Okay, this one I did off my blackberry because my computer has broke. Sadily, but I was bored and diecded to type it off of here. So sorry, if it sucks.

Here we go!

"Good morning sunshine" John says smiling brightly. He was all dressed up, and I was surprised by his happiness. Yesterday it didn't seem like he enjoyed me leaving even if he was accompanying me. I smile back and pick myself of the queen bed. I grab my clothes which were still in the bag, and head towards the washroom. I quickly, jump out of my clothes and into the hot shower.

After the shower, I start looking for John. I found him relaxing on the leather couch. He spots me almost admittedly and motions me to come over. "Pierce you've been gone for 3 days, what are you going to say?" He asks, with a curious glint in his eyes. We were sitting on the sofa, chatting away about immemorial things, when he asked. I respond, slowly taking time to actually think about it. What possible way could I make my mother like John if I've been missing and then show up with him? And some how make me, leaving never to be seen again bearable? "If Kayla hasn't phoned the cops, I'll ask her to lie for me and tell my mom I'm had a breakdown and needed girl time?" I ask, really it was a question that'd I hope he'd answer. If what I'd said seemed reasonable but John didn't think so. "And if she did?" He asks. "I don't know then. How about we go to Kayla's first and see what has happened these couple of days?" I ask. He nods, and stands up. I give him a questioning look, he notices and says "Well are we leaving or not?"

After a couple knocks on Kaylas house she answers."Pierce! Where have you been!" She looks at me, and then John. She raises her eyebrows asking me silently 'and he is' "Hey Kayla." I say. "John, Kayla. Kayla John" I introduce them. Then Kayla squeals and half shouts "Pierce where have you been? Its been 3 days!" I nod, understanding the amount of days I've been gone. "Uhm, ill tell you after but first, I need to know. Did you call the police?" I ask wryly Kayla seems like the type of girl not second guess someone, someone who wouldn't be afraid of getting in trouble. "No, I didn't." I left out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I was surprised, I thought Kayla believed me. If I knew how things, where going to happen when I told Kayla to call the police, I would have taken It back. Because I'd make my mother worry she'd think something terrible has happened and I rather her think I was alive and ran off to be with John. Then to have disappeared , or whatever crazy story my furie grandma would feed my mom. After a couple minutes of silenca she then says "Come in guys". She walked John and I to her bedroom. She motioned for John and I to sit on her bed, while she took the desk chair. I plopped down, while John stood there leaning against the wall. Not taking Kayla suggestion. I moved, my hands in a gesture asking her to continue, and she did just that. "When I came to meet you and alex at his car at two, instead of you being there it was your grandma." I could feel Johns eyes on me. I quickly glance his way, and I notice how tense he looks, he's as tense as I feel. Kayla sees the effect of what she says and pause waiting for me to tell her to continue, and I do. "Okay, well she said that she seen you with a boy and that she knew him." I nod, because I was with John and she did know him. I was still tense waiting for my grandmother to say something about him murdering me. "She said that -" she pointed to John and continued. " That you and him went out, and how you told her to tell me not do anything." I was shocked, how did my grandma, I mean the furie know I told her to call the police. "But I'm guessing what she told me was a big fat lie well some of it atleast." She looks from John then to me. I nod, and I tell John with my eyes telling not asking im going to tell her he nods his head. And looks at Kayla.

After an hour, of explaining and loads of questions. Kayla promised not to tell a soul. I believed Kayla even though she was known to me at least as the girl who was bullied on facebook for her boobs size, and Alex's friend. I actually started considering her as my own too. "Kayla, what does my mom think?" I choked out, wanting to get it over with. Surprisingly Kayla smiled. " Well your grand- furie said that you were with her for awhile." I just sat, there on Kaylas green plush comforter. Shocked. I look at John who's emotion is matching mine. "I know, after what you told me. I'd think she want everyone to know your dead." I nod, but begin thinking. Why would she want my mom knowing I'm alive? And then it clicks, all the puzzle pieces fit perfectly. She knew I'd come back, for awhile. She knew I'd go to my mom, and say bye. She knew John wouldn't let me go without him. Then I remember what John had said to me when we arrived in the underworld. "It won't be easy, but I at least have a chance of protecting you here. Out there I have none."

