Ahh… sorry!! I've completely neglected Completely! –has about 25 alerts waiting in inbox-

Big thanks to LyokoDragon, sn0zb0z, duziekat and Abi of course!

You are what kept me writing this fic.

Start's off with Homer's POV! A newbie! XD Hope it's not toooooo OOC.

Disclaimer: Lessee… The Simpsons is owned by Matt Groening. Is that my name? I don't think so.

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Chappie 12: Goodbye

'What's this?' Homer thought, noticing a slip of paper on the kitchen table. He put his fresh can of duff on the table and picked it up.

Dear family,

I've tried to tell you so many times already. I think I can turn back. I think I can return to your lives, but you've confused me with my past self. I'm sure I can go back. I know it! Please understand.

Love,

Lisa

Homer stared, confused. There was obviously something he didn't know about going on. He went to Marge, she must know. She was busy ironing, lost in her own little world of chores.

"…Marge, what's this?" She stared at the paper in his hand for a moment before she realised what was happening.

"It's… Lisa's just taking her time. Won't be long, dear.' She replied, seeming to reassure herself in the process. Homer stared blankly as Marge sighed and told him the whole story. She knew he'd find out sooner or later.

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Lisa woke up, yawning. 8 AM. It had been so long since her alarm had woken her up. She was incredibly tired. Still half asleep, she trudged along to the bathroom.

"Lisa?"

'Oh no…' She thought, waking up fully. She turned to see, not surprisingly, Bart. Lisa half panicked, remembering what happened last time.

"Hello, Bartho—Bart." She carried on walking to the bathroom.

"Lisa, look at me."

"Look at you what?"

"Turn around and look at me." She spun round and stared into his eyes. It felt like a staring contest had begun. Neither dared lose the gaze until Bart spoke up.

"Why… why are you still here?"

"Why am I here? Ha! I try to come back into your lives properly and you ask me why? Don't you want me back?"

Bart shook his own head.

"I thought you…"

"You thought a lot of things."

"But…"

"Look, excuse me, but I need to use the restroom." She disappeared into the bathroom.

Bart looked at the door for a moment before walking back. Everything had gotten so confusing. Was she just messing around with them again? What else could he think? There was no reason for her not to. He gritted his teeth. If that's what she wants then that's what she gets. He rushed downstairs, forgetting to get changed, and told Homer what to do.

When Lisa emerged from the bathroom in her purple dress, she rushed down to the kitchen. 'I hope that plan worked.' She mentally crossed her fingers. When she looked into the kitchen she noticed the curtains drawn, no lights on. 'That's odd.' She walked in slowly and went to the curtains, so to draw them open but something stopped her, a voice.

"Lisa." She span round.

"Dad?"

"I've heard about what happened." He said in a solemn tone.

"About what?" Her heart sunk. Now everyone was after her.

"About you. Are you going to die?"

"No… No, Dad! No!"

"You're not screwing around?"

"No!!! Believe me!!!"

"As if." Another voice snorted. Bart came into view. She felt like they were interrogating her, and she could not do anything about it.

"Honey, what do you want from us?" Marge, this time. They were all closing in on her. "Do you want revenge? What?"

"No! You don't get it!!! I don't want to die anymore!!!"

"Tell us the truth." Bart.

"That is the truth!"

"The real truth."

"What more do you want me to say?"

"Urgh. This is getting nowhere. Just die."

Lisa fell to her knees, sobbing. Why did no one believe her? Had she truly ruined her last chance? Marge knelt down beside her, wiping a tear away.

"Honey, if you just tell us. We're your family. We want to know the truth. We don't mind." Lisa let out a sniff.

"I just- I just- I just want to be back with you, a family, once again."

"Oh, Lisa…" Marge hugged her, trying to calm down.

"That's a load of crap!" Bart kicked the wall, "She's obviously lying. I can feel it from here. Just let her die and get on with it." Lisa turned to Bart, trying to get the message across but his glare just made her let out another sob again.

'They… they want me to die… what do I do? The way they keep treating me… maybe that's all that's left of me. I'm just supposed to die here, die now. But I don't want to! What do I do?'

"Follow your heart."

'Where did that voice come from?' she wondered. Was she unconscious? Who just said that? She opened her eyes to see a raven. A soft wind blew past her face whispering those words again.

She closed her eyes and opened them again.

Standing up, she gave a complete glare to her family.

"I've told you, I don't want to die, but if that's what you really want, then I guess I have no choice."

Her family stared at her as she picked up the knife. Was she really going to do it? The determination on her face was so convincing. She really was going to?! Before they could even react more she slashed it down on her arm as hard as she could. She fell to the floor with a shudder.

'This is it… the end. No turning back now. It's too late. Goodbye, Bart, Maggie, Dad, Mom. At least realise one day. Just one day, realise what you did. Chase that raven, and find out what happened. I know that one day you will.'

"Goodbye… forever…" She whispered as darkness took control over her.

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Oh wow! It's finished!!! –dies- Can't believe I just did that. Well… it's not quite the end. I feel like an epilogue…

I thank you all sooooooooo very very much for all you've done. I really hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

The epilogue will be up as soon as I stop neglecting this wonderful website!!!