Hello again. Thank you for the reviews and to everyone who favourited, followed or just read this story. Here's chapter 2. Hope you like it xx 💕

Claire, Karen and Zach strolled towards the car. The two sisters had their arms around Zach, who was clearly distressed after what his so called father had just said to him. Maybe...no it just was his fault that his brother died. He knew that Gray would never jump; he was scared to jump into the shallow end of a swimming pool let alone jump off a 100 ft cliff into a deep lake. The three approached Claire's car.

"In you get." Claire helped Zach into the back seat of her car and put the seat belt on him. "Calm down for me yeah." She kissed him gently on the cheek. Karen got into the front seat and Claire began to drive to the boat. It was a good half an hour drive away, longer with all of the traffic as 20,0000 people were trying to get off the island at the same time. Zach had fallen asleep after just five minutes.

"He's grown hasn't he." Claire said to Karen.

"Six foot one and still growing." They both giggled. "He misses you, you know. Especially when you first left. He found it hard to deal with the fact that you were no longer living a block away from us." Karen explained.

"I think he knows that I'm sorry. I should have spent more time with you guys instead of being such a workaholic."

"He's a nice boy. Moody at times but he's a good lad." Karen looked back and saw her son was sleeping. She covered him with her jacket. "Claire...I don't know if this is possible but could you maybe stay at ours fot a few weeks? He needs someone to rely on. Both of us do." A single tear fell from Karen 's eye. Claire put a hand over her sisters hand.

"It'll be okay. I promise." She comforted. "Try and stay strong for your boy back there. If he sees you upset, it'll make him more upset. He needs all the support he can get." Claire explained as she pulled over. She and Karen got out. Karen got Zach's suitcase from the back. Claire went to help Zach up.

"We're here now. Wake up for me sweetie." Claire put her arm on Zach's neck as she helped him to his feet.

"We're home." Zach was asleep again, head on Claire's shoulder. She woke him and helped him outside.

"It...it doesn't feel right...without Gray." Zach sobbed. Karen walked up to her son and kissed his cheek lovingly. He gave her a weak smile, just as Zach's annoying girlfriend, Sasha came over to them.

"Hey Sash..." Zach was interrupted by her yells.

"Why didn't you fucking call me you bitch!" She yelled at Zach.

"I lost my phone at Jurassic World. I'm sorry." He replied, eyes welling up with tears.

"You liar. You know what, we're through. Just you wait and see, everyone will hate you tomorrow." Sasha was about to give him a big slap when Claire grabbed her wrist.

"Get off me you..."

"He's just lost his brother for gods sake, have a little respect." Claire said to Sasha, who looked at Zach, he has tears falling down his face.

"Look...I didn't..." Sasha started.

"You know what. We are through. All you've done is control me and be clingy, and when I needed you most you dump me. Well now I'm walking away. I don't wanna see your face ever again." Sasha r turned on her heels and ran off, leaving Zach. He was crying his heart out now. Claire cupped his face in her hands, wiping his tears with her thumb.

"Ignore her. You'll be fine." She pulled him in for a hug, rubbing his back with her hands. Karen lead them into the house and they went into the kitchen.

"I'm not hungry." Zach said as he left and went to his room, where he curled up into a ball and cried. Cried for not saving his brother. Cried for murdering him. Cried from coming out unscathed when his brother was dead. Cried for surviving when his brother died. He remembered all the times where he had been mean to Gray, instantly regretting not being close to him. Gray had tried so hard to become friends with Zach, but he never let him. He thought he was uncool and annoying. Now he was beginning to realise how much Gray meant to him. He began bawling loudly, eyes hurting from the amount of tears he had shed. Jus then, he had an idea. He grabbed the landline from his parents, well mothers room and dialed a number. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. It was Parisa, Zach's best friend. She was their neighbour and a close family friend of theirs. Karen and Parisa's mother worked together and that's how Zach and Parisa became lifelong friends.

"Hi Parisa, I'm guessing Zach invited you." Karen said to her. Parisa was of Iranian descent, with dark hair and dark eyes. She was around 5ft 11 with a slim build and a nice, small waist. Parisa looked a bit younger than her age of nearly twenty.

"Yeah he told me what happened. I'm so sorry." She said to Karen. They both hugged each other. Parisa went up to Zach's room. He looked at her in distress. She sat next to him and held him in her arms. He rested her head on her chest. She had a hand on his hair and stroked it to calm him down.

"It's ok Zach." She whispered to the seventeen year old, who wouldn't stop crying. Just then, Claire came in wirh a glass of water and a plate of chips for him to eat.

"Your mum gave you these." Claire sat next to him.

"I d...don't want t...to eat." He stuttered, digging his head into Parisa's shoulder.

"You have to eat something...you've not eaten since yesterday." Claire replied.

"I said I'm not hungry." Zach looked away from Claire, who ushered to Parisa to make sure to feed him as she left. Zach sat up, eyes bright red from crying. She brushed his hair out of his face.

"You look tired. Eat something then I'll let you sleep." Parisa picked up the plate of chips and put a chip onto the fork, dipped it into some ketchup and bought it closer to Zach's mouth. He didn't open it. "Come on babe you've got to eat something."

"No." Zach replied, yawning.

"Go to sleep for a bit and then eat when you wake up okay. I'll be checking up on you to see if you've eaten them, so don't you dare bin them." This made Zach smile a little. "See, there's the smile." She pinched his cheek.

"D...don't leave me." Zach said to Parisa.

"I'm not going anywhere." She put her arm around him and he rested his head on her shoulder, closing his eyes. Parisa stroked his hair comfortingly, easing him to sleep.

"He's not eating is he." Karen said to Claire, sipping on her tea.

"No. I've told his friend to ask him to eat."

"I think I know who can help him. You know that man who helped Zach back on the island when he had a panic attack...he can help him Claire."

"You mean Owen Grady?" Just then, there was a knock on the door. Claire went to open it and was shocked at who she saw.

"Owen?"

I've introduced a very special OC called Parisa. She will be a main supporting role in this fic. Please R&R. Xxx