Disclaimer: I don't own Stand By Me

Prologue

I'm an orphan. How did I become an orphan? About half an hour ago, my parents got into a car accident. They were the ones that caused it, what with their drunkenness and whatnot. So basically, I have nowhere to go.

I was sitting at home and all of a sudden the cops came. Now as usual I expected my parents did something illegal and would be in jail until my grandma could pay them out on bail, but no. They sat me down on our ratty couch and told me that the news they were going to give me would be hard to say.

"Just tell me," I said. They took a deep breath.

"Natalie, " one of the officers began. I started to get teary eyed. Whenever someone was about to tell me bad news and wouldn't get on with it, I get sad. I know it must be really bad for them to take this long. Like this one time, my friend Margie suffocated and her parents had to tell me but even they couldn't talk. I knew it must've been really bad.

"Please just tell me. I have homework to do." I said wiping a small tear that escaped my eye. The two officers looked at each other.

"Well you're parents…"

"They're dead, ain't they?" I said, not surprised. The cops solemnly nodded. I took a deep breath. "Well what do you want me to do about it?" I asked, getting angry. They didn't know what to say. "Where am I s'posed to go? What am I s'posed to do?" I didn't really know why I was acting out. The truth was, I expected them to die. I didn't really care, either. I hated them so much. They made my life a living hell. They ruined childhood for me and…the truth was…I was happy now.

"We're moving you in with your Grandma Pearl in Castle Rock Oregon." One officer told me. I smiled. I loved Grandma Pearl. Why they didn't move me there sooner, I have no idea. She was rich and she loved me and she never did anything to harm me by getting drunk or high…or whatever my stupid ass parents did.

"Finally," I smiled.

"We want you to gather any belongings that you're gonna want to take there, and are you okay staying here alone for just tonight?" a cop asked me. I nodded. "Good, we'll be here tomorrow at eight AM, bright and early, to take you over there." I kept nodding and waited for the cops to leave. When they finally did I said goodbye, and slammed the door shut, leaning against it and sighing of relief. I was free of this living hell. I could finally start a life of happiness and…this was perfect.

A/N: This was gonna be a one shot, but I just figured that it would be too good for that. I think it's gonna be good but I'm still coming up with ideas. I know Emma and I just added like a ton of stories that we worked on over the weekend, and I hope you read and review 'em! Love you all! And happy Memorial Day!

~Jules