Chapter Thirteen:
Callum's POV:

It felt weird walking upstairs, my mind was a complete mess with the argument going on inside of me. Hope versus reality. My head knew the facts, the truth about what had happened and yet my heart dared to try to believe; it dared to hope for the impossible. It dared to believe Lynny would be in her room waiting for me when I got up there.

The passed few days, Dad's words with Jasmine and Mum's tears told me there was no possible way that was the case. Every sensible thought and feeling I had told me she wasn't there and yet I still found myself walking up the stairs faster and faster so I could see her sooner.

By the time I reached the top all rationable, reasonable and sensible thoughts had left me. I was just a young boy again, a young boy who needed his big sister. I headed straight for Lynny's room and opened the door the second I realised it. I expected her to be sat cross-leggedon the bed and to look up at me slowly with a look which could somehow in a soft tone tell me I should knock. But she wasn't there.

Reality hit me like a ton weight. How could I have been so stupid? Of course Lynette wasn't there. She couldn't be there. I had seen her kill herself, so she could never be there again. A range of emotions hit my simultaneously; anger; upset; pain and yet despite that I felt calm as though numb. I sighed and closed the door behind me as IO walked out. I didn't cry. Even when I alone in mine and Jude's room, I didn't cry. I couldn't, it was as thought I had no tears left. As if I had cried so much in the passed couople of days that I had cried myself dry.

I laid down on my bed without really thinking about anything at all. I took advantage of feeling numb to stop myself from thinking about everything and managed to slip into the first peaceful sleep I had had since Lynny's death...

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'What the hell are you doing here?' I woke up at the sound of my brother shouting.

I sat up, sighing. 'I'm not going to fight with you, Jude'I told him 'I'm too tired'

'Fine' Jude, for what must've been the first time in years, also sounded like he didn't want an argument or a shouting match. 'But I'm not sharing a room with you. I'll sleep in Lynette's room'

'No!' I shouted, my voice louder and sharper than I intended. 'This her room, you can't stay in there. Lynny wouldn't want--'

Jude interrupted me. 'Lynette lost the right to want anything for this family when she put herself in front of that bus'

'I... I actually can't believe you said that' I replied and when I looked properly I saw Jude looked as shocked to at saying it as I was hearing him say it. He sat down on his bed without saying anything else. 'I tried to stop her' I whispered 'but she just didn't want to be saved'

'I know' said Jude 'I know. I didn't mean that'

'She wouldn't want us to be fighting' I said 'She'd want us to... to make something of ourselves or to make a difference to prove its possible' as I spoke I realised how true it was. 'and she wouldn't want our family to be pulled apart just because she wasn't here to hold it together. She'd want us to stick together as a family' I met Jude's gaze 'Let's agree' I felt kind of like a young child making a promise to be friends forever, except this was much more important. 'to not fight or argue any more than we usually do' I held my hand out to him. 'For Lynny?'

Jude shook it 'For Lynny' he repeated.

The End.

A/N: Wow, I've actually finished it... :-)! Please ignore any typos in this chapter, the uploaders playing up, so my beta hasn't looked at it :P R&R!!!