Why?

Now there were only 17 children in the Beardsley-North home. They all gathered in the living room and sat on couches as they stared at one another. Each of them were blaming themselves. How could they? Why wouldn't they support him? Why weren't they there to guide him? Phoebe, Dylan and Christina sat together, all linked in arms and bawling their tears to their clothes. A week after William's 21st birthday, and no one was happy that William wasn't there with them. Frank and Helen stared at each other, both with saline tears flooding their faces. Without him, they were nothing. William was everything to Frank: he was the man he could talk to when he needed help and he always had a smile on his face. Dylan couldn't take it anymore. He ran up into his room and lay in William's bed. He sobbed and sobbed until Phoebe and Christina came into the room.

"I know you miss him," Phoebe said. "We all do."

"I was never nice to him," Dylan replied in a muffled voice as he lay facedown on the mattress.

Christina sat next to him. "How could this happen? Why wasn't he smart enough to stay out of trouble? Why, God, why? He was the only person I could count on when I needed a big brother."

What really happened is a mystery to you until now. The Beardsley-North family just received word that the dead body of William was found under the car that he wrecked. To tell you the whole story, I'd have to go back a bit, so don't get lost. We're going back to exactly one week ago: William's 21st birthday.

William woke up surprisingly late that morning, considering it was a Saturday and he finally got to sleep in. He woke up to the sound of Bina, Marissa, Joni, Mick, Michael, Eli, Otter, Kelly, Jimmy, Naoko, Lau, Aldo, Ethan, and Harry singing happy birthday. He laughed at the sight as Naoko videotaped it all. He got up out of bed and walked to the kitchen. It was a surprise to see Christina, who had already had a family at the age of 20. Well you couldn't exactly call it a family. Her boyfriend and her live in an apartment with their 4 year old daughter, Laney, or Elaine. William hugged her and was careful not to hurt her, because in a month or two, she was going to be having another baby. Dylan wasn't awake yet, and Phoebe was making breakfast.

William smelt the fresh bacon scent in the air and the smell of eggs and meat. Phoebe prepared a breakfast omelette right before his eyes and he thanked her with a huge hug. After breakfast, the day went pretty much just like he wanted. His family members all gave him the attention he deserved and he felt like a real adult. So the day went by and it was time for his birthday dinner. All he wanted was pizza, because Helen never let them have it because it was too greasy. So they granted him the wish by making a bunch of extra greasy pizzas with rootbeer floats. After dinner, Dylan was talking to him, and then William's friends called and asked him if he wanted to go the local bar as a celebration. Of course William agreed and was out on the road with his ugly El Camino.

So when he got to the bar, he saw his friends sitting there hitting on a young woman who looked just like Christina and William interrupted, "Hey guys, not cool. Don't emotionally hurt this young woman."

They laughed and said, "It's okay, he does that to make ladies think he's a gentleman."

The woman was pregnant, which reminded him more of Christina. She was just about to put a bottle of beer up to her mouth, but William stopped her.

"Don't you know what drinking could do to your child? They could be mentally retarded and end up in therapy and special ed just because you couldn't put down the alcohol. Put that bottle down now and get a glass of water!" William scolded her.

Tears came to her cheeks, "I-I- I don't want it. This d––n baby costs me extra hospital and doctor bills and makes me feel the pain. But when I tried to get abortion done, they said it was too late for me to abort it. I'm getting rid of this d––n kid as soon as he comes out my a--!"

"First of all, watch your mouth. Second of all, there are plenty of people who would love to adopt this baby and I don't think you should make it difficult for them."

So a few rounds later, William couldn't see the two fingers his buddy held in front of his face. Between the two fingers was a roll of marijuana, and his friend was gesturing that William take some. So he did, being drunk enough to not have enough common sense. After that, he drove home in his El Camino.

As he stepped into his car out of the bar, he couldn't see through the windshield. He just sat there until it became a little clearer and he began to drive. Since he couldn't read what speed he was going, he assumed that he was going the speed limit. But his assumption was wrong.

So, thanks for reading. I know that this is barely started, but I love doing cliffhangers so that you wonder what happens next and then you need to keep reading :) So keep on reading because I bet I will update before I get lots of reviews.