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John knew he shouldn't. He knew this was wrong. Well, none of this was right.
They'd been chatting for weeks. Nothing bad, just a little too friendly.
Truth be told, the 16 year old hadn't been able to set his phone down. Not since he received a message request from an account named Gh0st_0.
It started normal enough, as normal as you can get from a blank account.
Where was he from? Did John like school? Have many friends? He didnt. Which is why he stayed up til all hours to talk to this man, This ‘Ghost’.
It didnt take long for John to open up to Ghost about his own personal struggles. His forever arguing parents, squad of practically feral siblings, his fathers drinking. Ghost understood. Ghost listened to him.
It started to get a little more uncomfortable for John, but he found that the discomfort eased quickly.
Do you have a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Virgin? John didn't really know why, but he found it easy to disclose these things. After all, he didn't really have any other kind of outlet for it.
Ghost talked to him too. He’d often vent about his dry sex life, lack of decent dates, desire for something else. John tried to sympathise but there was only so much he could do.
It progressed more, leaving John staring at his cracked-beyond-repair iPhone screen.
Gh0st_0: c’mon kid, let me see you
Gh0st_0: its only fair ;)
It's somewhat true. Ghost had sent John a picture of himself. Ish. He got a flash of dark eyes behind a sloppily painted skull balaclava. His eyes peered through the slits in such a way it made John feel as though he was staring into his soul.
John felt a prickle of excitement rush over his spine. He shouldn't send photos of his face to a nameless, faceless stranger.
Alba_boy69: cant. No craft supplies to make a halloween mask first
Gh0st_0: funny.
Gh0st_0: Bet youre real pretty
John huffs. Yeah, right. He stares at his screen for a second, he watches the little typing bubbles appear and disappear a few times before it stops. He bites his lip, wondering if Ghost is maybe losing interest. He doesnt want that.
Alba_boy69: [image attached]
Gh0st_0: fuckin knew it
Gh0st_0: didnt expect that hairdo though, makes sense now
Alba_boy69: Away tae fuck
Gh0st_0: touchy
John huffs out a laugh as he stares at Ghosts response. He wants to ask him something, hes not sure how Ghost will respond. The man has revealed very little about himself, John thought this was both thrilling and a little scary. He types and deletes a few different messages without pressing send.
Gh0st_0: spit it out then
Comes Ghost irritated sounding reply after watching John *almost* send him a text.
Alba_boy69: You wont like it
Gh0st_0: try me
John types out his message again, he exhales sharply as he presses send.
Alba_boy69: Whats your name?