Chapter 3

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I havent been back to support group, or out of the house much at all, since the last time I went 3 weeks ago. I have been trying to focus on other things, but nothing works. I tried painting, but the brown i used for the trees reminded me of Gus' beautiful hair and I took a nap.

I feel bad for my mother. She knows something is wrong but has no idea how to help. And every time she tries, I just yell at her. I dont want to explain what is going on because I'm afraid she will think I'm even crazier and take me to the hospital.

"Hazel! Can you come down here, hun?" my mother yells. I sit up and jump out of bed. What could she need? I run through all of the possibilities in my mind, but they all have to do with Gus, so I automatically rule them out.

"Sweetheart, I have to talk to you about something."

AUTHORS NOTES

*Sorry this chapter was short and somewhat boring, but the next chapter will be up soon!*

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