We are the Hamilton

Chapter 24- John and Chess

This chapter is mainly just Chess because what do you do with a dead person (sorry)

*2 days later*

Kate's POV:

School was canceled for the week for those who needed it. Everyone took off, I don't think anyone has been in that school. Chess hasn't flat lined since.....you know when. She's still on life support but her condition hasn't gotten better or worse. "MOM! IM GOING TO SEE CHESS!" I yelled and grabbed my favorite sweatshirt. It may or may not be one I stole from Chess a few weeks ago. "Oh Kate!" Mom came around the corner of the house. She was in the kitchen cutting vegetables. Ever since the incident, I have tried to stay as far away from... She was holding a knife. I screamed, I know she's not going to stab me but I still screamed. I backed up against the wall and slid down it and started crying. Again. "Oh my god, Kate," she set the knife down on the tv stand. "I am so sorry." She came over and sat down next to me. "It's okay. It's going to be okay." She said and pulled my head into her chest.

Eliza's POV:

"I can't believe he's gone." I said for the 400th time just today. "We shouldn't have let him go." Peggy said. "You guys shouldn't have told him to go." Angie said. "I know," I started crying again, "It's all my fault." I said. "It's not your fault Liza." Angie said. "It is! It was my idea for the boys to go!" I curled up in a ball on my bed. Angie and Peggy came off of theirs and sat on either side of me. Peggy laid on top of me and Angie laid down so her face was really close to mine for some reason. "Yo raccoon sisters, lunch is ready." Father said. He calls us 'raccoon sisters' because of the amount of crying we have been doing. All three of us wear mascara... "Im not hungry." We all mumbled. "Suit yourself." Father said and left the room. We haven't eaten anything or had water since the incident. We haven't even left our room. Angie, Peggy, and I continued to lay on my bed and eventually all three of us fell asleep.

"Girls...." Mother said as she knocked on our door. I opened my eyes. Mother was putting 3 Slurpees and sandwiches on our desk. "Hi mama." Peggy said and got off of me. I sat up and so did Angie. "You need to eat something. I got the thing that D-J drinks in that one musical Angie likes." Mother said. "Mom it's JD." Angie corrected her. "You got slurpees?" I asked. Mother nodded. "Here." She handed us them. "Thanks." I said and took the slurpee from her. She left the room and Catherine, Philip, and John came in a few minutes later. "So we heard you three got slurpees." John said. "Here, have mine." Angie said and handed it to John. "And what about us?" Philip asked. "Here." Peggy held out her drink and gave it to Philip. I held mine out and Catherine took it. They left the room without saying anything else.

Riley's POV:

"Mom! I didn't do it!" I yelled for the 400th time. "Riley I want to believe you....but I can't." "And why's that?" Ever since last Saturday, my mom and dad had to come back from from where ever the hell they were and 'watch' me. The cops said it was either me, Reese, or Eva. I don't know how they figured that out, but everyone else was free to go. Reese, Eva, and I were put on house arrest until they got to the bottom of the stab incident. My mom thinks it was me, I don't really blame her though. But I didn't do it. "I don't know I just don't trust you." "Mom, I really don't think she did it." My brother said. "Daniel, stay out of this." Mom snapped and he backed up. "Honey, I really don't think Riley did it. She has been trying to tell you that for the past two days." "Thank you dad." "You stay out of this too." I took a deep breath and sat down on the couch. "I didn't do it. I don't know what else you want me to say."

Annleigh's POV:

"Farrah." I said in my mom voice. I kinda gained one two years ago, after my mom married Farrah's dad. She was standing in the kitchen drinking from her orange water bottle aka the alcohol bottle. "Heyyy Annleigh." She pushed the water bottle behind her so I couldn't see it. "Farrah, you are 16." I reminded her. "But-"     "-no buts, give it to me." "That's what she said." Farrah took another sip of what ever was in her alcohol bottle. "FARRAH GRACE!" I snatched the bottle from her. "Give it back!" She started reaching for the bottle that I was holding up. "No! You are too young." I walked over to the sink and dumped the alcohol out. I could now very clearly tell that she had vodka in the water bottle. "Oh my gosh Farrah, it smells like you had straight up hand sanitizer in here. Yuck." I looked over at the counter. There was an empty bottle of vodka on the counter. I just saw mom buy that yesterday, I know mr Thomas and mom did not drink all of that. They easily got up this morning and went to work. "Farrah....." she didn't move. "Farrah." I said again.