I don't own the characters (except for Michelle & Benjamin & Morris) or the show

I don't own the characters (except for Michelle & Benjamin & Morris) or the show.

--Chapter 17.

It was now the day after the funeral and the day before I was suppose to return to Seattle. It was a beautiful ceremony far as funerals go. Ned and Irene were barely holding onto their sanity. I don't see how they haven't let go of the grip yet. After all their son was dead and the other son charged with his murder. No one has seen Clu or heard anything about him since that night. It's like he just vanished.

Annie's attuide is really been getting on my nerves. However I'm on some many prescription drugs that I'm on emotional roller coaster, anything can piss me off. I know Annie means well when she asks me every 5 minutes if I'm all right or if I need anything. Getting away from her is next to impossible; she's actually in the bathroom right now so I finally get a moment to myself.

I hate moments to myself more than I hate Annie's over drive of support. When I'm alone I see Carey and Clu from every memory I have of them. The images won't leave my mind, like a tape that won't stop playing in the VCR. The worst of it is the murder is always played, seeing it the first time was bad enough, now to have it repeated is just hell. That's it God is punishing me. Perhaps my paranormal explorations pissed Him off. Maybe I didn't pray enough. Or worse of all He might just not like me. What does it matter though? How can I believe in God after this?

Mom doesn't want me to go back to Seattle. I need to be close to family during this time. I had a life changing experience and therapy/counseling will must likely be taken. I don't want to see some head shrink that will burn a hole in our account and just tell what I already know. Don't keep my feelings in, cry, talk about him, and so further. I don't need to be told that. Jack keeps looking at me weird with an almost hateful look in his eyes. That's the reason I don't want to stay. My own brother blames me for what happened so I should just go to make him happy.

"Hey Fi. How is everything?" Guess who's back. My favorite person it the whole entire universe!

"The same as it was 4 minutes ago."

"Why is your suitcase out?" Sometimes people ask the dumbest questions.

"I can't carry my cloths in hand on the plane."

"But Molly said you were staying here."

"No she said she wanted me to stay, but the final decision is up to me. Can you hand me those pants on the desk please?" Annie just sighs and rather rudely throws the pants in my direction. She'll get over it.

A few minutes later I leave the room with packed suitcase in hand and Annie has my shadow. Telling my mom would be fun and enjoyable. She was sitting at the table sipping a coffee reading the newspaper. At first when she sees me standing there she smiles, than the suitcase is spotted and it's 180-degree change in attuide. No matter what she says I'm going.

"Mom I know you want me to stay but I can't."

"I don't understand why honey." No she doesn't, she and everyone else never will.

"I did to get away to be honest. When daddy died we left for a while to get away. I'm doing the same."

"Baby I don't know." I look her in the eye our souls talking to each other, saying everything that we can't seem to speak. She closes her eyes and nods for the Ok.

Some might call me a coward. I ran away from the situation, but how can you run from something that's always with you?