Free Beyond - Volume 1 (YA Paranormal Romance) by S.P. van der Lee Page A

are you acting like this? Yesterday —”
    “Yesterday was nothing. I don’t want to talk to you right now.”
    Tears well up in my eyes. “What? Why? I thought you liked me and we had a good time together.”
    “You left,” he says. His eyes jolt around the area, like he’s trying to avoid mine.
    “Sorry, I —”
    Damian interrupts me. “I shouldn’t have asked you out. Just forget about it.” He tries to walk past me, but I still close off the hall.
    “Go away ,” he says, his teeth clenched.
    My face turns red. I’m boiling on the inside. “No, I want to know why … why did I recognize your kiss?”
    He sneers . “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He tries the other side, but I grab his sleeve.
    Why is he reacting like this? It’s like I suddenly don’t matter to him anymor e.
    “You wrote in my diary.” I have to swallow and keep myself from hitting him. “You said you didn’t when I asked you, but you did. I know it was you. Did you kiss me before, in my room, as a blue ghost?” It’s out before I realize it. Am I accusing him of the impossible? Something totally illogical? Yes. Even though it’s absurd, I can’t take my mind off it. The kiss was exactly the same, and that’s only possible if Damian really is … a ghost.
    The look in his eyes changes from annoyed to infuriated; I can almost see the fire burning in them. With his hand on my shoulder he pushes me against the wall. He’s strong, and my shoulder hurts, but I don’t move a muscle. I won’t show him I’m in pain.
    “Keep me out of this,” he says with his teeth barely apart.
    “What? Why? Let me go.”
    His forehead leans against mine , and for a second we don’t say anything. His bluntness almost makes me cry, but I won’t give him that pleasure. His teeth are grating against each other. I bite my lip. Then Damian lets me go and storms out of the building.
    For a moment I stand against the wall, silent. It’s cold against my back. A tear runs down my cheek. Goosebumps are all over my body. I wonder if that’s because of the cold wall or Damian.
    Astonished , I stare at the exit through which he vanished. He was so enraged and it hurt me, because I was the cause of it.
    Now I understand what Joey meant when he said Damian wasn’t good for me. This isn’t the Damian I kissed at Billy’s . This one seems like a different person. A person with an aversion for people who ask him the wrong questions.
    What’s he going to do now? Tell someone about what I did? I’ve been so stupid. I wish I’d never said anything, because I’m not even sure it was really him to begin with. I have no proof, only my memories from a hallucination. Although the diary contains that note. Maybe I can use that.
    Lillian and Emma come toward me.
    “Why did yo u follow Damian?” Lillian asks.
    I could tell them the truth. Damian might be a ghost. But it’s ridiculous ; nobody would believe me. I also just went on a date with him, so they might think I was a total weirdo if I said that.
    “Oh, I just wanted to thank him,” I say, while forcing a smile. I hate lying. “We had a nice date.”
    “I just saw him sprint out of the hallway. He looked pissed off. What did you say to him?” Emma asks.
    “Oh, nothing. He said he had to go.” I shrug.
    “Well, that’s kind of odd. What did you do on your date?” Their curiosity is beginning to get on my nerves.
    “Nothing, it’s nothing. Just let it be, please,” I say annoyed.
    “O kay … well, next class is starting soon, so we’d better get going,” Lillian says as she rolls her eyes at me.
    We walk toward the next classroom where we have Biology, somewhere on the first floor.
    “You see that stupid girl over there?” Lillian points at a girl that just walked into her classroom. “This morning she called me emo.” Lillian slams shut an open locker in the hallway.
    “Yeah, well your c lothes and your hair color make people think that, Lillian,” Emma says.
    “So