The LONG awated new chapter...
I am sorry for this chapter it is very sad. But I had to do it. The next chapter will be longer I promise.
Once agan thanks to my beta FivelFleurHavens.
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Amy and Lou finished the necessary paperwork to check Amy out. Amy would have been more than happy to leave the hospital if Jack wasn't still in a coma. She knew she would sit in the waiting room for a long time but she was worried about the people she would be sitting with. She had forgotten the last five years of her life! The only person she really knew was Lou. Things had changed so much in the past four years. Lou had gotten married, her mother had died, her father had moved back to Hudson, and her grandpa had remarried. And she had apparently been dating the stable hand Ty. Most of these changes were good. In fact, the only bad one was her mother's death.
"If she died five years ago, why does it feel like it was yesterday?" She asked herself as tears prickled her eyes.
Lou looked at her. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Amy whispered, afraid if she spoke louder, Lou would hear the sobs that were threatening to be unleashed.
"Okay." Lou led Amy down several halls to a waiting room. She silently opened the door and she and Amy crept inside. Lou looked around at everyone who seemed very upset. "What's wrong?"
Peter looked at Lou grimly. "Lou…while you were gone, the doctor came in. And, what I am trying to say is that Jack didn't make it."
Lou looked at Peter as tears spilled out of her eyes. "No. No, no, no." She cried as Peter pulled her close.
Amy lessoned as the words sank in. She turned on her heel and rushed out of the door, down the hall to an empty waiting room.
"First mom and now grandpa." She thought as a flow of tears over took her. Her vision blurred and she fell to her knees crying.
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The moment Amy walked in to the ranch house, unwanted memories over took her. All were of her mother and grandfather.
"I'm going to bed." Amy said as she stormed to her room and slammed the door.
Peter looked at Lou, who looked as if she was going to collapse. "Lisa, I think we're just going to stay here tonight."
"That's fine." Lisa said as she walked in to her room. She closed the door and leaned against it for a moment. It seemed like a bad dream. She picked up Jack's favorite plaid shirt off the chair in the corner. It still smelled like him. Still holding the shirt, she laid down on the bed and cried herself to sleep.
In the next room, Amy was staring angrily out the window.
"Why? Have I not lost enough?" She whispered. First her mom and now her grandpa. She looked around her room, noting the changes. A painting of wild horses had been hung on the wall. A photo of her and Ty after the fall finale. She looked at her book shelf. Several new journals had been put on the shelf. "Yes." She whispered.
Amy, like her mother, had always loved to write. She had always written about her day before she went to sleep every night. She flipped through the journals. They had everything that she couldn't remember written in them. Picking up the first one, she sat down and started reading.
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I wanted to write more but I had tears running down my cheeks when I was writeing so I had to stop. I hope no one wants to hunt me down and kill me because I killed Jack. But it HAD to be done, I have a plan for the story. But that was the hardest thing I ever wrote.
