Chapter two-Death Is a Bitch

I couldn't believe what Lovino just explain to me. I know for practically my whole life people told me I'm stupid but this is ridiculous even for me. Lovino start glaring into my soul eh scary "bastard stop staring at me!" I ignored his request and start wondering if I could touch him to see if he's telling the truth of course. I start walking towards him, he didn't even back away before I grab a good grip of his wrist. "If your dead then why can I touch you?" He rolls his eyes before ripping his hand out of my death grip "Dumbass I would fucking inform you I could be touch!"

"How could a dead sprite be touch?" Lovino let out a groin and lay down on my counter like it was a bed. "Let me explain how this dead thing works" He look at me like he was making sure I was listening. "I'm bond to the place I was killed at, which would be room with the one with the scratches." He got up and stood in front of me " I cant remember who killed me and why but I do remember how." His face was now filled with sadness and what look like pain. "The son of a bitch… tortured me in the room with the blood stains and drag me to my bedroom." I necessary didn't want to believe him but how else would he know about the markings on the walls and the stain on the carpet?

"So why aren't you in heaven…or hell?" Lovino look down the hall then back towards me "When I dead I thought it was all just a nightmare, what made me realize that I wasn't alive was when my brother got home." He sat on the couch and patted the spot for me to sit in. I took the offer and sat down "You know how the grim reaper is suppose to take you to heaven or hell?" I nod my head and he continue "well that kind of what happen to me the grim reaper showed up but didn't take me anywhere, he told me that I wasn't ready to move on and that something here was holding me back."

"What do you think that something is Lovi?" He look at me disgusted. "Don't call me that and like hell do I know!" I couldn't help but laugh. It wasn't a funny situation but the little Italian was just so adorable! "What's so fucking funny!" he glared me down with his somewhat dark eyes "your just to cute!" His face start turning a tomato red…aww~ "Your face is like a tomato!" He throw a pillow cushion at me hit me directly in the face.

"Ow Lovi that hurt~" He huffed and turn away to hide his face. "You know most people would have move out as soon as they find a ghost living with them" I smiled at him "I guess you just don't scary me" For some reason he look shock like he wasn't expecting me to say that. "Your one interesting idiot" he sigh. "What's the plan now?" he smiled at me when I ask him the question "I want you to help me find my source or bond whatever it is that's keeping me connected to this world."