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As Arabella stood Indigo jumped up with her. She wanted to say something. Apologize for whatever it was she had said wrong but she couldn’t think of what she had done. That wasn’t new to Indigo. Every bad thing she had done was for a purpose. One single purpose that she still...

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Indigo allowed herself to be pulled from where she was down the stairs and out of the house. As Arabella asked Indigo to tell her anything she studied the way Arabella was floating. Not an uncommon way for ghosts and the like to get around but not the way Indigo preferred. She liked having her feet on the ground. In this way, even though she enjoyed being in Limbo, she could still feel a little bit human.

"You want a story, eh?" Indigo asked. She almost felt a bit like a pirate when she said that. Indigo loved pirates. They were like her. Did what she wanted to when she wanted to. Not following anyone's rules. She chuckled a bit. "I could tell you about the first time I got arrested. I was eleven years old, remember? I was in fifth grade and I remember I had studied so hard for that Science test. Science was a subject I actually enjoyed if you can believe it. Anyway, I do the test and I thought I had done great by the end of it. When I got it back the next day-- BOOM! A big, fat, red F stared me right in the face. I was so mad that I went home after school and got all the supplies I needed. I destroyed the side mirrors, poked holes in all the tires and smashed in all the windows on that car. With a key I carved the word "asshole" on one of the doors. My teacher came outside to leave for the day and there I was-- standing next to that car with a smile on my face like I'd won the Spelling Bee."

Indigo shook her head a bit with a tiny smile on her face. She had forgotten how much she actually liked to tell people these stories.

"He called the police and they carried me off to the police station. They said I was too young to be put in jail or Juvie so they had to let me go. They threatened a Child Protective Services investigation but they never went through with it. Not enough evidence." Indigo shrugged with her hands in her pockets. She realized it wasn't the best story to tell but the memory made her happy.

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Arabella paused, tilting her head. Why did everyone die so young? The world was such a horrible place. Father murdering their own daughters, parents murdering their daughter’s fiancee, daughters murdering their parents. But, no one deserved to die at such a young age. Though, judging by Indigo’s past, the girl had lived quite a bit before she died.

"Tension?" She asked coolly. Was she that easy to read? "No, no tension…. just… thinking. I know Dale, but it’s nothing like that, I assure you. I don’t feel for him that way…. Daniel, remember," She added firmly.

Though, Arabella couldn’t be hung up on Daniel forever, but she was going to damn well try. Although, she could already feel her love slipping further and further into the abyss of her soul. The more she looked into Indigo’s blue eyes, the more distant she felt from Daniel. What was happening to her?

She blinked and shook away that thought. “I need to take a walk…” She muttered.

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As Arabella stood Indigo jumped up with her. She wanted to say something. Apologize for whatever it was she had said wrong but she couldn't think of what she had done. That wasn't new to Indigo. Every bad thing she had done was for a purpose. One single purpose that she still hadn't been able to fulfill when she was killed.

"If... there was something I did or-or said that upset you... I'm sorry." Indigo cringed a bit. Those words sounded foreign coming out of her mouth. She wasn't one to apologize for things when she was alive. Being able to do things to the Living without them seeing or having to apologize for it for so long had dulled that sense of regret even further.