Chapter 19! I feel this story is too long, so I'm going to end it soon, I think. I fixed chapter 18, if you guys find anything else wrong, please let me know! I'm going back and fixing the other chapters soon, too. Like, chapters 16 and back. SO, if you want to point anything out from those chapters, PLEASE DO. I love the help editing. Haha. Anyway, enjoy! and send me lots of reviews! I love hearing from you guys!~

Yamato

"Maaatt." My head turns to look at the door to my hospital room. Again, the voice calls to me.

"Maaaatt," The voice is familiar only I know it's not real. The other part that gives it away? I'm not attached to my heart monitor. I know it's a dream, and I'm not as afraid as I'm supposed to be, I'm sure. I get out of my bed, and I follow the voice. Hayley continues to call me. As I reach the corner, I turn. I knew she would be there. Covered in blood. Staring at me. Eyes open, but not moving. I breathe out, and...My eyes open to Sherria looking at my wolf.

"Bad dream?" She asks without looking at me. I shrug.

"Not really."

"What was it about?"

"Hayley."

"Whose Hayley?"

"My sister. Well, I guess she's not really my sister, but.."

"Andrew's daughter that mysteriously vanished?"

"You mean that he killed? Yeah, her." A still silence sits after that.

"Sorry," I say to her. I forgot, death is touchy with most people.

"Don't worry about it." She says, looking up at me for the first time. She smiles. And I can't help but smile back. I've only ever met Sherria once before. We clicked instantly. Although we only spoke on the phone after that once, it was a lasting bond. She holds out my wolf.

"Taichi gave this to you?"

"Yeah."

"Kinda like your puppy?"

"I guess he is kinda like my puppy." I say, looking at the wolf in her hands. She turns to face me.

"Woof!"

"Wolf's don't bark." Billy voice floats to us from the doorway. We both look at him.

"You're coming home today." He informs me.

"Really!"

"Yeah." The tone in his voice is slightly..off.

"What's the matter?"

"They did blood tests."

"Oh." Great. I didn't even think about that.

"Apparently you had enough cocaine in your system to kill someone, twice over." I try to shrug it off, but it doesn't work. Billy still looks angry.

"Well I didn't do it," I say. Slightly offended. Billy sighs, but drops it. He doesn't move from the door, and now I don't want to talk to anyone.

"Where's my brother?" I want the little blonde now more then ever.

"At home. He's gonna be here when your parents come and pick you up." I can hardly wait, and the time takes forever to go by.


I sit in the backseat of my dad's minivan. I sit alone. My mom and dad are in the front. Not talking. T.K sits in the seat directly behind them, then there is seats between that goes empty. Then I sit alone. Vincent picked Sherria and Billy up to take them out. Them both being legal. They're getting along good, and I think Vincent likes him. I could feel the tension as soon as I was released. My mom came and got me. T.K didn't come in, neither did my father. I was handed my cellphone by T.K as I climbed past him. I text Billy almost immediately.

What're you and Sherria doing?

Nothing, you?

Just got out of the hospital. Come pick me up?

Sure.

That's all there was. As we pull into our driveway, I sigh. My parents and T.K get out. No one notices that I don't follow them. Baby bounds out the door, in search of me. I whistle lowly, and she bounds into the car and into my lap. She licks my face. I kiss her nose.

"Settle down," I tell her. She lays down and licks my hand instead. I cuddle with her. I wait almost two hours staring out the window waiting for Billy. I give up. I climb out of the car, Baby right behind me. I slide the door shut. I make my way to the door. Right as I go to put my hand on the handle, it swings open and T.K comes out. Crying.

"What's the matter?" I ask, my eyes narrowing.

"Nothing, nothing. Let's go." He says. He takes my hand and pulls me down the street. Baby and I follow. We walk in silence. T.K doesn't let my hand go, and I feel awkward. He takes me to the park. The same park we always end up in. He chooses the same bench we always stop at, too. He sits and he cries. It's just getting dark out. I sit beside him. Only above him. I sit on the table of the picnic bench, he sits on the bench part. Baby leans against his legs.

"I kn-.." I start, but then stop. T.K doesn't even acknowledge that I said anything.

"T.K, I know I'm not a good big brother, I don't know how to be one, but you can talk to me.." I mutter. He shrugs and digs his shoe against the ground.

"Just mom and dad fighting. All day."

"About what?"

"You," I don't know what to say about that to make him feel better. T.K looks at me. He studies my face.

"That doesn't bother you?" He asks quietly.

"Should it? They can fight all they want, it's not gonna change anything about me." I tell him. He looks at me for awhile, then he smiles.

"Yea, I guess you're right."

"I have a question for you," I tell him. He raises one eyebrow.

"Remember when you asked me if you could ask about a girl?"

"Yea.."

"Is it Kari?" His cheeks turn a dull pink.

"I like her. She's sweet." His face falls just a bit.

"I don't like her as in I have a crush on her.. I just like her as a person." I tell him. He smiles. Apparently, I have improved his mood. We talk about his feelings for Kari until the night turns almost black. That's when we decide to head home. We walk slow, and Baby barks at us to tell us to hurry up. When we get home, our parents are silent. Our mother sleeps in her bed. Dad's in the spare room. Billy's passed out on my bed, and as T.K disappears into his room, he whispers a thank you that I'm not supposed to hear. I go into my room and grab a pillow and beat Billy over the head with it. He yelps as he wakes up.

"You're an asshole." I say as I climb over him and drop into bed.

"Sorry." He mumbles already half asleep again. I listen as T.K tosses in his bed. Eventually he's still, and that's when I allow myself to fall asleep.