My dead ex-boyfriends new girlfriend keeps texting me but it's not just her on the other end

This is the third time I’ve written this post, the first two times it got deleted because I included my real life phone number. I don’t know if it’s against the rules or what but I just want to tell this story without delay so I’ll just change some of the numbers and areas codes. I’m not comfortable posting a completely fake number so just know the number in this post isnt my real one.<br><br>Ever since my ex-boyfriend Jamie died a few months back, life has been kind of a mess. <br><br>Jamie and I met senior year of high school and dated for about four years before he died. The relationship ended about a year before his death and it took me a while to move on but when I did I thought Jamie had as well. A few weeks after we broke up Jamie got A tattoo with my name written above “Til Death Do Us Part” in script on his arm. I thought it was a joke at first but when I realized he wasn’t kidding I began to worry, but he said he just got it as a reminder that I was the one he was meant to be with and he couldn’t wait to win me back when I was ready to take him back. <br><br>A year went by and I never saw or heard from Jamie. I moved on and started dating A guy in one of my college classes. I had almost completely forgotten about Jamie by the time I got that fateful phone call from his mom a few months ago. I was telling my mom about my new boyfriend when she broke the news to us. She was so heartbroken and told me Jamie had killed himself a few days prior. The funeral was being held in a few days back in Jamie and mine home town. My mom suggested I go but my dad didn’t think it was necessary. My mom ended up going and I stayed home with dad to watch the house while they were away.<br><br>About two weeks after the funeral, When I thought the worst of it was over Jamie’s mom called me and told me she was doing a little cleaning at Jamie’s place and found a box full of items she thought would be better off in my hands. I told her I was busy with school and didn’t have time to come over so she offered to send it in the mail. I thought it was a bit odd she was sending so much but She said she included some P&J’s (our special nickname for Peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches) A strict vegan since age 10, I’m not sure what kind of P&J’s she made me but I haven't opened it.<br><br>I was surprised when a week had passed and still no package. She had told me it would take about 3 days to get here so I called her to check on it and she said she hadn’t sent it yet and had completely forgotten. She again offered to have it mailed and I assumed she was being lazy and didn’t want to take the time to go to the post office. I shrugged it off and took another P&J out of the fridge to eat. I had opened one a few days prior and being the vegan I am decided to taste test the P&J’s so I could sarcastically tell her what a “Tasty meat filled P&J she had made.” It tasted just like the Grape Jelly and Peanut Butter I used to eat as a kid. I Ate about half of it and put the rest back in the fridge for later, but the next day when I opened the fridge I could have sworn there were 2 P&J’s, not 1. I had eaten a bunch so I thought maybe she had included extras. I was eating the sandwiches all day but it didn't seem like they were dwindling. <br><br>I’m not sure why I was so paranoid but one night while getting a glass of water I thought I smelled Jamie’s cologne. Not a big deal, it’s probably on an old shirt or something I thought but as I turned to walk away from the fridge I caught a glimpse of myself in a window and my hair was standing up. <br><br>I thought it was strange but shook it off until my phone rang. My phone displayed the words “Jamie <3” which it had done every time he called me when we were dating. I stared at it in confusion wondering who was on the other end because in addition to Jamie dying his number had been disconnected and he had gotten a new phone/phone number a few months before he died. I picked up and Jamie was on the other end. He told me A lot of stuff really fast and in a quite tone so I didn’t catch it all but the 2 things that stood out to me were. “You know who’s been eating your P&J’s” and “Meet me at my house A few towns over. We need to talk.” <br><br>I was still in shock I think but the whole thing creeped me out and I don’t know how I didn’t hang up immediately after hearing a dead man on the other end of the line but I stood there frozen and did nothing. Jamie asked me if I was still there and I somehow managed to squeeze out a “Y-yes.” Before he said “good I’ll see you soon.” And hung up. I’m not sure what came over me but I grabbed my keys, and ran out the door towards Jamie’s house in the next town with tears streaming down my face. <br><br>The whole drive I don’t think I felt anything. I was numb. Not upset or scared or anything. When I pulled up Jamie was standing on the front porch so I got out and approached him. He looked how he looked when we met. Young and handsome. I was 16 and he was 17 when we met so he was only 21 when he died. <br><br>“J-jamie.” Was all I could muster. He rubbed my cheek with his hand and looked into my eyes with his dark brown ones. I was so overwhelmed with emotions I didn’t know how to feel. The numbing feeling I had just moments before was instantly washed away and replaced by happiness. Jamie was back I thought. <br><br>Jamie walked me inside and up the stairs to his room. It looked how his room did when we first met, there were childhood toys and mementos everywhere. Baseball cards and trophy’s and the like. I sat on his bed and he sat next to me. All I wanted to do was hug him. I missed him so much and was so scared I’d never see him again. We sat on the bed in silence for what felt like hours until I finally embraced him. <br><br>“I missed you so much.” I said as tears fell from my eyes. Jamie held me with one hand and wiped my tears away with the other. I looked up at him and kissed him, and to my surprise he kissed me back. It was the same feeling I got the first time we kissed it sent butterflies through my body and my heart skipped a beat. <br><br>“I miss you too baby. That’s why I came back for you.” Jamie said as he gently brushed my hair out of my face. He looked into my eyes and I felt so overcome with love when he told me. “You know who’s been eating your P&J’s right?”<br><br>I nodded in agreement. “It was you right?”<br><br>Jamie smiled and kissed me, and as he did I felt a hand slide down the side of my leg. A hand other than Jamies. <br><br>“You remember what my Casper stories were like don’t you?” He said. Casper stories were just a made up A ghost story Jamie made up to try and scare me every night before bed. Casper was a fictional ghost Jamie made up to scare me in the stories. He was a ghost that followed Jamie everywhere and would sometimes hide in his shadow or make appearances by his side. He had a few other friends in his stories like Aep and Boris. “Baby, It’s not just Casper sometimes.” Jamie finished. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt like I had to pee but when A gentle breeze swept across my face I nearly cried. I definitely had to go now.<br><br>“Oh my gosh Jamie, I’m so sorry but I really have to go to the bathroom.” I looked around to find it but realized it had been years since I’d been in his room and had totally forgot where everything was. <br><br>Jamie laughed. “Down the hall on your right, it’s the second door past my moms room. There should be a night light so be careful not to trip.”<br><br>“I will, I’ll be right back.” I got up and walked out the door and toward the bathroom. Casper Stories filled my head as I walked down the dark hallway. I don’t know why but the whole environment really set the mood for one. <br><br>I reached the bathroom and flipped on the light. It was dark and cold so I turned on the faucet to warm it up a little. I sat down on the toilet and as I began to go I felt a warmth against the back of my leg. I jumped up and looked in the shower. It was empty but the shower curtain was pulled closed. I opened It and found it empty so I checked under the sink and against the wall. Nothing. But as I sat back down I could have sworn I saw a shadow standing behind me, but when I looked again it was gone. I sat back down and When I finished I wiped and stood up to my surprise there were two words written on the mirror in red letters. “She knows.” And below it my name with a heart around it. She knows what I thought, but it doesn’t matter, Jamie’s back. <br><br>I walked back downstairs and found Jamie sitting at the kitchen table with an empty plate and a knife in front of him. He looked up and smiled. “You always made the best P&J’s baby.” He said and I blushed. I walked over to