The Love Of A Girl ·C.G.· |The Love Of A Boy Sequel|

·Chapter Twenty-Three·

|Ally's P.o.v.|

"They need to leave." I state. These people were good when they came in, but now they are just trouble makers. What are the odds that they come and one of us dies. One of us who happens to be my brother! They have to go. I pace back and fourth, biting my nails viciously. I always do this during times of distress. 

"Sit down, we don't even know what happened." Dad tells me. I stop and let my arms fall to my sides. 

"It's pretty obvious what happened, dad!" I shout. 

"Enough!"

Our heads snap to my mother who just walked into the living room. She looks so beaten down and sad. It makes me angry. My mother is the most giving woman I know and these people come in and take it for granted. I'm not usually like this, but I'm more riled up than usual. My brother died and I saw something I wish I didn't today. The way Hailey fell into Randall made me sick, I think I really like him. We've been talking for awhile now and I thought he liked me too. I wouldn't really know what that feels like. Sure I had that thing with Ron, but it seemed faked and forced. 

I sit down on the sofa when Spencer came in. He took the spot next to me and even though the house was barely lit I could tell he had been crying. My lucky twin brother comes walking in, handing mom a CD, Aidens CD. After handing it to our crying mother Alexander takes a seat on the other side of me, now completely filling the couch. Mom puts in Aidens CD and plays it to the max, not caring if it leads walkers to the gate. I close my eyes and lay my head on Spencer's shoulder. Letting myself feel the pain of losing my brother. I haven't felt loss in a long time and I don't want to feel it, but I am. I can feel the tears prick at my eyes, begging to do anything to be let out, but I don't let them. I squeeze my eyes tighter and let the darkness over come me as I listen to my brothers favorite rock band. 

|Hailey's P.o.v.|

Waking up today was weird. The moment my eyes opened I got an over whelming feeling of sadness. I had no reason to be as sad as I woke up to be, but I guess Noah's death is leaving a coldness in the air. The kind of coldness you feel when you lose someone, that kind you feel deep in your bones. I told Randall that if he covered my morning shift I would cover his, because I just didn't feel like getting up this morning. I can't help, but think about Ally and her family. Ally isn't my favorite person, but I know how it feels. 

"You okay?" Carl asks. I look down at his head in my lap and nod.

"I've just been thinking." I tell him. Carl sits up and stares out of the window. I close my eyes, enjoying the silence. I like it sometimes. I suddenly feel the bed shift and hear Carl's shoes on the wooden floor. I open my eyes and sit up, watching as Carl opens our door.

"Where are you going?" I ask causing him to stop in his tracks.

"Seeing what Ron is doing. Wanna come?" He asks. I think for a moment then shake my head no. Carl gives a quick nod before walking out. I lay back down letting out a huge sigh. I don't know what to do with myself right now. I'm still not used to not fighting for my life. I have time until I have my shift, I guess I could sleep a little. I shut my eyes and get comfy. Soon enough I'm fast asleep.

|Randall's P.o.v.|

It's been a rough day. Deanna has been distant and so has Ally. I understand why she's upset, I just wish she would talk to me. Her and I have been talking a lot and she's pretty cute. I think I may like her, but I'm still trying to sort out my feelings. I think about Beth every day and I will always love her, but I know she'll want me happy. I've talked to Ally about everything, everything besides Beth. I guess I don't know how to bring her up.