Erics POV

The look in Matts eyes when me and Annie walked in a new I was not welcome. "Annie, why don't I give you and Matt some time alone together."

"That'd probably be for the best, don't you agree," Annie asked me with also unwelcome eyes. She just stared at me until I turned around and walked out of the room.

I sat down in the hallway chair with my head in my hands. I kept thinking about mine and Matts past and how our relationship will never be kindle back together again. I felt the warm tear beads form in my eyes. I got up and started walking down the hallway, and ran into Sargent Michaels.

"Eric, hows Matt doing? Is he ok? How about Annie, she was taking it pretty rough."

"Yeah there ok, why don't you just go and see them, he's in room 143."

"Wait, where are you going?"

"No where, I got to go."

I started striding down the hallway and even when I heard Sargent Michaels yelling my name, I just picked up my pace. Then before I knew it heard him running down the hall after me, I started running now to, I ran all the outside until I saw a taxi out front, and I jumped in the back. I looked up to be greeted by Jared Stevens, a man who attends our church, his wife had died a couple years ago and now its just him and his son, Christopher.

"Well hello there Reverend, where can I take you this afternoon?"

"My house would be great Jared."

"Alright Reverend."

Luckily Jared didn't talk to me the entire time there, he was busy yelling at his landlord about paying him double next week, because its his sons birthday this week and he wanted to do something special for him. I kept looking in the rear view mirror looking to see if I saw Sargent Michaels.

Once we got home and I was pretty sure Sargent Michaels wasn't around I talked to Jared for a little while.

"You know Jared I'm sure I could use some of the churches funds to help you get your son a nice birthday gift or something."

"Thanks Reverend Camden that'd be real helpful, but you should use the churches funds for someone who really needs it."

"Ok well here, take this 50 out of my own money and buy your son something special this year."

Jared just looked at me and looked down at the money.

And with a smirk he said, "thank you, this means so much to me and Chris."

"No problem, thanks for the ride, heres what I owe you."

"No, its on the house, or taxi."

"Thanks, bye, see you on Sunday."

"Will do."

I walked inside and lied down on the coach thinking. When was the last time I had a beer? I got up and grabbed a couple out of the back of the fridge. I went back and lied on the coach and guzzled them down.

"Wow I never knew how grossed they tasted, but yet made all of your worries go away," I said right out loud.

After about 5 or 6 beers I wasn't really thinking right and I was yelling at myself.

"Its all your fault Matts dying. You think you can play minister and forget your past! What a load of crap. Your still a bastard and always will be, no matter what you do."

I stumbled upstairs and walked out of Matts bedroom window and up onto the ledge. I sat there for a little wishing I had another cold one. I layed back feeling the cold November breeze prickle at my face, I was starting to fall asleep but in the distance I could hear someone calling my name.

"Shut up and leave me alone," I yelled at whoever was saying my name.

"Eric, its me Sargent Michaels."

"Sargent Michaels? No, go away."

"Eric have you been drinking?"

I just lied back and decided not to answer him. I didn't want to tell him the truth, I knew my blood alcohol level has to be way up there and in our town of glenoak anything higher than .09 was illegal.

"Eric your kids are going to be home soon, come down here."

"I don't think I can without jumping off the roof Sargent Michaels," I slurred my words.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Nothing, nothing at all."

I stood up and shouted at Sargent Michaels, "Its my fault Matt's dying, Matts going to die and will all be my fault. I need some sort of consequence, and this is it."

"Come on Eric be reasonable about this."

"I am being reasonable, you know like an eye for an eye? You understand now?"

"No I don't understand. It's not like you were the cause of Matts broken ribs, he was already on the verge of dying Eric, just because you guys got in that accident means that the doctors found it earlier and you probably saved him a couple months because they were able to push the bone back a little bit."

At this time I had a lump in my throat. I looked down at him and shook my head. I looked up to the sky and said in a whisper,"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry Matt, I'm sorry Annie." I looked down at Sargent Michaels one last time before I jumped down onto the cold hard ground. I felt the warmth of blood trickle down my forehead, I saw black boots in front of me before my version blurred and my body go limp.