screaming **Discontinued**

chapter 12

soon enough i saw headlights and the familiar face came into view. ''hey paris sweetie what are you doing all the way up here?'' Shelby asked. i looked with a longing look at my old house and i felt tears welling up in my eyes. ''this is your old house isn't?'' dolan asked with a sympathetic voice. i nodded my head sadly. they all came closer and soon we shared our first group hug. i then remembered all my stuff and looked at the car as soon as i had wiggled out of their grip. ''what is it Paris?'' mark asked. i eyed the car one last time and then turned around and started walking towards my house. ''Paris we can't just go in we don't have a key.'' lily said to me. i held up my hand and showed them the key while i was still walking towards my house. i opened the door again since i closed it when i went out to wait for them. went inside and guided them in. they all looked around with awe. i walked straight upstairs to my room. i looked around one last time and made a few pictures so i could always remember it even when i wasn't here. i then walked to my parents room and i froze. the way the room looked was like a normal day and my parents could just walk out any moment to ask if i was ready to go. my mother was indecisive and the bed had looked like this hundreds of times. i fell to the ground and cried. the others were in the opening of the door but didn't come closer. i was grateful for that. i stood up and threw things around the room full of anger. that's when i felt two arms holding me and keeping me from throwing some more stuff. i figured it was mark and sank to the ground now crying again. knowing that how deep i would hide it inside or denying it, the accident broke me and i would never ever be able to get rest from the nightmares and flashbacks. later i got myself together again and stood up wiping my tears. i took a deep breath and walked to the closet were i stalled all the stuff i wanted to take with me. mark understood now why i was eyeing the car and the rest understood too. so when i lifted a few of the boxes and turned around with tears in my eyes they helped me. one by one they took the boxes from my arms and brought them to the car. then we were off to the place where we actually came for. when we were close i tapped on marks shoulder who was driving. he set his car on the side of the road and then turned to me. ''you want to walk the way from here like you did when she was buried don't you?'' i looked at him with my jaw on the floor but it soon turned to confused. how did he know? ''i had the same thing when my parents died'' he explained to me. ''okay guys we're gonna ride on okay?'' he nodded his head at me an i got out mouthing thank you to him. he smiled back and gave me a nod. the car started again but i knew that because i walked i would be faster. (it probably makes no sense but that doesn't matter because i'm the writer and i decide ;) soon enough i reached the gate of the graveyard and saw dolores waiting there for me with the piece that we made. ''here i already went to her but i knew she would've wanted you to give it. she hasn't seen it i promise it was still in the car when i went so don't be mad. i haven't spoiled your surprise.'' she looked at me innocently making me laugh and she started laughing with me. then my foster family arrived. ''ah paris you're here already and who's this?'' mark said while smiling. ''hi i'm dolores i'm the owner of the flower shop nearby.'' ah okay so she was with you this afternoon?'' ''yes, we made her mother a piece. she was a good friend of mine i still miss her.'' ''she must have been a very special woman." ''yes, she was, she definitely was." i went through the gate and immediately knew where i had to go. i finally came to the place and looked at the stone. when the others joined me i heard them gasp. i figured it was because my mom was pretty well known when she was an agent for the government. Shelby was the first to speak up. ''that stone is absolutely remarkable.'' that surprised me of course i designed a pretty stone but i thought it was because they now knew exactly who my mother was. ''it really is paris.'' lily said when she saw my confused expression. ''who designed it?'' Shelby asked. i pointed at myself to show that i designed it. ''really?! you designed this paris?'' i nodded my head. who else was going to decide everything. my mother was dead and my father left so he was dead to me too. ''you have a talent paris it's absolutely gorgeous.'' Shelby said as she slowly walked away. she quietly but still loud enough for me to hear said: ''come on let's give paris some time alone.'' i looked up at her and nodded thankfully. she smiled back and mouthed no problem. when the others were gone i took my flower piece and put it down on her grave. ''happy birthday'' i said to her. i then turned around and walked away. i promised myself that my mother was the only person i would speak to a long time ago. even though she was gone i still felt save there. i could still feel her. and i knew that she would be with me forever...