anyway, Halloween might is never boring, she waits all year for that, it can't be blank because Nina didn't want to go to the Halloween party, Ámbar would make it remarkable somehow.
"Luna, why do you need to go home now?" Ámbar asks watching the small kids running around, she eyed Luna. "Are you scared of being out after 10 PM on Halloween?" She smirks, Luna shook her head.
"No," Luna is scared of being outside late night. Her nightmares are already enough to get her scared, of course, she wants to be home before it's late. "I'm just tired." Luna pauses looking to her friends, they clearly don't believe her.
"It's okay, Luna." Simón says, then turning to Ámbar whispers. "Bonita, we can leave Luna and Nina and go somewhere else." Ámbar bits her bottom lip but she isn't ready to give Nina and Luna a break, not after making her night so boring.
"We can get home alone, I don't want to bother." Nina clarifies making Luna wide her eyes, shocked. Ámbar watches the kids again, noticing every kid avoiding a certain old house. This is about to get interesting.
"No way, Nina." Ambar fakes a smile, Simón frowns at her. "We just need to make a small stop."
"A stop?" Luna questions tilting her head, while Nina realizes the danger in the question before it escaped Luna's mouth. "Where?"
"There." Ámbar points to the old house that seemed even darker than two seconds before, two girls ran through the gate screaming as if they are being hunted by a zombie version of Sesame Street.
"No." Luna squeals in fear, being the small one she could only imagine she is the first to be caught by whatever was waiting there.
"What are you afraid of? Do you expect to grumpy ghost to come get you?" Ámbar mocks, earning a hard look from Simón.
"You don't need to do that." Simón voices trying to make Luna calmer, Ámbar rolls her eyes.
"There's nothing to be scared of. Ghost doesn't exist, physics already explained death is death and dot." Nina vows with a sure in her tone, there's finally some way of proving Ámbar wrong. "Must be people who enjoy scaring others on Halloween, nothing to be scared of."
"Come on, Lunita." Ámbar insists. "Just a little fun tonight. We get candies and run home like you want."
"Okay." Luna gives in, annoyed with the situation so they crossed the street reaching the gate. "Do you at least know who lives here?" That ask gets Ámbar thinking that she actually didn't know who live there, she never truly noticed that house before, it looks so old, grey and weirdly familiar.
"Yeah, an old couple." Ámbar lies, trying to remember any time she saw someone in the house, Simón takes her hand in his. He knocks on the front door and it opened. Luna jumps entangling her arm to Nina who just frowns.
"It's open." A male voice says Luna stepped inside, pulling Nina and Ámbar started laughing.
"That's the lamest thing ever." Ámbar grins walking through the door. The dim light that had in the room went completely dark when the front door closed, making the four turn their back to each other forming a circle.
"Lame?" Another male voice growls, Ámbar starts to shake her whole body, shutting her eyes.
"No no no." She murmured, scaring the girls and Simón who paced closer to her. "It's not real."
"Ámbar?" Simón called standing in front of her with his hands on her shoulder.
"Ámbar?" The male voice tests the name, rolling out of his tongue. "What a small world." Ámbar shivered feeling the voice closer. Suddenly, a candle lighted up in a corner then three more and behind the lights two guys.
"Gastón?" Nina yelped shook and amaze rushing through her body, she can't believe she is seeing him again at the same time she wants to believe it.
"No!" Ámbar screams scaring Simón who can't understand her sudden change. In a second she was making them go into the house, in the next, she is pale and shaking in fear.
"What's wrong, Ámbar? Don’t want to see us?" The guy with curls in his head asked moving closer. Simón switches standing behind Ámbar watching the guy who looked too bright to be human, his image quivering the whole time as if she would disappear in a blink of an eye. The guy also watched him. "I don't know you. I'm Matteo, Ámbar's ex." Simón felt a bit threatened.
"I'm Simón, Ámbar's - " Simón started just to realize he doesn't have a word, Luna saved him.
"I never heard of you before. Are you sure you dated that Ámbar?"
"Until the day I died, I dated that Ámbar," Matteo answers waiting for the brunette to realize what he said. "But she didn't need a day to forgot me." He eyed the blondie with pain in his eyes.
"You are dead? Wait, dead dead?" Luna repeats shocked. "You're a ghost." She states while Matteo watched her green eyes getting brighter. "I can believe you're a ghost. You look too good for this." Matteo tilts his head and she keeps babbling. "I mean, you look good for a dead person. Also, for a living person." Matteo smirks down her.
"Nina!" Gastón recalls loud, making Nina jump noticing him by her side. Gastón was trying to remember her name the whole time, but a dead person's memory is a tricky land to search facts. Luna's eyes widen analyzing the whole scene, she lifted her hand up.
"You all know each other," Luna exclaims excitedly. Ámbar shakes her head heavily. "Simón," Luna called. "How do you know them?"
"I don't-" Simón is clearly weirded out by everything happening.
"I'm out." Ámbar hisses shifting and finally eyeing Matteo and Gastón, her eyes wet. "I can't." She running through the door and Simón follows her. Both ghosts stand in front of the door looking at the couple, their faces showing disappointment.
"She definitely doesn't want to see us." Matteo announces forgetting about the girls behind them for a second.
"Maybe she's not ready yet." Gastón guesses. "She turned her back on death, that's her way of dealing with it."
"Ámbar hadn't ignore it, she listened what everyone heard and tried to keep going." Nina declares getting the boys attention so she asks what really was stuck in her mind. "You've died, I know you did. How? What? You shouldn't be here."
"Nina, it's Halloween. The night when ghosts, wizards, and whatever creature is free." Matteo chuckled. "There is no explanation, by the morning we're 'dead' again and you can't see us again."