It was just a matter of when I'd come back, she was and is waiting for me. Because what John said was true, I was safe in the underworld. But here I'm not and nether is John. I look to John who seems to put the pieces together as well. But Kayla still doesn't understand. So I speak the words we all need to hear. "She knew I'd come back" Kayla, still doesn't understand, but John nods while still shielding his emotions, I can still detected a hint of worry on his face. While John explains, I let it all soak in. John was right, but I'm not going back. Yet. I think John knows that, because he asks. "Kayla you can't tell anyone. Okay?" She nods fericly, if she were to nod longer her head would fall off. He adds " And one more thing, you need to make plans with Alex all day. Meaning till dark." She nods again and repleys "Sure thing, whatever you guys need. John can I talk to Pierce alone?" He mutters a "sure" , and walks out of her room. "Pierce?" She ask shly. "Yes?" "You like John don't you?" I blush and respond "A little blunt aren't you?" She laughs. "Yes, well. I-uhm never had any uhm girl friends before." She blushs, and giggles a little. I nod remember how the first time I meet her, girls were bullying her because her boobs were bigger than others. I laugh, and say "Don't worry, I haven't had a close girl friend in awhile." She laughs, and looks at me sympathetically thanking me for not making it awkward. John then pops his head in and says " Are you almost done your girl chatter?" He asks. I motion for him to leave and turn back to Kayla. Before I can say anything she gives me a hug. "He likes you, that's for sure" I blush but she continues. "You better fight of these stupid furies and come back. Your my first and only girl friend, and I won't be making any new ones for awhile" I laugh knowing tomorrow at school she'll probably start a fight with many of the stuck up snobs in A-wing that consist the school. I get up, and walk to John who was casually leaning against the island in her kitchen. Once he sees me he, heads toward the door with me trailing behind him.

"MOM!" I scream, from the hall way in the front. I hear the clanging of dishes, and my mother running to me! She envelopes me in a hug. I hug her back, she let's go and stares at John probaly first noticing he's here. " Mom, John. John, Mom" I motion between them. They both nod, in hellos. After awhile of silence my mother says " Let's go talk in the living room" I nod, agreeing. But wondering why we are being so professional its not like I haven't had a sleep over for more than 3 days? Then it hits me, well not literary. Johns with me. She leads the way. John pulls me back, and whispers "I know you want to tell her, but you can't for her own good." I smile, up at him. Hoping to reassure him that I won't let anything slip. Well at least I hope. John just stands there staring at me, no making any move to move. So I grab his hand and pull him in the living room.

"So how was grandmas?" My mom asks, as John and I plop on the love seat. I smile, up at her hoping to come up with a lie soon. I look to John for help but he's staring at the ground probably waiting for this to get over with so he can drag me back to the underworld. "Good, you know here and here knitting club" I say with a half-hearted laugh, hopping she doesn't catch on I change the subject. "What yah making for lunch?" I ask. Pretending to be hungry, when in reality I don't think I could touch even a tiny piece of chocolate. Nerves do that to me. "Oh honey, yeah sure I'll get started." She says. Glad that things won't be awkward any longer, she leaves with a smile on her face. Once she left the room. I turn to John and say "Now what do we do?" He gives me a pointed look, and laughs. I raise my eyebrow, and he laughs a bit more. Then says "Well wasn't this your plan?" I nod, happy that so far he hasn't dragged me to the underworld or regretting anything. "How about you stay here and" after awhile of thinking I got a plan. "And I go talk to my mom about you. I'll say 'I'm in love'" which I act out in a high squeaky girly voice. He laughs and motions with his hands for me to continue. "Then make her believe me then I'll spend the whole day with her and obviously you." He roles his eyes at the last part. "Then I'll go to sleep-" he gives me a look then I add. "Pretend to, and write her a note, saying I run away with you. Or something." He shakes his head, and mutters an okay. I jump off the couch and say in a loader voice so my mom will here saying " I'm going to help my mom, ill be right back" he roles his eyes as I turn to leave.

"Need any help?" I ask my mother. She nods and point to the plates, in the top drawer. I grab three and place them on the small table in the kitchen that my mother and I usually have breakfast off of. "So you and John?" My mother asks, in most cases daughters try to avoid boy talk, but I welcome it and motion for her to sit. She hurrys, to the seat beside me and looks over her shouldering hoping Johns not there. I swallow a laugh. Knowing John he probably has a good hiding spot and is listening in. She looks back to me and repeats her question. I answer the question has truthfully as I can. " We meet outside of school." Before she could say anything I tell her that he just moved her and is planning to be home schooled by his parents. She looks at me again, with a okay? look. "He asked me out, and we've been going out ever since" my mom looks totattly shocked. "And you haven't told me?" She says more hurt than anger in her voice. "I'm sorry mom, its just there hasn't been girl talk since we came. Mostly my fault. " She smiles, and nods while saying "I'm happy you made new friends and boy friends" I laugh actually blushing a little. Knowing John can hear us. "So what's John all about?" My mom asks trying to be all hip. It really didn't, work why does she even try?

