"I want that room, Dr. Sean. Can I? So I can play with Melissa. She's feeling alone." She showed her puppy eyes, tail wagging, eyes enlarging and ears drooping. I covered her face with my hand, trying to shield myself from her secret weapon.
                          
"Ask Owen, Pookie." I chuckled when she pouted her lips and crossed her arms as we descended the stairs.
                          
"But Owen never gives me what I want." she whispered loudly making me chuckle. We entered the kitchen seeing Luke and North preparing our lunch, while Silas is sitting on a stool doing nothing. Sang lets go of my hand and made her way towards Silas who smiled when he saw her, lifted her up to sit her on his lap.
                          
Sang's lips are moving at an incredible speed, telling what happened and what she did as Silas just nodded at the every word she said. Pookie got us all wrapped in her pinkie, she got everything she wants with Luke, Victor and Gabe spoiling her, Owen and North acting strict but would always succumbs to her, Nathan, Silas and Kota had been her playmate, waking them up any time she wants.
                          
It's good she doesn't really act like those materialistic girls demanding jewelry and clothes, she rarely ask for something. The first thing she ever asked me to buy her is a lollipop, she saw a child licking one and asked for it. Boy, did North blew my ear off. The next thing she asked was flowers, groceries and other weird stuff, she said her "friends" asked her to.
                          
"Ah! Not that!" She suddenly yelled, taking our attention. We all looked at Luke, the one she's pointing her fingers at, as he himself, stopped pouring chocolate chips on the pancake batter, a confused expression on his face.
                          
"What is it, cupcake?"
                          
"Not you Luke," she giggles. "Melissa almost put the salts in the batter. She's a little clumsy, you know."
                          
As much as I like hearing Sang's giggle, I want to ask what about her new imaginary friend. If I remember it right, yesterday, she was talking about someone called "Paul" and before Paul, there was Roger, Diana, Joy and Luther.
                          
"Who's Melissa, Pookie? Is she your new friend?" I asked, smiling at her. She frowned at me and shook her head.
                          
"I don't think so. She still scares me, her face is scary, a huge patch of hair is missing on her head, blood everywhere, eyes missing and lips stitched together and she can't talk." Everyone just stopped what they're doing, even Silas who is hugging her from behind became still. On cue, we all shivered, imagining what she just told us. I let out a nervous laugh and approached her, cupping her cheeks as she smiled at me.
                          
"Pookie, let's forget Melissa okay? You're just imagining her. Forget, okay?" It was okay for her to have her imaginary friends around her but not something that would scare her. She didn't hesistate to nod her head but flinched, her face shows pain she was feeling. "What is it?"
                          
"Melissa doesn't like it. Look, she sliced my hand open" She showed me her hand, blood gushing out from the huge slice, the cut was near her pulse and I swallowed hard when I saw it. There's a lot of worse wounds than hers but it was the first time she got hurt.
                          
I covered it with my hand, feeling the guys crowding us, hearing North yell for the others, Luke cooing at Sang and Silas hugging her tight. I pushed my magic towards the wound and almost got knocked on the ground when, Sang's body itself, rejected. Seems like we need to do this without magic.
                          
We placed sat her on the counter and as I cleaned and stiched her cut, she was holding on to me, whimpering. My heart is beating so fast, even when I finished, it continued to hammer inside my chest. I closed my eyes and sighed in relief.
                          
"Why would you do that, Sang! You didn't need to cut yourself for your imaginary friend! Don't you know how worried we were?" Here comes North's yelling. Victor wiped her forehead, caressing her cheeks, his eyes showed how worried he is for Sang. Owen sighed North to stop, sitting on the seat beside Sang's legs.
                          
All of us were present inside the kitchen, Silas is washing Sang's blood off his hand. "Sang, do you have any logical explanation as to why did you harm yourself?"
                          
Her eyes became watery, lips trembling, she answered with a shaky voice. "I told you, it was Melissa. She hates that I won't help her anymore."
                          
Gabe probably said all the curse word there is and invented 20 more today as he looked at Sang's hand.
                          
"Sang, you don't need to lie–" Nathan sighed, not finishing his sentence and opted to sit on the floor, messing his hair in frustration.
                          
"I'm not lying! I see her! I don't know why you don't but I can!" she yelled, tears falling down, probably frustrated herself that we're not believing what she says. Of course we don't, Ghost may be real or not but it is said in the books that it can't harm those who has life because they are already suppose to be on the other side. All they can do is watch, enviously and probably regret what they never got to do when they were still alive. I swallowed hard and smiled at her when she looked at me, asking for help.
                          
"Let's all rest for now. Go to your room and sleep, Pookie." She nodded her head, still pouting and left the kitchen with Nathan helping her.
                          
"Do you think she hurt herself?" Luke quietly asked, still in daze. 
                          
"Sang's nails aren't that sharp to make a cut like that, there's no knife within her reach when that happened." Silas answered, drinking a glass of water.
                          
"Are you saying that Sang's friend is real? Bullshit!" North punched the table, turning it into ice as I looked at him with disapproval. North's temper.
                          
"Then are you saying that little trouble is fucking lying? You fuckers saw her face, she's an open book. So I can tell what she said aren't crap." Gabe messed his hair, sitting beside Luke's seat.
                          
"For now, whether she hurts herself or not, Sang will not be left alone." Owen declared making us all nod our head. Why is this weird things happening on our vacation day?
                          
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A/N: So lazy=￣ω￣=
Monsta X takes my mind off Wattpad.
Again, sorry for the typos and slow update.
                          
Please forgive me? *insert puppy eyes*
                          
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