Disclaimer: I do not own the song 'You Are Not Alone', Micheal Jackson does. R.I.P. man.

Chapter 9

Charlotte's POV

What the heck? I survived?

Oh well, it doesn't really matter. I bet Vendetta's upset though.

Another day has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me

I wonder how Grandma is doing?

To be honest, I don't think she hates me like Vendetta does. And I don't think I should be so hard on her about thinking I'm stupid, because, well, I am. Sigh, that's all I am, a stupid little girl.

"Now don't talk like that."

Who said that?

You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold

"It was me, your mother, I've been sent to you because you seem to be distressed, what's wrong?"

Grand-your mother lied to me about your death, dad's too.

"Hm."

Wait, that's it? Surly you'd be mad too!

"Not exactly. Charlotte, I'm pretty sure she was just trying to protect you. She could never stand seeing you upset, I would've down the same thing. She loves you Charlotte. Ever since you were born."

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone

"Me and your father do too. Which is why we want you to stay alive and happy. Suicide never solves your problems."

I know, I was just so upset and and confused though...

That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay

"Well now that you're not, I ask you, please don't do it again. Not just for me, your father, and your grandmother, but for Vendetta too."

But she hates me!

"Not anymore, as we speak, she is begging for your life. Listen."

I hear sounds of sobbing...

"That's her."

I can't believe it, and yet, I do. Thanks mom, you've made me realize how silly I was. You were always good at that!

"Your welcome dear...Oh! And one more thing..."

Yeah mom?

"I don't think you're stupid."

But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But you are not alone

Author's POV

Charlotte gave a sincere not-creepy smile to the sky, or more of, the ceiling.

She'd meet her mother again one day, but for now, she was going to live. Because had a reason to now.

She knew she wasn't alone.