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The ghost’s mother, a spirit, tried to intervene.
Sabine bit out a shrill laugh, in Cole’s voice. “No, Mom! You don’t get it. You don’t understand what it’s like. I’m not enough. I’m never enough, not even after I died. It’s still all about Trina. Trina this. Trina that. I see you one time a year and you still only talk about how wonderful Trina was when she was alive. She’s dead, Mom. She’s dead and I’m still here. I’m still a ghost, except not this year. This year it was about me. All about me.” Tears rolled down Cole’s face. The ghost’s emotions were so strong, Cole’s body was producing those tears for her.
I’d had enough.
I closed my fist around the entity and yanked. She spilled from Cole’s body, whose screams stopped immediately. Her body stopped everything. She was standing there.
Every ghost close to Cole’s body considered jumping inside and running.
I broadcasted out, “I will send any entity that considers violating that body straight to hell.” That threat hit every entity along with a wave of my power, the sounds of screams from the underworld riding underneath it. They shrank back, quickly leaving as Cole gasped, finally coming onto the football field.
She darted forward. “There she is!” She went past me, touching my arm briefly, smiling at me over her shoulder. She saw the ghost still being held in my grasp and stumbled for a moment, until she burst into her own body. The re-acceptance was immediate. Cole’s body was meant only for her.
Once she was back in her body, she sank down to the football field and began to laugh.
The guy ghost near me muttered, “She doesn’t know what Sabine threatened.”
The library ghost shook her head. “The dear girl.”
They had names. I knew that. They just didn’t deserve being called by their names. I blamed all of them because they knew this bitch was going to violate my girl.
Benji huffed at them, shooting me a dark look before closing the distance to where Cole was laying on the ground. She was still laughing to herself and hugging herself.
Cassian paused beside me. “Do I dare ask what happened before we got here?”
“That bitch threatened to hurt Cole’s body.”
Cassian cursed, paling. “There’s people on The Witching Line.”
“Yeah,” I cut out. “They heard. She was saying a lot of crazy shit.”
Police sirens sounded from behind us. Blue and red lights lit up the parking lot that connected the football field from the school.
Cassian clamped a hand on my arm. “You can’t be here.”
“I’m not fucking leaving.”
His hand tightened around me. “They will arrest you. You know they will. You’re here. You’re not supposed to be here. They’ll love to enforce the ban.”
He was right. I hated that he was right.
Noah stepped up next to me. “What do you need?”
“Watch her. She’s a little unhinged right now.”
“What are you going to do with her?” He indicated the bitch ghost that was still in my hold.
I flicked my hand around, making her disappear.
She was still there, but she was frozen in place and only I could find her again. It was my own little prison.
“She’s put away for now. I'll see what Cole wants to do later.”
Noah dipped his head before he jerked his chin in Cole’s direction. “I got your girl. She doesn’t know this, but her and I became best buddies.”
“When did this happen?”
“When she threatened me.”
