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Jimmy Caskets Crush: Chapter 3

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"Jimmy Casket, quit creeping on me."  I said as I walked towards my house.  As I reached the front door, I felt his arms wrap around me.  I pulled my revolver out, turned around in his arms and held the gun to his gut.  He froze.
"Don't shoot me."  He said, smiling slightly.  The sound of metal hitting the ground made me snap my vision from him to the ground.  His knife was lying at our feet.  I still didn't move the gun.
"I'm not moving the gun until you let go of me."  I said, smiling up at him.  He was a good bit taller than me.  
"I'm not letting go of you until you put the gun away."  He said, a maniacal laugh escaping his lips.
"Fine."  I said, slipping the gun back into its  holster.  "Now let go of me."  I said, looking back up at him.  He didn't let go.  I gave him a few seconds.  He didn't move away so I started to pull away.  He pulled me back into himself and kissed me.  It was a few seconds before I realised that I was kissing him back.  Suddenly he pulled back.
"What the hell?"  Johnny Ghost said, looking at me.
"Jimmy Casket."  I said as I pulled away from him.  I turned away from him, mostly to hide the blush that had spread across my cheeks.  I unlocked my front door and turned back again.
"Not again."  Ghost muttered, turning his head away from me.  He was blushing slightly too.
"Do you want to come in for a cup of tea or coffee while you wait on your friend?"  I asked, opening the front door.
"Yes, sure. "  He said, reaching to his pocket.
"Come on in."  I said, holding the door open for him.

    "Uh oh."  He said as he walked inside.
"What is it?"  I asked, taking the holster belt off and putting it on the table.
"I left my phone at home."  He said, searching through his pockets to make sure he wasn't missing it.
"Use the house phone."  I said, gesturing towards the phone as I walked to the kitchen.  The kettle was just finished boiling when Ghost hung up the phone.
"Tea or coffee?"  I asked, coming into the doorway.
"Tea please.  Just milk."  He said, running a hand through his messy hair.
"No problem.  Is your friend on his way and does he want tea?"  I asked, walking back to the kitchen to make the tea
"He's on his way, and if you don't mind, he'll probably want tea."  Ghost said.
"No problem.  I look forward to meeting him."  I said, loud enough so he could hear me from the kitchen.  I had to admit, I liked Ghost, but only Jimmy Casket seemed to like me.

    Ghost and I had been sitting talking in my living room when a loud explosion from just outside caught both of our attentions.
"What the hell was that?"  I yelled, leaping up and grabbing my  trusty revolver.
"I have no idea."  Ghost said, leaping up and walking to the door.  There was a frantic hammering noise on the door.
"Sir?  Sir?"  I heard a cute British accent say.
"Toast, get in here."  Ghost said, yanking the door open.  A man, maybe a little older than toast fell in.  He had dark hair, dark stubble and bright green eyes like my own.  His white jacket was covered in ash and blanked in spots from burning.
"Toast, are you okay?"  Ghost said, going to his friends aid.  He helped him up.  Toast brushed himself off.
"I'm fine sir.  The car just, kind of, exploded sir."  He said.  Toast was gorgeous.  I found myself staring at him.
"What do you mean 'kind of'?  It either exploded or it didn't."  Ghost said, stepping past his partner and out the door.
"Hi, my name's Johnny Toast."  Toast said, extending a hand to me.
"Aeron O'Neill."  I said, snapping out of my trance.
"What the hell?"  I heard Ghost yell from outside.
"We should go help him out."  I said, walking past Toast and out the front door.  I held the gun ready to shoot anything that might attack.  There was no one in sight.  Suddenly I heard a voice with a French accent speak from thin air.
"Ghost!  Why did you kiss her?  We are in relationship."  The voice said in broken English.  I looked over at Toast.
"Amee."  Toast said, looking at his friend who was staring into thin air in disbelief.
Okay, this is a little late but you guys wanted more, so here it is! XD Hope you like it!
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Ha! anyone else crack up when Toast said, "the car, kind of, exploded sir."
I've got to stop reading these in class!