Where Do I Begin?

Chapter 97

Courtney

I was in my room listening to music. I have been locked up in my room ever since we got back. I haven't talked to anyone either. I still couldn't get the fact that Keith is gone out of my head. He is never coming back. Never. I was trying to hold back tears from my eyes. I was imaging Keith in my head. All the memories we had. Everything we did together. Gone. My brother that I loved is gone. I heard a knock at my door.

"Courtney, sweety, it's mom. We have to talk to you." She said. I got up from my bed and unlocked the door, then walked back to my bed. They opened the door and walked in. My mom and Dad came over and sat down next to me. "Hi Courtney."

"Hi." I said very lightly.

"Courtney... We have to talk to you." Dad said.

"As you know, Keith's funeral is next week." Mom said. I nodded. I didn't want to think about it. "And then.... We're moving." Dad said. I looked up at him.

"What?"

"We are moving back to Tennessee." He finished. I stared at him.

"What?! You can't do that! I had friends down here, Keith's gonna be buried down here and I have my life here!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry Courtney. We have too. Because of Keith." Dad explained. I shook my head, still staring at him.

"I can't believe you guys. My brother just died and now we are moving?! And you also lied about our family members!" I yelled. Dad's eyes widened.

"What?" Dad asked. I started to break. Little, by little.

"Oh don't pretend you don't know. I met up with Ocean Jewell on the way to California. Figured out she's my cousin and Paige Jewell is my grandma!" I yelled.

"Hey! Your mother before she died didn't want you meet grandma because they got into a fight. She told me the night she died because she knew she was gonna...." Then, he stopped. I stared at him.

"Dad. Know what?" I asked. He turned his head so he couldn't see me. "Dad!" I screamed.

"She knew she was gonna die that day! Okay? There!" He yelled. I couldn't move. I was in so much shock.

"What do you mean..." I whispered. Dad started to cry.

"This is a daughter-father talk." Mom said. She walked out slowly.

"Look. Your mom was depressed. She went... crazy. I couldn't stop her. But she wanted you guys to go with her so she can spend her last moments with y'all." Dad explained. I stared at the floor. I couldn't process this in my head. "I'm sorry, Courtney. That's why her and Dawn died. Why did you think you guys were going into the car?" I shrugged.

"I don't know. I just remembered mom rushing to me and Dawn when we were playing dolls. She looked at us like she was in a huge hurry. She told us to get into the car. She never told us why though..." I stopped. She wanted us all murdered. So we can go down with her. "Dawns dead because of Mom." I said to myself. Dad nodded. I started to get flashbacks of the crash.

I remembered Mom spinning out. And I remember seeing Dawn screaming. I can still see her. I could have saved her. I just remember Dawn crying and screaming in fear. I had less emotion then a brick. I just stared at her. Then, the car flipped, and the next thing I remember is being in the hospital.