Dan: MUNCH MUNCH

Amanda: What are you doing?

Dan: I'm eating.

Amanda: Oh.

Disclaimer (very confused) Uh, I do not own JTHM.

Johnny had a hard time sleeping. He kept waking up because of nightmares from his childhood. One was when he fell out of a tree. Another was when Johnny was playing games with his father. The most scariest of them all was the one were Johnny dreamed he ran away.

When morning came Tom was sent up to wake Johnny. He kept shaking him to get up but Johnny struggled to keep the dream he was having. Tom flipped the bed over spilling him on the floor. Tom sat next to him.

Johnny looked at him. "Remember when we you used to do that all the time when we were lit…" Johnny stopped. He never wanted to reveal his past. Tom helped him up. "Come on, we need to get ready." Said Tom. They went into the bathroom were a suit was laid out for Johnny. He looked really weird with his two hairs and a tuxedo. Tom laughed. "SHUT UP!" he screamed. "If you weren't my brother my only brother I would kill you!"

Tom looked at him. "Is that true…Johnny?"

"I don't…I'm sorry…" he said. Tom walked away.

It was time for the funeral. The wake was held in a funeral home. Johnny and Tom walked up to see their father. Johnny touched him. Then looked at Tom. "He's cold," said Johnny.

Tom answered still angry with Johnny for what he said. "Well, that's what happens when you die! What were you expecting to roast marsh mellows over the man!" Johnny frowned shook his head no while shoving his marsh mellows deeper in to his pocket.

Johnny sat down and listens to the preacher talk for a couple of hours. Then Johnny stood up. "If you would please, shut up. I want to say something. Johnny looked around the room. "Ladies, Gententalmen and all sex-changed people, I would like to say a couple of word on behave of my daddy is dead. There are no sad people here because my father did not care about people such as me. Sure he was a good man, but do you think he loved(points to people) you, you, you, or you? Wrong! He didn't even love me. If I had never ran away, every one of you should know, that I would have killed him. Right now, we would be doing something else and I would be in prison. But I ran away. It must have been a good choice because my father lived another fifteen years. Died from a heart attack but wasn't murdered by his son. He must have turned into a loving man because look at this wake…this a nice wake. I must of dwelled evil inside his heart. Which made him bad. When I ran away, he got better. I might as well no longer be a live.(looks at his father) I'm sorry dad, I love you. Even though you do not love me. I know because I looked at your will. I'm sorry I was born."

Johnny ran out of the funeral home. And went back to the house. Tom followed.

"Tom I'm sorry, I need to get out of here. This house is making me even more sick than the one I ran away to."

"Johnny, look at you. You can't live alone. Let me come with you." Tom said. Johnny accepted and they called a taxi and headed for Johnny's home.

Dan: and its over!

Amanda: Don't worry, there will be a sequel. It's just this new beginning is way off the topic of the original story.