A/N: Hello my lovely readers? Thank you so much for not giving up on me, and thank you so much for all the support. I had like 36 reviews on the last chapter. All I can say is WOW! You guys are great, please keep the reviews coming. I just want to let you know Life have been busy, and school is crazy hard. that's why I haven't updated. But it would not happen again. I will update as often as I can from now on. I will not leave you for two month like I did. Ok so…here is chapter 13 and I hope you enjoy it.

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The turning of the tide
The dimming of the light
When did you forget
Me

I'm reeling from the loss
Frozen on the cross
Nothing was explained

Oh but
Words wont help
Cant tell myself
That hearts don't change
The fires turned to ice
The truths all lies
Everything has changed

Stanfour - Everything Has Changed

Chapter Thirteen - Breaking into pieces

It was an icy feeling that woke me up. Something soft and cold graced down my skin as it moved from my forehead slowly down to my cheek and went to my neck. It was a bit ticklish, but it felt nice against my hot skin. The same cold thing repeatedly touched my cheeks and forehead.

"Godric?" a soft whisper of his name left my lips as the coldness reminded me of his freezing skin. I tried to open my eyes that seemed to be glued tightly shut by some unknown force.

"No, sweetheart, it's just me." I heard the voice of my big sister as her soft hand copped my cheek, the other brushing my hair back. I don't know why but for some reason my body was exhausted. I fought the tiredness I felt and slowly opened my eyes. It was blurry for a moment before my eyes focused on Sarah's face that was hovering over me. Her eyes were teary as the obvious worry played on her face. "Awww honey, thank God you're ok!" She squeaked like her usual happy self as she pulled me in a hug. My head was throbbing and her whiny voice wasn't helping at all. I slowly pushed her away and pulled myself to sit. My hand moved up to my head, like I could stop the ache just by a touch.

"What happened?" I asked my sister looking up at her face. She looked at me for a second before, her eyes widen in a surprise as her mouth opened and closed in shock. She didn't look me in the eye as she cleared her throat hesitating a bit. That was when it came to me; flashes of pictures like a broken record played through my head. The pain finding out what happen came as fast as the memories. The heavy ache in my heart was almost unbearable. My eyes sting as my tears came rushing. Sarah's hand started to shake as she tears up also.

"Sweetie, I am so, so sorry." She spoke taking a step closer to me. Her hand slowly reached out to pull me close. But my body reacted before I knew what was happening, as my hand smacked hers away.

"No… how… how could you do this to me?" my tears seem to just flow like there was nothing to stop it. Like all the pain I was holding deep within was finally released. All the sadness and resentment was coming out in a form of tears.

"You had a funeral for her, and you told me… you told me, it was just a ceremony and nothing more….and I just sat there…"

My body was shaking from the memory. About six month ago, she decided she wants to have a funeral ceremony for Claire, even though at the time I didn't like the idea to have a funeral for someone who wasn't even pronounced dead. But I just went with it thinking this is something she wanted to do to ease her pain, her guilt, after all we all have our ways of dealing with loss.

But I was so stupid and gullible. I trusted her; in fact I sympathized with her, but she was burying my sister in front of me, and I didn't even know about it. I watched the casket being lowered to the ground and not even cry, for I still hope she was out there somewhere.

"Everything I did was for you." She spoke her voice cutting me out of my thought, "I was trying to protect you." Her tears seemed to continue to fall too, making her mascara run down with it.

"How is this protecting? This is Claire we're talking about!" my voice came out rougher and louder than I intended, but this was about my sweet, kind, naive Claire.

"I was trying to protect you from this pain, from this ache that I feel every day, every time I think of her." Her voice got a bit louder too as thought the louder she gets, I would understand better. "You and I," she motioned between us, her voice softening again. "We lost so much. Everyone we ever loved, mom then dad, and now it's Claire. I just didn't want this pain to change you, make you as bitter as I am." But isn't Claire worth the pain? I wanted to mourn her, cry for her, but Sarah took that chance from me. "What if I wanted to feel the pain, she deserved that much. You had your chance to move on. But me, every day I would hope she was out there somewhere. I pray every night, if she was out there for our lord to watch over. Do you know how that makes me feel; do you have any idea what it feels like to have all the hope ripped out of you?" I said sliding off the bed to move as far away from her as possible.

Sarah looked away from me whipping her tears with the back of her hand before speaking in a low voice, "I thought I was doing what's best for you. I was trying to shield you from all this. I thought it'll be easier if you didn't know the truth, it wouldn't hurt as much. I didn't want you to feel as helpless as I did when I found out."

Doesn't she understand Claire is my sister, my baby sister too? There is nothing in this world that could make the pain easier, but finding out about this from Steve is worse than any pain I ever felt. This feeling of betrayal by the only family member I have was worse than any pain. My body was shaking beyond control from the sob I wanted to desperately let out. "I'm so sorry. I never wanted you to find out this way…I was just looking out for you." She continued, taking another step closer, as I unconsciously took one back. I can't believe she is actually saying this. Where was she when I needed her?

"You never looked out for me; in fact it was me that looked out for you. I'm the one who is always fighting with Steve every time he mistreats you. Sometimes you don't even notice I exist." She always said god made her for Steve, he was her reason to exist, and that Steve was her world. She never noticed that she was my world. That I wanted to depend on her, but she never could see that. To her I'm just someone in the background. I can not take this anymore. I can not take looking at her anymore. "I can't do this any longer… please… Just… leave." I whispered with cracked voice looking away from her.

