Well ShadowStar, you got your wish, here is the next part, thanks for being my first review, and thanks to everyone else that reviewed. Tell me what you think of this part.

When we first moved to this town 3 years ago, my brother and I were totally miserable. Our mom had just died and our dad decided the best thing to do was move to a brand new town. No friends, no family to get away to. Home life wasn't the greatest if you know what I mean, my mom's death hit us all really hard and my dad chose to drown himself in alcohol. The ocean gave us something to do part of the time and there are plenty of stores around but nothing that really caught out interest. We went exploring one day and found this secluded area on a hill that was back towards the trees. It wasn't too far from our house, which was on the oceanfront. It gave you a perfect view of the ocean and town. The grass was soft and perfect to lay on. No one could ever find us there. It was a secret spot; the place we went to when we didn't want to go home. After a while of being there you felt completely calm, like you were able to face anything.

When my brother turned 16, he didn't come up with me as much anymore. Instead he would drive off to his friend's house. So instead of lying in the grass like we usually did I took up a new place. Towards the left was a great willow tree. It was tall and gigantic, growing from the earth like a fountain. It was strange that we never sat in it before. Lying on the grass by myself made me feel even more alone so I took to the tree. There was a slit in the curtain of leaves that made the perfect entryway. The trunk was shaped perfect for someone to lay back in. This was my spot now. Lying in the tree, watching the leaves dance with the wind, and through the slit, watch the tide hug and release the shore.

Sometimes my brother would come out and drag me from the tree, telling me it was too dark for him. So again we would lie in the soft grass and talk about everything, sometimes not even talking at all but understanding nonetheless. As his 18th birthday approached, the number of times he came became less and less and finally he didn't come at all. I hide myself back into the shadow of the tree.

After his graduation he decided to take a year off before going to college. This last March, he left altogether. Said he couldn't deal with dad anymore, packed all his stuff and left. Each of us has a healthy amount of money in saving so I knew he would be ok but it hurt so much when he left. The night before he left, he came up to our spot one last time. He told me he was sorry for everything bad he had done in the past to me and that he would always be my big brother but he just couldn't do it anymore. That he was going to leave the next day. I cried and asked him what was I suppose to do. He comforted me and told me that I was strong, stronger than him and I would be able to stand it till I graduated and then leave; that I would make something of myself and I would do great things.

We laid there for a while in silence, listening to the ocean below and in that moment exactly, I knew something deep within me changed. Something not seen but was there. I think my brother realized it too because he looked at me and told me he was going to really miss me. I had to stop myself from saying I was going to miss myself too and instead told him I was going to miss him too. As the last of the day was setting behind the horizon, he turned and looked at me with the smirk of his. I knew he was going to do something but I didn't know what. He instantly started tickling me and I erupted with laughter until I cried uncle. I told him that I wasn't going to be able to walk home because my sides hurt from laughing so much. He called me a sissy, and then told me he would give me a piggy back ride home and he carried me all the way home. I knew then that that would be the last moment of my innocent childhood and that I would never lay in the grass again. I would never again feel the soft blades tickle my face and find what shapes I could in the clouds. I would now sit in the tree, in my dark shade. The next day, my life would change forever.

When I woke up the next morning, everything felt different and wrong. When my brother left he took part of me with him. A part I didn't even realize was there, but he also gave me hope; hope that one day I would be able to leave this place too. I sat up in bed and cried for a while. Checking to see what time it was something caught my eye on the nightstand. There was a folded sheet of paper and an envelope that looked like it had something in it. With trembling hands I took the piece of paper and found out it was a goodbye letter in my brother's messy handwriting. That made me cry again. Once I finished again, I finally read it. It said that he loved me and would miss me. He explained that in the envelope was a pair of car keys and that I could go to Jay's house, his best friend, and pick up my car. He said that was why he never came to our spot for a while; he was busy working on a car for me. I had my license for a while now but no car. He said it was his going away/birthday present for me. He hoped I liked the car and that he would call or write once he got settled.

He went on to say some other things about doing well in school and stuff like that and he finished it with his sloppy signature. I was thankful that it was the weekend and could go over to Jay's house that day. It was only a couple blocks over. I closed the letter, open my nightstand, and put the letter into my diary. I quickly got out of bed and dressed. After I finished getting dressed, I walked back to the envelope and opened it up. Inside were my house keys but added to it was a new key that was attached to a red and black sparkly star key chain that had my name engraved in it. I put them into my pocket, ran out the door, and got to Jay's house in a few minutes.

