Jake POV

After a while of silence I must have drifted off. I looked beside me to see that E.D had gone, presumably while I had been sleeping. I stretched my arms and put them behind my head still not moving and staring at the ceiling. It had seemed so much longer then 6 months and so much had changed. I was glad to be back at Wit's end, when I first came I had wanted to leave as soon as possible on a train, bus, plane whatever to go back home. Now there was no home, just a huge big hole where it had been. The doctors said dad had only 6 months to live if he was lucky. It was the smoking that had done it, the habit he had been meaning to give up ever New Years. Dad didn't live to 6 months; he died on the fist day of the fifth. Mum said it was blessing because he was in so much pain, but after that she cried on my shoulder tightening her hug, while I just stood numb staring at the body which they had covered with a sheet. Dad hated the hospital, he said it was just like jail except with worst food, this made him laugh which then brought on huge hacking coughs from his failing lungs. The funeral was very quiet and not many people were invited. Everyone went on about how Dad was a great man and other lies. We 'viewed' the body before it went to get cremated, Dad always said it was his worst nightmare being buried alive.

A sudden knock at the door startled me out of my reverie as Destiny's head poked through the door. "E.D. told me to tell you that dinners ready. Hurry up, its supposed to be a special dinner. I like special dinners they always taste better than normal dinners. What do you think we'll have tonight? I hope its chicken. I wish we had chicken but we do have a new goatsie. You wanna see the goatsie after dinner?" Destiny paused to take a deep breath I stood up, stretching and followed Destiny through the door.

A/N Short chapter up! Yay. Will update soon. Sooner if you review, tried to get behind Jake, tell me if you like this kinda thing...