Chapter Twenty Eight

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Rest in Peace Jessica.

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Amy's POV

It's been a couple of months since Riker left. The LOUDER album has had a hug success. The guys really wanna go back on tour but, they need their bass player. So for now, I'm just going to call them R4. Unless Ryland joined, but he can't play any instruments. So, life at the Lynch's has been going okay. Sometimes Stormie and Mark don't leave there room. Don't worry. They're not having sex, it's just Stormie can't bear to leave the house.

We're lucky if we get to she her everyday. She's become very sick. We're all praying for her. Rocky was putting up the Christmas tree with Rydel, while Ryland put up some lights out side with Ross and I was in charge of the food. We just thought it would be a good idea if it was just us seven. I haven't been receiving anymore notes from 'Fuzzy Bear'. I don't know why. Rydel still, has her own room. Ryland moved in with Rokcy and I'm just chilling with Ross. Ross and I have become extremely tight over these last couple of months. We pretty much do everything together. We're like an old married couple. Just like good ol' Stormie and Mark. Although I'm a couple of years older than Ross...it's cool.

*The next morning*

We all gathered around the Christmas tree, swapping presents with each other. Stormie was with us, but she looked very weak. She was pale and all she did was watch the front door. We had the fireplace going to keep ourselves warm. There was a knock at the door and then I saw the shadow disappear. I went to grab it and I looked around and saw nothing. Just a box on the step. It had three holes on the top of it. Sometimes in here and it's alive. I picked it up and took it in side. Mark was very intrigued in what was inside it. Ryland picked off the note and read it out loud.

"Thinking of you all. F.B." and he gave me a confusing look and I shrugged so I opened the box and appeared a small little pug. "Awww." Pretty much everyone chorused. I picked it up and cuddled it. It was the cutest thing ever. "What should we call it?" Rocky asked and for the next ten minutes everyone talked about what name we should cal it. "Amy." Stormie said. "Yeah?" I said sweetly. "Check it's collar." She whispered and I checked it's collar. "Molly." I said and Stormie nodded. "It's cute." She whispered to me and I smiled. Even though she's pretty sick, she's such a hero and a fighter.

It was just before lunch. Ross was setting up the table. Rydel was taking the meat out of the oven. Ryland was taking the drinks out. and Mark was helping Stormie walk to the kitchen table when the door bell rang three times. I went to go grab it and she was standing there and then I realised he was standing there with her. I didn't car about Britney, not one little bit. But Riker?

"Riker?" I just managed to say.

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