"Who is this guy

A/N: This was cut from chapter 3, right in the middle when she falls asleep at the table. I cut this because it just wasn't the tone I wanted to set for that chapter. I did add a few sentences to finish it off; I stuck in an author's note where the end originally was. There are probably a ton of spelling and grammar mistakes throughout all the deleted scenes because they are just that, deleted. I didn't intent for them to be seen by the general public and won't waste effort on something that isn't going to end up in the story.

"Who is this guy?" Brady's voice floated through my dream. "I have no idea, but look. He's everywhere." Collin answered quietly. "Why is she in a hospital?" Paul asked, sounding slightly frantic. I began to realize that this was not a dream and Collin was probably going to make me go sleep in my bed. "Dad said she had cancer. She stayed in the hospital for about a year before it was gone." Collin murmured, flipping pages. I opened my eyes and sat up. Paul was in front of me staring at the album. Brady and Collin were in the process of making dinner. The clock said 2:16. "Rhia. Who's that guy?" Collin asked, pulling his head out of the fridge. I laughed and closed the album, tucking it under my arm. The laugh was strange and I knew it sounded all-wrong. There was a sharp twist to it, almost a sob where my agony had jumped in. I couldn't say his name in front of them. That would be like dragging it through the mud. I pushed my chair back, knocking it over and began to run out of the kitchen. My mother came into the living room as I ran through the kitchen doorway. She pressed herself against the wall and stared as I bolted past. In my room I could hear her through the locked door. "What's wrong with Rhia?" She asked, shocked. "We came in and she was asleep at the table. There was this photo album in front of her and we started looking at it. She woke up and when we asked who the guy in all the pictures was she flipped out." Collin said. I could hear my mother give a sigh and sit down. "His name was Ian. They were best friends. He died the day she was released from the hospital." Mom said, sounding distant. (A/N) The boys sat, silent for a few minutes. Then I heard chairs being scrapped back and Paul's voice. "I should go." He sound like he was in pain and his voice twisted with agony. Collin and Brady went out with him; I could hear their voices outside. For the longest time my mother just sat there, making no sound at all.