LEYLA'S POV:-
I sneezed and opened my eyes. I looked around while stretching my arms. "Oh, hell. I must have fallen asleep." I spoke to myself while looking around. It took me a minute to remember where I was and why I was there. I was at the hospital. And I was waiting for his parents to be at the hospital. I knew, I could then leave. I knew that accident was not my fault. But leaving someone behind, totally helpless, that was not actually my kind of thing. The doctors had already called his parents. And I was waiting for them to arrive so I could leave. I knew my father must be waiting for me to join him in the meeting.
My eyes went towards the two kids who looked the same age. And fact their faces looked almost the same. It was the ponytail and the girly dress the girl was wearing otherwise I would have thought those two were two boys. They were playing with each other. I smiled and stood up from my seat. I went towards the kids and knelt down on the ground. They turned towards me and flashed the cutest smiles in the world. I was looking at their innocent faces in awe. I raffled the hair of the boy. He growled in anger like a little tiger cub. And the girl giggled seeing his face.
"What are your names, cuties? What are you doing here? Where are your parents? Have you lost them?" I asked them in a honey sweet tone. The girl was quick to shake her head. Then she looked at the boy.
"Hi, I am Liam and this is my sister, Leah. We are twins. We are playing here. We always stay together. That's what our parents told us to do." The boy replied to me in a confident tone. Leah was shy and Liam looked like a very responsible child. He was actually protecting his sister like a brother should protect his sister.
"Leah and Liam, nice to meet you both. My name is Leyla. And don't be afraid, I am just trying to help. What are you both doing here all by yourself? Are you both lost? Where are your parents?" I introduced myself to the kids then asked them more questions. I was kind of worried to see two kids playing in the hospital like that all alone.
"We are not lost, Leyla. Our parents lost us. Now, this is our home. We stay here. We are finally together. We like this home too. We can play all day and we don't have to do homework or go to school or eat broccoli." Liam replied to me and a worried frown appeared on my face. If it was the first time that happened to me, I would have been out of my mind. But it was not the first time. And after hearing what Liam told me, I knew what was actually going on.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry, baby. I did not mean to speak up like that. Are you sure everything is fine with you? That you are happy living in this hospital. You can tell me anything. I am not going to hurt you." I apologized to them in a low tone. But the kids seem to be fine. They gave me their big smiles and nodded their heads almost instantly. I chuckled seeing their happy faces. But then suddenly, their smiles fell. They were staring at something or someone behind me. And their faces looked horrified. They took a few steps backwards then they both ran away.
"Wait! What is wrong? Tell me! Is everything okay with you? Liam! Leah! Wait up, kids." I yelled to stop them but they just ran away. I went to look for them but they had already disappeared. I was about to turn around and look for the object or person who horrified the poor little kids that much. But before I could even turn around, someone grabbed my neck from the back and slammed me with the wall. I growled in anger and tried to free myself from that firm hold. But it felt impossible to break free. Whoever they were, they were very strong for me to break free that easily.
"No one here can try to defy me. No one here can try to take my place. No one has the power to defeat me. No one can ever stay here without my consent. And you dare step into my territory. You think you can help anyone. You can help no one here. They all are here to serve me." A deep and rough voice of a man reached my ears. I was still pinned with the wall. The instant I heard his words, I knew that he was a bully. A bully who needed to be taught a lesson. Still thinking what is going on? Let me help you. I was actually in the ghost realm. And I knew that man standing behind me, he was either a demon or a bully ghost.
Oh you read that right. I was in the ghost realm. I was still not sure how it works. And how in hell I get to the ghost realm and get out. But after years of experience, I finally realized that it happens while I am asleep. It does not happen without any reasons. It happens only when a helpless and innocent ghost or more than one innocent and helpless ghost needs my help. For me, I was still a curse. But my father always called it a gift from God. A superpower for me. Superpower to save ghosts. Funny! Yeah, I know.
So, let's get back to the scene. I was pinned with the wall while the bully was trying to make me submit to him. Little he did not know, I was not a ghost. I was a living person for heaven's sake. It was not his fault. It was actually something impossible that could happen. So most of the bullies think that I was a dead person. A ghost actually. Moved into their realm. I sighed and rolled my eyes at that stupid bully. It was one of the things that actually happens to me a lot. I was accustomed to that kind of stupid reactions by then.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on the power within me. As always, everything was dark at first. A dark universe without any Sun or moons or stars. And no planets either. It was all empty. Then I went deeper. Then I saw a blue sun in the middle of that big dark universe. I reached for that power and viola! I opened my eyes again and I did not have to do anything anymore. My eyes were shining silver and metallic blue, like the moon and stars. Or if I am being honest, my eyes shined with the true colors of a pure spirit.
