A/N: Next chapter should be out soon! :)

PS. I get to see Aaron Tveit in RENT as Roger! Sorry, I don't know why I added that. I'm just really excited! haha

I don't own N2N Gabe, Henry, Nat, Di... blah... You know.

Time flies, I kept my promises. What do I get in return? Rejection.

"Mom, leave me alone! I fucking hate you!"

"I didn't mean…" Diana burst into tears.

"I know you meant it! Fuck you! Fuck this family! Fuck… life!" Natalie screamed. She ran upstairs leaving Diana crying in the living room. She tried to run to her room, but I stood in front of her door so she couldn't get through. "What the fuck?" she said under her breath, "Why can't I get in?" She hit her door as hard as she could. I finally let her into her room. She sat on her bed.

"Say sorry…" I whispered in her ear.

"Not on your dead body… Oh, wait!"

"Don't' even go there," I warned her.

"None of this would've happened if it weren't for you," she pushed me away. "God, I must be crazy. I'm talking to air."

"No, you're talking to your big brother. You can tell me anything, you know that. Would you like it better if I were alive?" I asked.

"Yes and no. No, because mom would still like you better and I'll still be the invisible girl. Yes, because it would make me feel not-totally-crazy by talking to air," she said in one breath.

"You need to relax. By the way, what could've mom done to make you this upset?" I said calmly.

"Ask her. It's better to hear it from her mouth than mine. Now get the fuck out of here! I'm fucking crazy! I wish we could be a normal family," she started laughing and crying. I decided to leave her alone so she could have her moment.

Fourteen year olds, I thought. I walked downstairs to find my mom lying on the couch bawling her eyes out. I went and sat next to her. We just sat there for a while; I didn't want to upset her so I decided to let her tell me what was wrong.

"You're sister… I didn't mean…" she sobbed.

"I know you didn't mean it," I didn't know what I was talking about. "You wanna tell me what happened?"

"I had a… moment… in Costco… and a few of her friends witnessed it," she said.

"It's okay. Everyone has their moments. She still loves you. She talked to me," I said.

"What'd she say?"

"She thinks she's crazy because I talked to her. But, other than that everything's fine!"

My mom held my hand for a while, while she calmed down. Dan suddenly burst through the front door.

"Diana, what happened back there?" he asked her.

"I don't want to talk about it," she snapped at him.

"Di, you have to tell me," he kneeled down next to her.

"Get the fuck away! Nothing happened!" she screamed. "Ask, Natalie… or… or ask Gabe! They'll tell…" she paused after she realized she used my name.

"Shit," Dan said under his breath. "Goddamn it!" he said to himself. "Diana, I thought we were getting better."

"Better?" Diana and I asked in unison.

"Yes, Di, better. I thought we were moving on. Didn't you clean out his room?" Dan asked her.

"No. She didn't! I told her not to," I said to Dan.

"I… I tried. I swear! I couldn't do it!" she yelled.

"Diana, you have to let him go now. It's been sixteen years," Dan sighed.

"She can let go of me whenever she wants to!" I yelled at him.

"Okay," Dan stood up. "I'm going to call Dr. Fine. Everything's gonna be okay," he walked out of the room.

"Would you just answer me? Goddamn it!" I yelled after him.

"It's okay. He'll come around," Diana said.

I looked after him one last time. Dad, please remember me, I thought. Dan paused, like something hit him, then he kept walking.

"Why doesn't he talk to me?" I complained to my mom.

"He's trying to forget about you. I try to convince him that you're here. He won't accept it," she answered quietly. I sat in silence for a while. My mom and I sit in silence a lot; she doesn't like to talk about things until she's ready to talk about them.

"Why doesn't Natalie see me?" I asked her.

"She's mad at you," she said. "She thinks I love you more than I love her," she explained.

"Ha! She thinks she's the invisible girl. What if it's the other way around? What if she's the one who is the favorite? I mean, you love her, Dad loves her, and I love her. You're the only one who likes me," I thought out loud.

"You know I love you. I love both of you equally," said Diana.

"Yeah," I said.

Ryan and I sat down together under a large tree. He had become one of my very good friends over the years. We were talking about what happens to people when a loved one dies.

"Listen, I know you love your mom and all… But you have to stop visiting her," he said calmly.

"I know, I know, blah, blah, blah... I've heard this shit a million times," I said sarcastically.

"I don't want to be the boring one here, but I'm serious. I know it's hard to let her go, but she wants to let you go. She can't because you are harming her," he said in a serious doctor voice.

"How am I harming her?" I snapped at him.

"You're giving her the illusion that you're still alive. But you're not, Gabe. You're dead. You've been dead for sixteen years! It's time to move on."

"Shut the fuck up. I can do whatever the fuck I want to do!" I guess I lost control of my temper. I tend to do that sometimes.

"Hey, man. Chill. Seriously, it was just advice," he said trying to calm me down.

"Sorry. It's just that… she needs me there. I don't know how she'll cope if I leave her. It's like… I already died once. It'd break her heart if I left again," I sighed, "I caused her bipolar and schizophrenia. I'm behind it," I admitted. I thought for a while. Was it me who caused her to have her… moments? Is it my fault her bipolar started to affect her life? I sat in silence until Ryan interrupted my thoughts.

"I know. She may need you know more than ever. Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Natalie. What do you think of her?" he asked shyly.

"Why?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well, no reason. I just want to know. Is she nice?" he looked at his shoes. It looked like he was blushing.

"Well, she's my little sis, right? So, of course I love her. Plus, someone's gotta beat up the bullies," I said. I looked over at him, "And the boyfriends," I said with a smirk.

"Yes, right," he said.

"She doesn't know I'm there though. Neither does Dan. She ignores me, I think she's only talked to me like," I counted in my head, "twice." I looked over at him, he was blushing. "You think she's hot, don't you?"

"No! Why would you think like that? Who do you think I am? Some weirdo creeper dude who likes my best friend's sisters? I don't…"

"It's fine, chill," I couldn't stop laughing at him. "It's my turn to ask a question," I thought for a while. "What's up with your family? What happened to you," I asked.

"I died when I was two. It was a stupid mistake. Playing in the street and not looking for cars. My mom always told me it was important to look both ways before you cross the street. I never listened. So there you have it! I'm dead now," he said casually.

"I know that. You've told me how you died a million times. But, what was up with your family?" I asked. I was curious. I told him every detail about my life, and he never told me anything.

"I have a mom and dad, divorced. A sister and a brother, nothing too interesting," he said.

"What were your siblings like?" I asked. I was fascinated with his life. I didn't understand why he stayed here instead of visiting his family.

"My sister was older than me, her name was Anna. She was very nice, but never around. I mean, she was around more than my parents were. I never knew my brother. He was born after I died. I've been watching him grow though, he's a good kid. Actually he's about Natalie's age! He's fifteen," he explained.

"What's his name?" I asked curiously.

"Henry," he replied.