"Now another question. You are dead but what happened? You lived in this house?" Luna asks sitting on the floor, she felt calm to see that ghost aren't those horror movies creatures, horrific things starving for revenge.
“We were killed in this house,” Gaston says, looking straight at Nina with dark eyes. “A year ago at a party here. We were killed by Xavi, your ex. He felt threatened by us. So when we were wasted, he used his father’s stolen gun and shot us in a bathroom upstairs,"
By the time he finishes, Nina and Luna are both huddled next to each other, keeping their breaths held in. "Xavi?” Nina asks. “I mean I knew he was crazy, that’s why I dumped him but I didn’t think psychotically crazy."
"Well, believe me. He was,” says Gaston. “From what little we saw of the crime scene investigation, they didn’t want such a terrible story going around own. So they covered up how we actually died by saying it was from alcohol poisoning or some stupid shit like that,” Matteo says. He’s been looking at Luna the entire time. His eyes never leave her face, staring deeply into hers with such intensity. While Luna only stares back at him as well, curiosity taking over her brain of the strange ghost boy who seems to attractive for his own good.
“I can’t believe it, that’s the craziest thing ever. Did they ever put Xavi in jail? Gosh, I hope they did,” Nina babbles. “No,” Matteo continues. “He escaped Buenos Aires without a trace. They had been undercover searching for him, but he hadn’t been under their radar. That’s all I know of it,"
"This is all too much for me. First, I see ghosts then I find out they were brutally murdered by my best friend’s ex. I need a juice right now,” Luna says while rubbing her temples with shut eyes. Matteo chuckles. “Well, there’s nothing more you can do about it. What’s done is done,” he says sympathetically.
Nina looks down in her lap sadly, playing with the hem of her skirt. Gaston floats slowly over to her in an attempt to comfort her. With enough concentration, he takes his hand and concentrates it on making it solid. When it forms, he rests it on the girl’s knee making her yelp and jumps back several feet.
“You-you just touched me!” Nina quavers. Gaston tries calming her down. “I know, yes. We can do that. But only for a short period time and with enough human presence and concentration,” he explains. Nina seems to calm down a bit but still looks at him anxiously. She holds her hand out and shakily touches her finger to his palm, amazed by the solidity of a dead person. He grabs her hand completely with his and holds it, making her blush furiously.
Matteo floats closer to Luna, making her lift her eyelids up. The butterfly motion, batting her long eyelashes and looking at him with her piercing green eyes, making him lose everything inside himself. It was completely wrong of him to feel anything since he’s dead after all. It would only be a matter of minutes until he disappears for god knows how long it felt like.
He concentrates on making his hand solid. Her eyes light up when shes the transformation right in front of her. He brings it to her cheek, caressing her jaw oh so delicately. She just sits completely still, following the motions with only her eyes. “You know Luna,” he begins. “Either if I had known you when I was still alive or if I were still alive right now, I think there could’ve been something between us,” he whispers. Her lips curve into a soft smile, staring at the hand in her face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. “Maybe,” is all she says. “Maybe, we could’ve had that."
They turn when they hear a gasp coming from the girl next to them. She has her phone out looking at the time. Luna peers over her shoulder to read it. 11:55. Had it really been that long they thought?
"So we’re gone in five minutes?” Gaston asks with a croaking pain in his voice. Matteo looks at Luna sympathetically, taking his hand from off of her cheek and entwining it with hers.
Nina gets a panicking feeling in he chest. Since they had come here and discovered the two boys here, she knew she had to let Gaston know the truth before it was too late. So she let her mouth run the words before her brain could think. “Gaston, before you go, you have to know this. For the longest time, I was deeply and incredibly in love with you. I wouldn’t dare say this to you if you were alive which is why I’m saying it know. I was never brave enough to ever talk to you then, I never had the nerve. Just know that whenever you did try and talk to me, I never avoided it on purpose. I was scared. And now I’m losing you all over again when you weren’t even mine in the first place.” She’s crying by the time she finishes
Gaston is too stunned by her words to notice that his body is slowly dissolving into thin air. He gets out a few final words for her. “Nina, I liked you a lot too. You just never gave me the chance to show it before. But I understand why. I think about you still when I’m not on earth. And I promise that you’ll still be on my mind when I’m gone. Just know that I feel the same. And I wouldn’t forget you.” It’s too late for him to solidify himself anymore at this point to touch her one last time. He is more and more transparent.
Matteo still hasn’t disappeared yet either, still remaining intact. Luna gets a worried face. “You’re leaving now?” she chokes. Matteo so desperately wants to hug her and protect her with immense warmth. But of course he can’t, even a copious amount of concentration wouldn’t be enough for a full body solidification.
By surprise, he uses up the last bit of it as possible to form his lips. He leans over and presses his lips to hers. He pulls away almost immediately. Time is up now. He begins growing more transparent, but he says his final words to Luna. “We’ll meet again soon. In a dream or another life. But you’ll be there. I’ll make sure of it.” Luna cracks a small smile, his reflecting hers. The two girls wave together as the clock strikes midnight on the phone. The two boys disintegrate into the air. And they are left by themselves in the emptiness of the old home.
They get up, moping and hobble over down the steps, walking back toward the house. “Nina, is it true? Do you really think we’ll see them again somehow?” she asks her best friend. “I don’t know,” she answers back. “Maybe somehow, some way. But there could be a way. Just not today.” Nina poetically responds. And the two of them step back into the house where Ambar and Simon anxiously waiting for them on the couch.
"Not a word about that house." Ámbar specifies seriously. "Forget about it." She turned her to them and climbed the stairs with Simón. The girls sighs looking at each other, they didn't need to say a word to know that none of them could ever forget what happened. It's impossible.
