Disclaimer:
I don't own Peter, Sophie, etc. I'm not using this for money. Yatsa, Yatsa, and Yatsa.
Claimer:
I own Nick and Xan.
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Dying
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The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I can't even hear Peter's voice, all I can hear is a buzzing in my ears. It's not possible. It can't be, but I know it is true. God, I can't believe she's dying.
"Shelby, it's possible that she'll live." Xan says, trying to calm me. She can't though.
My sister is dying. Jess is dying because of Walt. He couldn't leave us be after his arrest. No. He had to come back and burn down our house. He killed my mother, and Jess won't live through the night. And I know it.
I stare into the room at Jess. She's unconscious, but I know she can hear me. I walk over to her bed, and look at her burned face. It's still beautiful to me.
"Jess, don't stay because of me. I love you, but I don't want you to suffer, so go if you have to." I say softly, before sitting down in a chair to wait out what's left of her life.
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Jessamyn Christine Merrick
February 14th,
1985 – September 8th, 2001
"I will always
love you, no matter what."
A week. Jess had been gone a week now. I miss her so much, but Peter and Sophie and everyone have been so nice. I'm eighteen now, so Peter doesn't have to get custody of me, but that means that since I'm legal, I can testify against Walt.
I kneel down in front of Jess' grave, like Xan did in October last year. I trace the letters, while Peter and Sophie take the others out of earshot.
"You know Jess, I always thought that Walt would be the one to burn and then die. Not you. But I guess that this lets you forget about everything he did now. If there's a heaven, you are so definitely there. I can just imagine you and Mom there. I hope that I get there one day. I have to go back to Horizon for now though. I love you." I kiss my fingers and press them to the stone marker that's inset in the ground.
I get up and walk to the others, "Let's go."
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Cassie Jamie
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