Insistent prompting has finally made me started writing about Jesse again! Hallelujah!

I would just like to take time now to talk about Jesse. Some people have reviewed that there's the Jesse in the movie, and he is different from Jesse in the book. In my stories, I want to connect and combine the two characters, and in a sense, create my own Jesse, while still keeping with my story, and the beautifully written story by Ms. Jodi Picoult.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that anyone can possible recognize.

Quick note:

Here's a brief rundown on the characters with small bios-

Jesse Fitzgerald-

17, tall, lanky

Spiky blond hair, blue eyes

Dyslexic( I know, I know, movie….), artistic

Aronist, user of various and sometimes illegal substances

Sarah Fitzgerald-

Mother, light blond hair

Glowing appraising eyes

Very watchful of Kate, but she's trying to see all her children

Vigilant, strong-willed.

Brian Fitzgerald-

Father, dark haired

The base of the family support system, always the peacemaker

Kate Fitzgerald-

16 (guesstimate age) used to have light wispy blond hair, now much darker and thicker

Trying to heal and become stronger

And finally onto the story! I'm might put up another bio of any extra characters if I have to later!

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It was like the ground fell beneath my feet, and my world was falling all around me. Just when things started to look up, they came crashing down, letting nothing be spared except for any pain or suffering, but within it, it only increased. It had been raining. Hard. An intersection accident, and like a snap of the fingers, Anna, Anna who had worked so hard to gain the freedom for both herself and Kate, was gone. She was free, a small part of me acknowledged that, yet it was the bigger part of me that was torn up inside. We were close, as close as far age-gapped siblings could be. She saw me when I was invisible, through the dark shroud of pain and loneliness, and brought me back to the family, and for that, I owed her. Big time.

But in the end I couldn't repay her. I watched silently as my parents came to Kate's room, telling us that Anna had died. I had been floored, unable to move from the generic chair I had been sitting in. I remained there for a time, just sitting. Kate soon was wisked away from the room into surgery, and in the end, some bitterness formed. My mother had gotten her wish after all, despite everything.

When I was finally able to bring myself to go home, I was met with the emptiness of the house, even more so now that she was gone. On my way back out, I noticed the flashing light of our answering machine. I pressed it out of habit, and let it play, not really listeing to what it had to say until…

"Hello, um -sob- this is Mrs -sob- and we would've liked to inform Jesse in person but -sob- we know that he cannot be reached due to the um -sob- circumstances. But yet, we had to tell you that she-she died. It was a terrible accident I'm sorry-"

She didn't have to say who. My heart dropped even farther. It was not that just Anna died, but she had died also? That special angel that saved me? How? How? Why? It wasn't fair.

I stormed out of the house, angry with myself, angry with the cruelness of the world. Things had been looking up. Anna won, Kate had won, she had helped me through that hardship, she, my angel, and she had won through. And yet we all lost. Gone, never to be a part of the circle of the living. They were gone, gone, gone away.

I was driving, hard, fast, trying to take my mind off of it. I didn't even know where I was going. It was late, and I knew it would take no time at all for cops to start following me. I had to get away, but where?

I knew the answer in my heart, yet I couldn't think it. I just sped on through. I arrived at the beach just as the moon lay high and full in the sky.