Picking up the Pieces

Chapter 2- Part A

Chapter 1- part A

I stared at Jackson in shock before saying,'' No you can't be my mom is dead and Mark, he never went out or anything!!" " Yeah about that your mom-our mom isn't dead" Jackson said looking at me winging his hands together nervously,"Yes she is, she died in a car crash two years ago!!!" I yelled furious at Jackson who was claiming that my mother wasn't dead.

Jackson shook his head and raised out of his chair before quickly walking over to the door and motioning someone in. In walked a lady with blond hair and bright blue eyes looking every thing like my mom would, crinkles by her eyes and laugh lines and a spark in her eyes when she looked at Jackson.

When she looked at me thought her eyes dulled much like her sons and filled with tears, "Ashley is that you? Oh my, look at my baby you've gotten so big and grown up!!!" she said rushing over to me, I flinched at the fast movement and tried to move away from her, scooting closer to Jackson in the process to get away from the ghost standing before me.

She looked just like mom did, only older and more happy. I looked at my "mom" and said hotly, " If your my mother name one thing about me only she would know," she looked at me while saying, " You have always loved to take pictures of things, people, animals or just stuff, you took a picture of the lake when we went camping at Bear Lake; I went and put it on the fridge later that week when we got back," my mouth dropped open in shock, this woman really was my mother.

I looked at her and looked at Jackson who had silently watched out exchange. I quickly swallowed and looked back at mom, " you died in a car crash though, they said you died on impact, how did you-" I sputtered confusingly. Mom gently touched my forehead and said, "I will tell you everything later darling, when we get home alright, now why don't you get some sleep, the doctors said you can go home this weekend, they just have to make sure your ribs heal along with your leg." My eyes widened at the thought of going back to Mark, " I-I don't want to go back to Mark I want to get a-away from him, can i- can I stay with you guys please, at least until Mark is in jail " I pleaded looking at Jackson and Mom. "Oh honey of course you can stay, as a matter of fact we already have a room for you at the house, now why don't you get some sleep, you've got a long week ahead of you alright", I let out a yawn at her words suddenly feeling tired but not wanting to go to sleep in fear of the nightmares that come every night, " Jackson can you-can you stay till I fall asleep, I don't want to be alone," I asked in a small voice looking at Jackson, he nodded before dragging his chair closer saying," Yeah Ash I'll stay," and grabbing onto my hand.

I saw Mom out of the corner of my eye look at us with tears in her eyes before leaving, the door clicking shut behind her. The only thought I had before i fell asleep was " I'm not gonna be that scared little girl anymore, I'm a free woman with a family now and I and going to change and pick up the pieces."

(Jackson's P.O.V.)

I stared at the girl that was my sister, she looked just like Mom did, and she looked like me too a little. Ashley was sleeping finally. I let out a sigh thinking back to when my friends and i ran into that house, saving Ashley.

(Jackson's Memory)

My friends and i were walking back home, laughing and goofing off. Tyler and Scott, who were brothers, were throwing the football back and forth over all of our heads, that is before Arron grabbed it and chucked it across the street where it landed in someone's yard. "Man, COME ON!!!! did you have to do that?!?" Tyler said punching Arron in the shoulder before rushing across the street careful of the cars, to go get it with Scott trailing behind.

"Yes, yes i did," Arron said after them with a smile, while Isaac came up behind us and clapped us both on the shoulders growling out with his head bent between us, " if you hadn't had done that i would have bloody murdered the twats." [an: Isaac is British:)]