Center of My Hatred

1-Grief

Kaelynn's P.O.V.

You know the feeling you get after someone you love dearly passes away? That makes you not want to smile anymore, and wish that the person was alive again? Yeah, grief. That's what I was feeling like. It's been a whole year since our mother died, and I've been through the stages of grief. Denial, self-blame, everything. The whole nine yards. I mean, I haven't genuinely smiled throughout that whole time period.

Char's is probably just as bad, if not worse. They had a strong bond, I can say that. She hasn't acted her usual bouncy self. It's all been seriousness and crap. Same with me. No smiles, except fake ones. No laughs, except fake ones. No happiness, just not even trying to fake that.

Tam and Ti's parents have been so helpful, and I'm grateful for them helping us an all. The dogs and Zesty are even here with us. They remind me so much of her.Char's been talking to Zesty, and I don't know if that's helping her at all. Atleast she's talking to someone, I just have all my feelings inside me. Not only sadness, regret, and grief. Rage. I want to get back at whoever cause the unhappiness in my family. The guy who took the best woman away from us. The guy who were so cruel and heartless, that they didn't even check to see if we were okay.

The police still haven't found who the guy is. Apparently, the car was some lady's that was dead over ten years ago. So, in my head, this had to be planned out. It just had to be. Unless ghosts can come back to life and drive a truck around, someone planned this. And I knew it had something to deal with that redheaded demon lady.

***

I sat in the middle of my bed, Georgia curled up beside me. I was reading a book about some girl who was a vampire or something. I don't know. I couldn't concentrate, because images of fire and flames kept popping up into my mind. The images developed a week after the accident, as soon as I woke up from my coma. After Char had left the room for a drink of water, I started to remember what had happened, and freaked out. The only way to calm myself was to "soothe the flames", which was by any rubbing. Rubbing my legs, arms, anything. It's weird, but it happened.

Somebody knocked on my door, and I told them to come in. Tam's head peeked inside, and she smiled at me. "Hey, KayKay."

"Oh, hi, Tam," I responded, rubbing my thighs.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Fine," I lied. "Just fine. S-so, what's up?"

"Oh, Ti and I were going to start looking for apartments, and were wondering if you wanted to come with? Can't live somewhere we all hated."

'We all'? What did she mean?

"Wait, I'm not following." I closed the book, and sat it on the other side of me.

"We're looking for an apartment. Together. Or some place to rent. Since the four of us are going to be living together."

We're going to live together? Really? "Really, Tam? We are?" I questioned.

"Yeah, Kay. Why would I lie? And I know you're probably tired of living in this house. I know I am. Seeing the same old walls and the same old rooms. Not to mention, Mom and Dad are going to move somewhere more 'relaxing'."

"Where?"

"Hawaii. But, I don't know why would they. That place has volvanoes and stuff. How it's relaxing, I'll never understand."

I thought about it. It would be nice to live in another house. Looking at the pictures of the twins and their families made me homesick. But, I could never cure it because my home's just disappeared in the blink of an eye. The only family I have is Char.

"So are you coming?" Tam asked.

"Yeah, why not?"

A/N: I'm back, guys!!!! That's the girls now.