Disclaimer: I own nothing besides my few characters, plot, and story line. I also don't own any songs used.

A\N: Hi! I'm no here for a huge rant right now, only to write so you can read but I do want to say something. Hopefully you noticed that Coraline was the narrator meaning I wrote from here point of view. It won't always be like that though. Sometimes it may be someone else. So you need to read carefully and pay close attention so you will know who's view your reading at for the chapter. And, that it is all. Thank you for your patience and enjoy Ch. 2!

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Get your lazy butt up! Grrr. Come on. I think I lost some weight. But, then again I think I gain some. I don't know. I do end up getting up from my warm bed and look outside. Sunlight. My enemy. Everyday when the sun comes up, another day that is going to past, another day coming until Coraline moves to California.

I don't even see what's so great. We have everything good in Michigan. All California is is a place where con-artist and sluts flourish in L.A. and San Francisco. Even though Coraline isn't going to either places but I don't care. California is California and that's a fact.

I don't even see the whole reason why she's leaving. It bothers me everyday. I get fully up and grab my sweats from behind the door. I begin to walk downstairs when I hear a humming sound. I went downstairs and what do I find? Yes, Ms. Early-Bird, making breakfast for the men in the house. I appear at the door when she turns and says, "Good Morning, Wybie!" Then before I'm able to answer she turns back and starts humming again while she flips the pancakes.

"Hey." I mumbled as I lean against the door. Then I lean forward to check the time, 6:39. Damn, woman, take a break and actually sleep for once! But, I guess I wouldn't want to sleep either. I heard her scream again last night. Ever since they came back from that little door Coraline has been having nightmares. Before it was real bad. She didn't even want to think of sleep, so she start taking meds she didn't need to keep her up and drinking coffee she didn't even like. We took her to the hospital and they told us to make her relax. Get her to get into a after school activity. Keep her occupied. We tried all that stuff and more and then we started to see improvements. The dreams came less frequently and she wasn't afraid to sleep by herself anymore. She still have them at least 3 times a month though. She says they just get worse and worse. She's a adult now so she's able to tough them out, but sometimes I think she hates herself. That's probably why she's having those dreams. I try to help her, you know, "Want me to stay in here with you" or "You want me to make you something to drink". She just always says, "No thanks." or "I'm fine. And this is a new one, "I don't want to cut into your sleeping time, you go ahead and sleep." It really hurts though. Not the I don't need you, I get that a lot. But, one day she told me she was fine, I still wanted to stay close until I heard her snoring. You know being nice, anyways after two minutes I left her room and I was sitting on a chair around the corner, I noticed Connor, quietly tip toeing in her room and was in there all night! I still wonder till this day what they wee doing. Well it doesn't matter now. It's not like he's going with her to California to live with her so we both suffer. I can live with that.

I musta' dose off because Connor comes up to me and smacks me in the head.

"Hey, wake up. Breakfast is ready you nut."

I blink my eyes and look at Coraline who was giggling while she was putting food on three plates at three different places at the table.

"For a grown up you sure act like some retarded little kid."

"Hey, I've been 11 for over a hundred years so being young grows on you."

"Yeah I hear you."

We were all adults, all of us are 23 and living. I don't why life goes so fast but it does. I stood up straight and went towards my regular chair. There on my plate was 6 pancakes, 4 pieces of bacon, 2 whole pieces of bread with a spread of strawberry jam, (my favorite), a cups worth of grits, and a huge glass of orange juice. Same thing was for Connor too. When I looked at Coraline's though, she only had less then half of what we had. Sometimes I think that girl is trying to put us into a early grave with all this food. We never complain though, it's always cooked and made the way we like it so there's really no point. After Coraline left to go clean up our rooms me and Connor were stuck downstairs with a huge kitchen cleanup.

"So, we both know that Coraline is leaving in a few weeks."

"Yup." I said while he gave me a clean wet dish for me to dry and put away.

"So. How do you feel about that?" What was he trying to do? Get me don't break down and cry or something? I just shook my head.

"Well it just feels like I'm letting my sister go to go live her life and strive for her future."

I lied.

"Yeah I see what you mean. But, I have to tell you something. You have to swear not to tell a soul." He gave me another dish and glared at me. I guess making sure I wasn't having any plans on telling anyone.

"Yes, promise." I said taking that dish to dry it off then put it away. I looked at him as he took a deep breath and finally said, "I'm thinking about proposing to her."

My ears went as hot as fire! I'm so happy that my skin tone is dark enough so you can't tell that they are red. I pretended to be happy, actually I was furious.

I gave him a smile and said as nicely as I could, "Wow, I'm happy for you! So when are you going to do it?" I guess he didn't notice the tone of my fake voice because he was too proud of his plan.

"I'll tell you when I'm going to do it, after she leaves and goes to her house. I already know that she's going to say yes. We have been going out for more than 6 years now so I can tell her I love her without a doubt. Anyways, I sent my stuff to her house as well. Remember when I said I had to go on a small meeting outside of town? Well, I really went to San Diego and set up her whole house and placed my stuff in their too. Then right when she opens the door I'm going to be there with a huge dinner and make it real nice, then I'm going to say, 'I don't know how my life is going to be without you. Will you marry me?' Then what ever happens, happens."

I tried to block out as much of that bull shit as possible but I still caught the main stuff in that speech. I almost lunged for his throat but went cool, calm, and collected and put on a fake smile just for him. Don't get me wrong, I love Connor like a brother and Sam like a sister but Coraline, I loved her like my Wife, even though she really wasn't. Before I wanted to say something to Connor, Coraline yelled from upstairs saying, "Connor! Can you help me put this picture frame back up?!"

"Yeah! Be right there! Remember don't tell."

"Ok." Then Connor ran like the wind and dashed upstairs. I couldn't believe any of this. I was wishing for some sort-of miracle right now, but for the meantime I grabbed the nearest piece of paper I could find and a pen that was lying around and wrote,

Going to the store to pick up some glue. Be back a little latter.

Wybie L.

Then I left out the front door and out to my red Nissan Sentra, jumped in the car, put the keys into the ignition and backed up. I looked at the Pink Place then shook my head. I pulled out and drove. I didn't care where I went but I needed my head cleared out. And fast.

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Hey, hoped you enjoyed Ch. 2 and I have Homework to do so thanks for reading and don't forget to review! Bye!