"No, no, no…please don't look away like that… Please don't ever look away like that. I know you're disappointed in me, and I am so sorry. But you have always been the better person so… forgive me please." She spoke desperately in a begging voice.

She was right, I easily forgive people no matter what they did to me, for that what our lord says, bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you (Colossians 3:13). But the question is would I honestly mean it this time, would I be able to forgive her point blank after everything she did. After all, the bible says, if you must forgive someone do it with your whole heart.

"I'll forgive you…but not now...just not now. I won't mean it. My heart won't mean it, but someday I'll forgive you." I spoke without looking up at her. I guess I will bear it for now, and when the day comes, I will forgive her and Steve too… but not today, not right now. Sarah didn't say anything except for her slightly louder sob. She slowly backed away toward the door before running to leave my room. I fell back on my bed, letting out my own sob. I didn't know how long I cried hugging my pillow.

I can't believe Claire really gone. The pain just seemed too much for my body to handle. I couldn't help it but my head was constantly thinking of her, like I was drowning in her memories. My sweet little sister, how innocent she was, how kind she was. She was the kind of girl who would laugh at her own jokes, and who would cry every time when she saw someone crying. She wasn't meant to die; actually if there was anyone who deserve to live, it would have been her.

I don't know how long I laid there, maybe an hour or two, when Steve knocked on my door. He poked his head to into my room before saying, "Hey, how are you doing?" he questioned with a fake concerned playing on his face. I didn't reply except look away. What the hell does he think, I'm all happy and daisy. "Sorry, wrong question I guess." He replied to himself. "Can I come in? I have something to show you." He said opening the door farther and walking in.

I slowly raised myself up. "What do you want Steve? I just want to be alone right now." I said agitated. I just want be left alone. I just want to cry. Can't these people at least give me that?

"I just wanted to show you something, it won't take long." He stated before walking to sit next to me on the bed. He dug his hand in the inside pocket of his suit and pull out an envelope before slowly handing it to me. I looked up at him curiously, "hmmm, what is this?" I asked when I saw his lips twitched as he tried to contain a smile. "Oh why don't you open it and see for yourself." He spoke happily. My hands moved quickly and pulled out the paper the envelope contained. I didn't know why, but my heart was beating fast, like something in me knew this paper was going to change things, change things for the worse.

I slowly looked down at it before reading out loud. "Congratulation, Yale University hears by accepts you…." I didn't even need to finish reading the rest of the letter to know what it was. My head shot up to look at Steve's in surprise. He had a huge smile pasted on his face as his eyes sparkled. "I'm so happy for you, Anna. You did it!" he almost yelled the last part joyfully.

"But… but… I didn't even send my recommendation letters. How could this happen?" I asked the surprise never leaving me. My head was trying to work out how this happened. I didn't know if I wanted to go to Yale or even major in law. I was still thinking about the decisions I should make.

Steve spoke interrupting my thought, "oh, I finished everything that need to be done. I thought I would surprise you with It." well, it sure was a surprise. I sat there quietly looking at the paper, reading it over and over. When Steve noticed my blank face, he continued to speak. "I was able write you one of the recommendation letters, and you know Mr. Morgan right? Your history teacher, well, he is a member the church, so I asked him if he would write you the letter and he was in fact quite oblige to do it. And I made a few calls to the Mayor, and it was done deal." He spoke with a heavy pride in his voice at what he accomplished.

"So you did it just like that, without even asking me or letting me know even? I was still thinking about this, Steve." I voiced irritably. Why do they keep doing this to me? Why do they always take control of my life? If I wanted to go to Yale, I want to do it on my own term, I want to work for it and earn it. I don't want Steve to just make little phone call get me the spot, it's not right.

"What is there to think about? It's Yale! Do you know how many people wish they were in your place right now? You should just be happy with what you got? God gave you this opportunity, you should just accept it. Don't be ungrateful little brat." His voice had bit of hardness when he spoke. Maybe he was right, maybe I'm not appreciating what I have, what God is providing me. Maybe I am being a brat.

"Yeah you're right. I'm sorry Steve. Thank you so much for all the work you put to get me in Yale." I spoke thoughtfully before letting out sigh. Maybe I should just give up.

"You're welcome," he said patting me in the head. "Now, you should get up and pack." He said before getting up from my bed. My head shot to look up at him again.

"What? What do you mean pack?" I asked not knowing what he's talking about. "You have 36 hours until your flight. You're going to New Haven, Connecticut." Ok what? Isn't that where Yale is located, but why do I need to go now, I mean it's only late July.

"But why now? I have plenty time before school starts." Beside I just can't leave right now…now when things are the way they are. I can't leave Godric where he is, I can't leave him to burn.

Steve spoke bringing me out of my thought. "My aunt Stephanie lives in Connecticut, she said you're welcome to stay with her and get to know the city and you're surrounding. Besides you need to go way from all this mess right now, you need the space." He said as he walked away toward the door.

He was right, I do need the space from him and Sarah. But I need Godric as much as he needs me. He is the only one who could make this better, the only one who could make me feel like I could take on the world.

"But what about…." I whispered in barely hearable voice looking at the carpeted ground. Steve halted in his steps before I could finish my question. Steve would not understand how Godric makes me feel like I could fly. No one would understand.

"What about what?" Steve asked his voice sounding irritated and harsh like he knew what I was about to ask.

"Nothing." I replied softly. That was all Steve needed before walking out the door and closing it behind him with a bang.

"But what about Godric?" I couldn't help but ask the empty room.

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