Chapter 4

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What! I thought only 3 things. What the fuck is going on. "How, what how did this happen?" I stuttered. "W-w-well s-she was in t-the hospital. L-like she has been for the p-p-past few months a-a-and s-she had a-a-a-a h-heart a-attack. T-the d-doctors didn't g-get there in t-time and she she she she died."

She burst out crying. I sat down and tried to comfort her but it was no use. I just stood up and walked out of the house. I had met no new people besides John and Evan but I didn't know where they lived. I walked out to my truck and as I did I saw Jason walking down the street just walking. No posse, no girls, no family just him walking down the street. Right into the cemetery and out of sight.

2 weeks later.

After 3 practices so far this week I'm absolutely pooped. But I have to get unpooped as I'm going to my dear sister's wake. I got my suit on and slicked my hair back. I walked down the stairs and saw mom waiting on the couch. I picked up the keys and headed out the door. She followed. I drives as she was crying the whole way there. That was the only sound that was heard on the way there. After what seemed like forever we arrived.

The whole day was just made up of hugs crying and of course speeches about how great Carly was. I just couldn't say anything. I hadn't spoken at all since this morning. As the coffin was being dropped in I couldn't take it anymore. I started to sob which turned into a soft cry. I felt my mothers arms wrap around me and lead me outside to the car. She started to drive instead of me because it was her turn to drive. Also because I couldn't even see out of my eyes because it was all blurred from my tears.

We finally got home and as soon as we got in the house she ran upstairs and slammed the door in her room. Her loud cries could be heard from even downstairs. I forgot my phone out in the car. As I walked out I saw Jason walking into the cemetery again this time with a flashlight. And this time I decided to follow him.

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