Jay was sitting on his porch; he was expecting me. He was the only person that knew what really went on in my house. Him and my brother had been best friends since we moved here. His blue eyes meet mine and I gave him a small sad smile. He held out his arms to me and I ran into them, sobbing into his shoulder. He stroked my hair with one hand and rubbed my back with the other, whispering into my ear that everything was going to be okay. When I stopped crying, I pulled back from him. I knew my eyes were red rimmed.

"I must look like crap." I said.

"No, you look fine." Jay said wiping the last tear from my face with his thumb.

"Sorry about crying on you." I said looking down at the ground.

"No worries, it'll dry." He said looking down at his light blue shirt that now has a small wet spot on the shoulder. "You want to talk?" He asked. I nodded yes and we sat on the porch. He wrapped one arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. We sat talking for a while, reminiscing about old times and all the stupid things we had done. For a while we sat there quietly. I finally remembered my main purpose for being here in the first place.

"So is my car really here?" I asked looking up at him. His tan faced turned down to look at me. His blonde hair was covering one of his ocean blue eyes.

"Oh no, I sold it to some dude walking down the street yesterday." He said his lips curving into a smile. I hit him weakly on the chest and he started chuckling.

"Oh you better not have!"

"Yeah it is here. Come on." He got up and starting walking the side of this house where there was a large shed. I followed him and watched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a key and undid the lock on the double doors. "Close you eyes." He told me turning around to look at me, holding the doors close behind him.

"Okay." I said with a sigh and closed my eyes. I heard him come around and put his hands over my closed eyes. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Making sure you don't cheat." I felt him push me forward with his chest.

"Me cheat? Never!" I said with sarcasm and he laughed softly. I cautiously walk straight, taking only small steps. I felt one hand disappear and his other hand stretched to cover both of my eyes. I heard something click to the right. I guessed it was Jay turning on a light switch if there was one out here.

"Okay. I am going to take my hand off but you have to promise no peeking. Don't open your eyes until I tell you. Promise?"

"I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die." I said making an "X" over my heart. I felt his hand lift off my eyes and him move around me. Then I heard some ruffling. It sounded like a cloth or a tarp.

"Okay, you can open them now." I opened my eyes to see a shining black convertible with the top down. It was a cute1992 VW Cabriolet. The interior was a mix of red and black. My favorite colors. I slowly reached into my pocket and pulled out the key chain with that black and red star that matched perfectly with the car. It was my dream car. Kyle had asked me a while back what kind of car I wanted and I had told him a black convertible car with red and black interior.

"Wow." I said in a whisper. It was all I could say. I just stood there with a shocked expression on my face staring at the car.

"Kyle said he wished he could have seen the look on your face when you saw the car." He said. I looked up at Jay and he was just standing there with a big smile on his face.

"How? When?" I choked out, still staring at the car.

"Well a while back some guy was selling it for a very reasonable price. Kyle had told me that he was going to leave soon. He decided to get it as a going away present for you. We did the engine work, painted it and redid the interior. Took us a while to find a place where they did custom colored parts. Kyle wanted it perfect and by that expression on your face I think we came pretty close. We were doing it little by little."

"I can't believe this."

"Well are we going to stand here all day just looking at it or are we going to take it for a ride?" He asked with a mischievous smile. It took me a second to get myself working again.

"Yeah." I said starting towards the driver's side.

"Do I get a turn?" He asked hoping over the passenger door and landing in the seat.

"Maybe." I said with a wink. I put the key in the ignition and it started up with a steady purr. I put it into first and we took off.

We drove around for a while, cruising the coast. Around noon we stopped for a bite to eat and then I let Jay drive. Jay headed back to his house as the sun started to set. He stopped in front of his house, turned off the car, and handed the keys to me. We got out, sat on his porch, and watched the sun fade.

"It drives so smooth, almost like you are gliding over the road."

"Yeah. My dream car."

"No its not a dream anymore, it's real." He said correcting me.

"Yeah, only Kyle isn't here to be part of it" I said looking down at my hands in my lap, a single stray tear running down my check.

"Erin," I looked up to see Jay staring at me closely, leaning over towards me, "Kyle might not be here physically but he will always be with you. When you are in this car, he is with you. He presence is this car now."

"I know," I said quietly, "but it still hurts. It's all dad's fault. Oh crap!" I said hitting myself on the head.

"What?" Jay asked in alarm.

"Dad. He will be home by now and I am supposed to be making dinner. I've to go." I said standing up and Jay stood up too.

"Okay. Will you be okay?" He asked touching my arm.

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

"Okay. I'll see you soon. We should do this again sometime. Okay?"

"Yeah." I gave Jay a hug and started walking down towards my car.

"I'll call you soon."

"Okay, bye!" I called back climbing into the car and starting it up.

"Bye!" He called back and waved. I watched as he got smaller and smaller in the mirror as I drove away not knowing what danger was awaiting me when I got home.