The Green(The Green - book 1)

Chapter 33

Tommy's mother embraced him tight! "Oh my God! I'm so glad you're okay!" She said softly, with tears in her eyes. "Next time you run away, you leave a note!!" She said. "I didn't think you'd believe me..." Tommy replied. "Even if we didn't believe you... We're your parents! We need to know you are okay!" "I guess I'm in big trouble, with everything that happened, huh?" "We understand, bud... Your body lost control and you thought you did something wrong, so you ran..." His father said. "What about Mrs. Watson?" His mother smiled. "Why don't you go see for yourself?" Tommy gave them a confused look and walked out to Mrs. Watson's doorstep, then rang the doorbell.

Mrs. Watson opened the door, a surprised look came across her face. "Oh good lord! You're safe!" "I'm sorry I hurt you..." Tommy said, as he looked down. "You? Oh hush now, lad! I had a seizure and have heart trouble. You didn't do any such thing!" "Would you like to join us for dinner, Mrs. Watson?" His mother asked, as she walked up from behind. "Well... I s'pose it is a special occasion! Gladly! Let's go!" Then they headed back into their house. "Would you like some wine?" His mother asked Mrs. Watson, when they approached the kitchen. "Thank ye, dear!" Mrs. Watson replied. "How have you been, the past few weeks, Mrs. Watson?" Mr. Foley asked. "Ah, dinnae fash yersel, lad! M' ticker is jes a bit pooched!" "Pooched?" Mrs. Foley asked. "It's a broken clock, dear!" Mrs. Watson replied. "Mom, what about school?" "They called a week ago. They said one of the boys confessed, when he woke up. We've signed you up for summer school. They said you can make up the month you missed." Tommy smiled. Everything that went wrong, was making things right! For weeks, he sat around thinking he killed them, but they were alive! I hope Randy isn't going to be in summer school. Especially, if they put me on medication! I hope I'll still be able to get help from Raven, if I need to! He thought. Dean looked out the window, with a serious expression on his face. "Is everything okay?" Tommy asked him. "Yeah... Just a weird feeling I've got... Don't worry about it, son." Mrs. Foley walked over to Tommy and whispered. "You need to go to take a shower! You're starting to smell really bad!" Tommy nodded and walked upstairs.

Tommy was glad to be back home and able to relax in the shower. He didn't want those peaceful moments to ever end! After all the chaos he'd been through, he felt he deserved some peace! He heard W.'s voice in his head. "I miss just being able to pretend." W.'s words stuck with him. Tommy wondered if he was living a pretend life and wondered what was to come for him, in the future. He tried to picture a life without his parents. A life without having time to have dinner, with his kids. A life he'd have to take from, instead of the life he had been given. What if I turn into W. and wind up stealing for money? He thought.

Loud sounds were heard below him, a couple minutes later. BOOM! BOOM! He heard, followed by what sounded like his mother screaming. Then again, a few seconds later. BOOM! BOOM! He wondered if he should hide or summon Raven and try and protect them. He ran out into his room with a towel and slipped on his underwear. He snuck downstairs slowly. He saw his mother and father lying on the floor bleeding. Then, he saw a tall man with long, brown hair that went over his ears and reached the bottom of his neck. He had a square chin. The tall man was wearing a leather jacket and blue jeans. He slid the sliding glass door open. Glass fell from the panes of the door. He and Tommy met eyes. "You should have listened to my brother, kid!" He said. Tommy started to realize that this man was W.'s brother, Sam. He closed his eyes and summoned Raven. Sam pointed the shotgun towards Tommy. Tommy lifted the gun out of Sam's hands, with his mind and Sam's arms raised in the air, in attempted to grab the gun. Two shots were heard, from behind. Sam fell to his knees and crashed to the floor. Dean had escaped out the garage door and shot Sam from behind.

Tommy stood there, staring down at his mother and father. Their bodies were lifeless! This wasn't like what happened with Mrs. Watson! This felt a lot deeper and scarier! Tears started to fill his eyes and stream down his face. "If I didn't run away, this wouldn't have happened..." "If you didn't run away, you might never have gotten the help you needed!" Dean replied. Mrs. Watson crawled out from behind the kitchen counter. "Come on, kid. I hate to say it, but if we call the police, they'll take you away to a home! They won't help you there at all!" Dean turned towards Mrs. Watson. "When you call the police, please don't mention me or Tommy!" Mrs. Watson nodded and stood up. She was scared speechless, after that event. "Come on. We gotta run!" Dean said.

They hopped into the blue pickup truck Dean was driving and rode away. Tommy looked back at his house. "Will I ever be able to go back there, again?" "Don't look back, son! Time flies, things happen..." Dean said, shaking his head. "Won't W. find us if we go back to Florida?" "Who said anything about goin' back to Florida?" "Then... Where are we going?" "You'll see..." A few moments later, they drove up to a three story, brown wooden house. There were pine trees on both sides of the house, as well as thick bushes in the front. "I went to your local library, to get directions to your house. I came across house listings for sale and thought it might be a good idea to relocate! I also changed my name to Bobby Ross. Maybe that'll stop anyone from picking up our scent, for a while!" "Where'd you get the truck?" Tommy asked. "Someone I used to work with gave it to me!" "Didn't W. used to work with you?" "The difference between W. and this friend... This friend is no longer with us..." "How did he die?" Tommy asked. "That's a question for another time. Don't worry, bud..." "Does this mean we can finally relax?" "For a little bit... If you thought everything we've been through has been crazy, you ain't seen nothin' yet!" Then they got out of the truck and walked into the new house.