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

everything she could think of. She prodded her, pulled her hair, shouted loudly into her ear, but there was no reaction. Jemma felt desperate. If she couldn't talk to Alice, she’d be completely on her own. She needed Alice to tell her what to do next, and she needed a hug.
    Maybe she’d have more luck with Jack, she thought and went and stood behind him.
    “ BOO! ” she shouted at the top of her voice - nothing.
    “ You’re doing it all wrong,” said a voice behind her, making her jump. Who the hell was that? Was the voice talking to her? Slowly, she turned to see who the voice belonged to, and was horrified to find herself face to face with Hot Lips.
    “ Are you talking to me?” she asked, a little tentatively. Maybe he was talking to Jack.
    “ Of course, who else would I be talking to?”
    “ You mean, you can see me?”
    “ Oh yes, I can definitely see you,” he grinned.
    “ Why? I mean, how come? Are you psychic?”
    “ No, I’m dead. Just like you. Oh, and I haven’t had any complaints.”
    “ About what?”
    “ The way I kiss a girl.”
    Jemma didn’t know whether to be embarrassed about her earlier, supposedly private, flirtation or relieved that she could finally communicate with someone.
    “ Sorry about that,” she mumbled, feeling herself blush. Did ghosts blush? Well, it certainly felt that way.
    “ Don’t be, I’m flattered,” grinned Hot Lips. “So, when did you die?”
    This was turning out to be one hell of a weird day, thought Jemma, suddenly overcome with emotion. Hearing him ask her so casually when she’d died, brought the realism of her plight back to her with a start. This was way too weird. Her life had just been snatched away from her, and here she was flirting with a ghost, and discussing death as if they were having a casual chat in the local supermarket.
    Overwhelmed and biting back threatening tears, she smiled bravely and said, “Actually, I just died today.”
    She was going to crack some sort of joke about how this sort of thing happened all the time, but she couldn’t think of anything else to say. She felt totally drained - it was all too much.
    “ I don’t want to be dead,” she whispered, as the first tear rolled down her cheek. “I don’t want to be here, I just want to go home. I need Alice, oh god, what am I going to do?” A desperate feeling of panic enveloped her as the reality of what was happening, once again, gripped her.
    “ I’m so sorry,” said Hot Lips, gently. “If it’s any consolation, I know just how you feel. I died over 20 years ago and I still haven’t got over it. By the way, my name’s Tom.”
    Jemma looked at Tom in shock, “20 years? Oh my god, that’s awful. But why? Aren’t you supposed to go to Heaven or something?”
    Tom shook his head sadly. “I can’t move on, because I can’t accept the circumstances of when I died, so I’m afraid I’m stuck here forever, trapped in this damned dimension.”
    Was that what this was, a dimension? Surely, it was just a case of the good go to Heaven, and the bad go to Hell. End of story. So what was this stuff about a dimension? Were there other dimensions? Was Heaven in another dimension?
    “ Will I be stuck here too?” she whispered. There were so many questions spinning around in her head, but she wasn’t quite sure how to ask them, this was all way out of her league.
    “ Well, I don’t know, to be honest. As you’re here with us now, it looks like you’ve either got unfinished business in the living world or you weren’t meant to die in the first place. Either way, once you’re here it’s practically impossible to leave, so I’m afraid it looks like you are stuck here.” Tom looked at Jemma with genuine sympathy in his eyes.
    The thought of being stuck there forever, trapped in some strange void, being aware of her presence and yet knowing that she no longer existed, was too much to bear. She looked at Tom. He was handsome and clearly a decent guy, but she felt