"I can't believe you, Finn. We're all going to die because of you ! Why didn't you fucking tell us about that ghost ?!" Jack yelled, stepping towards Finn. Finn took a step back as he stared at his friend in guilt.

"I-I didn't.. I didn't know, Jack ! I thought she was.. G-Gone."

Jeremy stepped forward, next to Jack, and sent a strong blow to his friend's cheek. Finn backed away due to shock, his head turning to the side, but ended up punching Jeremy in the nose.

Mal let out a gasp, running towards them to make them stop, but none of them listened.

Finn reached up to touch his cheek gently, imagining the force of the hit against his face.

His friends were right. It was his fault. But, how would he know ? He just wanted to make a good movie so people would love him again.

If only they got out of the house at that time.

Mal tried to stop them during that fight, but they didn't even listen to her.

Finn tried so hard not to remember what happened next. But it was so difficult not to.

"I can't believe I was in love with you !" Jack yelled as the girls managed to keep them apart.

Mal's mouth gaped open in shock.

"Y-You..?" Finn began.

"Yes! But now you're going to get us all killed because of how selfish you are! I can't believe we used to be friends." Jack had tears in his eyes as he spoke. Finn noticed, and tears pooled in his dark brown eyes.

"Yeah. Used to be. Come on, Jack. We're getting out of here !" Jeremy exclaimed, gently gripping Jack's arms to get him away to their room.

Finn closed his eyes, trying desperately to think of something else.

Just go do something else. Maybe you'll forget.

He immediately got up from his bed, and closed the window, since it was bringing too much freezing air.

It was almost ten o'clock. Obviously he didn't want to sleep, so he sat on his bed, thinking again.

He felt a wave of chilly air pass by him. He didn't think about it much at first, just wrapped his shirt tighter around him.

But- no. He has just closed the window.

So why was it cold ?

He sighed heavily, closing his eyes.

And felt something cold run past him.

It sent shivers down his spine. He opened his eyes immediately, looking around him like a maniac.

He didn't see anything, however.

He got up and sat down on the chair across from the mirror, inspecting himself closely.

Am I hallucinating ? He questioned desperately.

Am I going crazy ?

He rested his head on the stand, sighing.

Why is this happening to me ? What did I do wrong so that my friends would die like that ?

The thought made his head hurt.

He then raised his head up, to face himself in the mirror.

That's when he saw her.

She was standing right there, staring at his reflection in the mirror with such passion. A girl with long, brown hair and brown eyes.

He couldn't believe his own eyes.

Mal.

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Just to be clear, I'm not shipping real life people. This is just for the plot.