Lawrence sat down on the edge of his bed, burying his face in his hands. Now he wished he'd just gone ahead and chucked himself off the roof. Barbara sat down next to him, and rested a cold hand on his elbow. He withdrew.
"Is there anything we can do to help?" She asked, fully prepared to adopt this grown ass man. Adam sat on the other side of him, and exchanged a sympathetic look with his wife. It was all starting to come together now: the mess, the bad attitude, the crazy mom, the little, faded, circular scars up and down his arms...
"What can you guys do?" Lawrence's voice was muffled in his hands. He looked up. "No offense, but you're both a little too on the "Pottery Barn" and "Dry white wine" side to scare my mom away."
"There's got to be something," Adam insisted. "What all did that demon woman say?" He looked at Barbara for help.
"Learn to throw your voice!" Barbara's voice echoed across the room, "Fool your friends!" "Fun at parties!" She beamed at Adam. "Maybe we can do this!" She stood. "Come on, hun, follow my lead!" She lead Adam out and down the stairs.
Lawrence's mom was digging through the refrigerator, throwing out old take out and griping about there not being any food. "Damn boy can't even stock a fridge. He got this shit from his father's side of the family. I should have left his ass in a dumpster like- DAAAAY-O!" She straightened up and looked around. "The hell?" Was she having a stroke? "Me say DAY-O!" She jerked, as if becoming a puppet on strings. The woman then proceeded into the living room, belting out calypso music.
Lawrence came down the stairs to see what was happening. "Lawrence!" His mom yelled over the disembodied music. "What's happening?!"
"There's ghosts in this house, mom. And they want you gone!" He snapped down at her.
"Ghosts?! Why the hell didn't you say so?!" Here it was. She was about to freak the hell out and run. "I'm gonna' be rich!"
"WHAT?!"
"A real haunted house? You dumbass, you could have capitalized on this shit!" She cackled. "I'm calling the media as soon at this is over with!"
"You're supposed to be scared!" He shouted in frustration. Nothing ever worked out for him, did it? Everything was just one hit after another.
"We're sorry Lawrence," Babara appeared next to him, and Adam next to her. "We thought this would work!"
"I know what will..." A dark look came over his face.
"Lawrence, no! You don't know what will happen!" Adam protested.
"I know what will happen if I don't. Lydia!" He hollered.
"What was that?!" His mom screamed from the living room.
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