Love In The Wrong Dimension (Romantic Ghost Story) Read Online Free

time. She really hoped that this meeting at Jack’s worked out for her. Since returning from her travels in America, Alice had seemed a bit lost, unsure of what to do next. Her parents had invested in a flat in Chalk Farm, correction - Camden, and agreed to rent it out to Alice and herself at a reduced rent. At first they had been so excited about sharing a flat together that jobs and careers hadn’t seemed all that important. It was only at Jack’s party at the weekend that they’d finally got their acts together, and made the decisions that led them to where they were today.
    “ Earth to Jemima Haley.”
    “ What? Oh, I’m sorry. I was miles away,” Jemma snapped back to the canteen, and the conversation which had moved on to the male students in their class. “What did you say?”
    “ Is there anyone in our class that you fancy?” asked Kirsten, a bubbly blonde with an Australian accent.
    “ Not really, they’re not my type.” Jemma wasn’t paying attention any more though. She had noticed a group of students heading for the door with cigarettes and lighters in their hands. She could kill for a fag right now. Alice would go mad if she knew she still smoked the odd little ciggie or two, but, here, she would never know.
    “ Sorry guys, but I’m just going to nip outside for a minute. See you back in class.” Jemma hurriedly made her excuses and left the others to their gossip.
    As she was making her way across the canteen, she searched frantically in her bag for her secret stash. She had to make sure her ciggies were well hidden, so that Alice wouldn’t find them. She knew Alice meant well, but sometimes it got bloody annoying when she kept on nagging her about her smoking. She had often accused Alice of being more like an overbearing mother than a friend, but she didn’t really mean it. Deep down she was thankful that someone actually liked her enough to care. Nevertheless, when it came to smoking, it was so much easier just to play along and pretend that she had given up.
    Jemma was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn’t notice the coffee that someone had spilt on the floor earlier, and it wasn’t until her foot slipped on the small puddle, that she became aware that something was up. She felt herself falling backwards, legs sprawling in the air, as she landed with an ungraceful bump on her backside. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion until her head hit the edge of a table, and after that, everything went black.
    And now, standing next to her body, trying to get to grips with what had just happened, Jemma could only stare in horror as the moments that had led to her death kept replaying in her head, again and again.
    Eventually, she slowly started to move away from the crowd, stepping backwards, unable to take her eyes off her body. She saw that the people she had just had lunch with were coming over to see what all the commotion was about. She watched their curiosity turn to shock when they saw that it was their new friend who had just died.
    With one final glance at her body, now lying in a pool of blood that was trickling from her head, she turned and walked away in a complete daze, not knowing what to do or where to go, a sense of panic growing inside, threatening to overcome her .
    “ Alice,” she thought desperately. “I’ve got to find Alice, she can help me.” She didn’t know why she thought Alice could help, but it was the only thing she could think of.
    Jemma had no sense of time as she made her way to Swiss Cottage, it was as if it didn’t exist anymore. Everything felt muted, sounds were muffled, sights were a little blurry. It was as if she were inside a giant bubble, detached from the real world, which was carrying on without her. When she arrived at Jack’s house, she paused momentarily outside and thought sadly of the last time she’d been there. She and Alice had been so full of optimism as they’d set off on their walk to Belsize Park that morning,