With that, I set both of my palms on the wall I was pinned with. And the next moment, the bully went flying away from me. I was not sure how that works or what it was called. So I named it my anti-bullying blast. I used it only on the bullies who tried to show their powers to me and try to get submission from me. I was born with the dominating powers, bitches. You can't ever have the satisfaction of my submission. Only if I could tell them before my power blast.
LEYLA'S POV:- I pulled myself away from the wall and dusted my clothes and turned around to look at the bully. But he was nowhere to be found by then. I saw the kids again, instead. I went towards them and knelt down in front of them again. "Is he the bully here? Does he bully you both?" I asked them in a sweet tone. They both exchanged looks with each other then they turned towards me and nodded their heads. I gritted my teeth as I stood back up. "He will no longer be the one. Go and hide. I will call you both once I am done with him." I told them and they nodded their heads. They ran away and turned around. In a minute, he walked out of the room he went flying in. He was growling in anger. I could see the wrinkles of anger on his face and red burning hell fire in his eyes. He was beyond angry. But it was not my fault. He was the one who was caught bullying two little kids. How could I
LEYLA'S POV:- I opened my eyes again and looked around. I sighed in relief as I was back in my real time realm. Stretching my arms I stood up from the bench. I stepped into the room where that hottie was. A smile appeared on his face as he saw me entering his room. "Where did you go? I thought you told me that you will stay until my parents are here." He asked me in a curious tone and I raised a brow at him. "I was sitting right in front of this room. Your parents are called. They will be here soon." I replied to him and he scratched the back of his head. I looked at his foot. I frowned in confusion. His foot was no longer red or swollen. I looked back at his face. He had a nervous smile on his face. "What is your name? And how in hell did you beat the crap out of that thief?" He asked me in an excited tone. I chuckled hearing his questions. I grabbed the chair tha
KURT'S POV:-Dad was rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he looked at Leyla. Mom and I were laughing at him. Dad can become a super cautious mother if I even get a scratch on my body. My dad and I were more attached to each other. And my mom was the strict one in both of my parents. My dad and I were mostly the partners in crime. He spoiled me and he was proud of it. He even once told mom that he was proud that he had spoiled me. I was their only child. And my dad literally made me feel like a prince.My dad went towards Leyla, smiling nervously. Leyla covered her mouth with her palm as she was giggling at my dad. "I am so sorry, young lady. I did not notice you at all. If anything happens to my son, I just become blind. I can't see anything or anyone else but my son." My dad apologized to Leyla. I laughed out loud again as I heard my dad's apology. I knew he was not really good a
LEYLA'S POV:-After a long and busy week, it was finally the weekend. I went back home thinking that finally I could have some "me" time. I had planned my whole weekend. To have a full body massage and go out with my friends on Saturday night. Then we would go to my beach house and spend the whole day there. I had asked all my friends. And I was lucky that they were all free on that weekend. How perfect! That's what you might be thinking. But perfection is not something I get in my life.My life surprises me with shocks, twists and even with accidents. Let's not forget about the extra spices of my life, ghosts. Because of my powers, I was known as the ghost hunter of Brooklyn. People would call me and ask me to help them get rid of the ghosts in their houses. It was the reason I was the number one weirdo of Brooklyn. It was a long time ago when I gave up on the idea of getting a m
LEYLA'S POV:-I was standing by the balcony. The party was pretty crazy. People were everywhere. As I was already tired, I decided to give myself a break. My cheeks were hurting due to constant smiling and pretending to be a nice lady. I was not a lady anymore. But who would tell my mom? She actually still thought that I was a virgin. Well, not exactly. Even though I was never in any relationships. But I was sexy and I knew it. Because of that, I have had almost all the guys after me since high school. Everyone wanted to date me until they knew what a freak I really was.I still remember who was my first, though. Well, it was kinda revenge over a girl in high school. Her name was Darcy. She liked the football captain of our high school, Damian And he was into me. Weeks before prom, he asked me. And I said yes. Who would not. He was actually the most handsome guy. He was a dream guy. He was good at st
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LEYLA'S POV:- I stepped out of the bathroom and went towards the closet. I was looking for something nice and comfortable for me. I pulled out skinny blue jeans and paired it with a black tank top and red and black check shirt. I quickly wore my clothes and dried my hair with the drier. Once I was done, I applied eyeliner and lipgloss. As I did not need makeup, I hardly wore any makeup. I wore my black boots and sprayed perfume on my body. Once I was ready, I grabbed my back and stepped out of my bedroom. I went downstairs. As I entered the kitchen, my mom smiled widely. She came to me to hug me. But instead of that, I ducked and walked towards the fridge. I grabbed the bottle of milk and poured it in a glass. With that, I grabbed an apple and took my seat towards the mini dining table in the kitchen. "Leyla! Your mom was trying to hug you. And you just ignored he