3 Ghost?

"Finally, it's over," I said and put my books inside my bag. The teacher opened his eyes and looked at me and shook his head and said "Don't be late next time." And left the class.

I gave him a middle finger in my head and followed him outside the class. There were no students in the school. Everyone left except me.

I looked at the sky as the sun was about to set. I was tired and hungry. There were some street food stalls outside the school but I wasn't in the mood to eat them.

I was about to leave the school when something shone on the left side of my eyes. I looked towards it in reflex.

I saw a gold ball of light coming towards me with great speed. My heart gave a jolt and only one thing came to mind: "ghost."

I ran from it in the opposite direction. Who the fuck wants to be caught by a ghost and be possessed by it.

I was in horror and screamed like a bitch. I looked back and my heart paused for a second. The ball of light was just right in front of my eyes.

It didn't stop and directly went inside my head. 'I am fucked.' All I thought about and fell on my butt.

I was sweating crazily and all kinds of horrifying thoughts were passing through my mind.

Suddenly a hand touched my shoulder from behind. "Mommy!! Go away, you ghost. Leave me."

"Who the fuck are you calling a ghost?" The ghost replied from behind. But wait, the sound looked familiar.

I turned and saw my sister. I immediately started to cry and said "Sis, how did you die? You just dropped off me this morning."

She slapped across my face and said "Why would I die? Now you want your sister dead? And here I did everything for you."

I stopped crying. My snot also stopped coming out. I touched her face and said, "Are you really alive?"

She pinched my wrist. It hurt like hell. She was really alive. I hugged her quickly.

Di wanted to laugh but stopped seeing me hugging her. She rubbed my back and asked what happened. I told her about the light. This time she couldn't hold back and laugh.

I felt embarrassed. I pinched her. But I forgot that I was actually touching her butt. She Yelp and said, "You pervert, why are you pinching my butt?"

I was angry from the embarrassment so I replied "So what? If you laugh then I will pinch again. And I don't care where I pinch."

She stopped laughing and said "Okay okay, let's go home. I don't want others to see my brother pinching my butt."

She got up and pulled me up. I look behind and around the school. There was no sign of that light. I didn't stay behind to investigate. I hurriedly followed Di out of the school.

We got on the scooter and she started driving.

Me: "Why are you here?"

Di: "It was getting late. So I thought to pick you up on my way. But I think I made a good decision. Otherwise, how would I see you like that?"

I pinched her belly.

Di: "Arjun, I am driving."

"Sorry," I said and started rubbing the area I pinched. She nodded and continued driving.

Me: "Thank you"

Di: "It's okay. Don't be late next time."

Me: "Never. I don't want to stay for an extra hour."

After 10 minutes we reached our home. Di parked the scooter and we went to our flat together.

I quickly took a shower and changed my clothes. Di has already prepared the table for us. Without wasting time I started eating, I was starving.

After finishing the food we sat on the sofa together. Di lay down and put her leg on my thigh. I put my hand on her leg and rubbed it.

Di: "What time did you come last night?"

Me: "around 2 am. The train was late."

Di: "Oh, no wonder you couldn't wake up."

Me: "Yeah, I slept late too."

Di: "Why? Were you seeing ghosts?"

Me: "Argh! No. And don't tease me again."

Di: "What will you do? Pinch your sister's butt again."

Me: "Yes, but this time my hand won't stop after pinching one time."

Di: "Do you think I will let you? And can you win?"

I sneered and pinched her leg. And the next second a fight broke out between us.

But damn it. She again locked my neck between her thigh and my arm in her hand. I quickly tap her arm to release me.

She smirked and let go of me. Fuah! For a second I thought my hand would break. My head was still between her thighs and I gasped for breath.

"I still think Dad made a mistake admitting you to the karate class," I complained.

She laughed and ruffled my hair. "It wouldn't have happened if you had joined me. At least you wouldn't lose so badly."

Even though the way we were was not appropriate, none of us mined it. We were always like this. If someone saw us this way they would think that we were a couple.

I grunt at hearing her. I now regret not joining her in the class. She was always strong and she learned all kinds of defensive skills. It was also why no boy had ever tried to mess with her.