Chapter Four

Stupidhead!

It had now been three long months since the mini devil came back in time. It was early in the morning and all I could do was cry. Jenna had gone to breakfast already. I'm guessing Peter heard me because, well…you will see.

"Lana?" he said coming over and rubbing my back. "Are you ok?"

"No!" I said burying myself under pillows.

"Come on, tell me what is wrong."

"No!"

"Why not?" he said still talking in a calm voice.

"No! Uhmmmm…wait…that wasn't a yes or no question."

"No, it wasn't."

"Sorry, I am just not feeling well today. Today is the eleventh anniversary of my sister's death."

"The one that is on the deck???" Peter asked trying to make me smile. Well…it worked.

"If it was, I wouldn't be crying would I?" I asked.

"Meanie!!!" Jenna said walking in and grabbing her cell phone.

"You…you…you are such a STUPIDHEAD!!!" Yes I know that sounds stupid but it was the only thing I could think of. "Why didn't you tell me you had a cell phone?!?"

"You never asked," she said in a sassy tone.

"Give it over!" I yelled.

"Forget about it."

"NOW!" I said that in a way like a mother correcting her child.

"Fine miss grumpy pants," she said giving me the phone and leaving.

"Why isn't your sister sad about your other sister dying?" Peter asked when she left.

"Remember, she was only a couple months old when that happened," I replied. By now I had stopped crying and I was already dressed and I was heading out onto the deck with Jenna's phone.

"That's ok leave me here! I was just talking. No big deal!" he called but I was too far to hear him.

By now I was on the deck and dialing my mom's phone number.

"Mom?" I said remembering her voice.

"Lana? Is that you? Where have you been? I have missed you so much! When are you coming home?"

"Yes, it is me. I have been in the Caribbean Sea. I miss you too. I can never come home though." Then she got quiet. I explained how I could never come home again (read the end of last book if you don't remember). "Jenna is here with me. She will be home in 9 months."

"Mom? You are breaking up. Bye." She wasn't breaking up. I was. I hated talking to her. It made me feel like going home again but even if I wanted to, I couldn't.

"Now to call Taylor and Anna," I said to myself. "Hello?"

"Lana!" They both said together.

"Yea?" I said kidding. "What have ya'll been doing?"

"Hey! No time to talk about us! Tell us about you and Peter!" Anna said excited.

So…yeah. I explained everything. And then I had to go because it was time to go to bed. Yeah…we were on the phone all day.

"If you wasted all my minutes, you are paying for them," Jenna said grabbing her phone.

"Oh, like I have any money?" I said. Yes, we were at it again.