It had only been a week after graduation.
A week after Jason's unfortunate death and no one had yet healed from the events yet they were thrown out into the world. School had ended once and for all. It was the moment everyone was waiting for and everyone but one had made it.
Peter had returned home where he and his mother had a serious talk about the fast couple of years and just who Jason was to him and Peter was as a person. It was the one conversation that Peter had been wanting to have with her for year but after his lover's passing, he didn't think it was the right time. His mother insisted though. She wanted to understand.
Things between them were different after that. It seemed to Peter that his mother accepted him more now and often times he'd find pamphlets suggesting of one's child being a homosexual. They weren't bad things. They were filled with information on how to love and accept and come to understand the child and it in fact made Peter happy even if his mother rather read a pamphlet instead of come directly to him. He stayed at home for another year or so as he worked and saved up enough money to rent an apartment in town. Jason would always be a fond memory and he always kept a picture of him in his wallet so he'd be with him wherever he went.
Peter's life had changed for the better. It was going great for him until one day there was a knock on at the door...
Nadia, her whole world ruined after loosing the one person who really understood her didn't return home. She didn't want to go back to such a divided world and having to deal with either her judgmental mother or her unloving father. Instead, after helping Ivy with her situation, she left. She had rather live alone on the streets they go back home, go back to a world she prayed would vanish with each cut she made to her arm. Especially since she no longer had her brother to help her out and keep her sane.
She fended for herself and no harm ever came to her. She survived the cold Winter months on her own and learned to love Spring with it's inviting, warm weather. She would often stay in homeless shelter's where she'd get something to eat and wash up.
No one, not even her family knew what had become of her but Nadia didn't think about what she had left behind. She'd been living like this for a good year until one day, at the homeless shelter she'd come across a familiar face...
Ivy spent her last day mostly packing her things and contemplating her next move. She knew, for one thing, she didn't want to be a teen mom. She thought long and hard about what she had planned to do and even went to confession one last time and begged for forgiveness. Ivy then went ahead and recruited Nadia without any word as to what she was getting sucked in to.
To this day, Ivy keeps asking God for forgiveness for the abortion that took place a little over a year ago. She now wakes up every morning, gets dressed, gets in her habit and goes about her daily routine. Worshipping God and tending to the other students that roam the same halls she was once (and still does) roamed herself. It took her a while to get used to everyone calling her 'sister' but she soon grew to accept the name and once day, during her volunteering she just about fainted when she came across a ghost from her past...