But I answer anyway "He's really sweet, he's reeeallly cute" I say dragging the word really out. " And he listens to me somtimes" I say with a laugh and contine " he makes me happy, and he's fun to be around with and.." My mom gives me a look and says "and?" She pleads. I nod and lean in and whisper. "Mom I think I've fallen for him" she gasps and looks at me writing a Z on my face with her eyes. "But I don't know mom" I say, cause in reality I don't know what my feelings for John are. She stands up and comes over to me and gives me an hug and says " Aw honey. Can we talk about this later?" I nod understandely. She walks away from me and calls John.

Knowing John he's probably waiting a couple minutes in his hide out before coming out. So I doesn't look like he was listening in. He looks at me, for a secound while walking in and then turns to my mom and looks at the grill cheese sandwich. "Pierce you didn't saying anything bad about me?" He says, while pointing to the sandwich knowing that we'd been in the kitchen for longer than necessary. My mom laughs catching on. And says "No, but if there is Pierce her will tell me" she winks at me. I giggle a little. "Don't you think it takes awhile to perfect the sandwich?" My mother ask John keeping up with the little small talk, adding a lot of laughter to her tone. He nods and says "your daughter has great aste in food. She had to get it from someone?" He says pointedly to my mother. She chuckles and then they start talking about my dates.

After a couple mintues, of eating and after talk. John then holds out his arm and pulls his sleeve up a little and looks at his watch and says " I need to go home, I'm sorry. I truly wish I could stay." I give him a look which he misses causes he's looking to my mother. "My uncle would be upset if I wasn't home." He says. While standing up, and picking up his plate. Ready to turn and wash it. "John dear, put the plate down I'll clean it and no worries at all I understand. But if you don't mind me asking who's your uncle?" He tells her that the grave yard keeper is. She nods, saying " A lovely man, tell him I said hello." She turns to me. "Pierce walk him out dear" I nod and head to the door with John trailing behind me.

When we get to the door, I ask him "What are you doing?" He looks at me like the answer was already said and I'm one of the slow kids in the back of the class not paying attention. "Going." He states. "Why?" I ask. He talks awhile to answer and says. "You need to convience your mom better but not with me around." I nod. "Also I need to make your mom believe me. And my suposed uncle." I nod again understanding he's going to talk to him, and ask for him to lie.

"Honey-" my mom says. But right at that point John puts his hands on my waistes and pulls me closer. He lips lightly touch mine, if I didn't get his body heat, I wouldn't even know he was there. But ethier way I welcomed the warmth. My mother finishs her question. But coughs first. "Oh cam to see why it took you so long." She stops looks between my flushing face and Johns. "But now I know." She turns to leave and says. "Oh honey I'm setting up a couple of movies for girl time" she pauses again and says. "Goodbye John."

"What'd you do that?" I ask stupidly. "I just gave you a little push, in convincing your mom. And I little for me." He gives me a small peck and slips out the door before I can utter another word.

After the 3rd movie, we were done and we'd just sat on the couch chatting like old times. Till she asked, "Are you sure you love him honey?" I really didn't want to answer, even if John said I needed to convince her.

" How do you know?" I ask. She responds with "Do you completely trust him?" She asks. "Yes" I respond. Because its the truth I do trust John. "When your will him do you feel warm and fuzzy inside?" She asks. I respond quickly without missing a heartbeat. "Yes" She smiles."Do you trust him with your heart?" I smile, and nod my head. She laughs to herself and says " You can't explain it. Love is a feeling which you cannot explain in words or 20 questions. You don't need anybody to tell you what is love and how it feel like, you'll just know when it hits you" she says. Taking in everything I ask. "Then why ask?" She smiles, and says "I needed to know if this boy is good for you." I laugh and she says "He's a keeper honey." I smile and give her a hug. After a while of silence I say " I think I am" she smiles and then says. "I thought you where the way you guys look at each other." She pats my cheek and says "Go to bed see you in the morning."

"Goodnight mom" I say not forgetting that's the last time I'll ever say that to her. I quickly get up and run to my room not wanting to cry in front of her.

While turning on the tap pretending to have a shower, I turn to John whose sitting on the bed. Quickly whiping the few tears that made it out. Luckly he wasn't looking. Which was weird. "What's wrong?" I ask him. He hasn't looked me in the eye all day, and that's scary cause that's what John does. "Nothing." He says eyeing his shoe. I tap him on the shoulder which he looks up too. But then back to shoe muttering "yeah?" I do it again, and say "You haven't looked me in the eye all day." Knowing that sounds werid and put out there but there wasn't any way to ask.

"Nothing." He says again. "John, tell me now, you can't lie to me."I just wish it was true" he says after awhile of silence. What's true? Then it clicks, he heard what my mother and I were talking about. "John half the things I said where true, but I don't know if what I feel is good enough for you, I don't know if its what you want me to feel right now." I say truthfully and look at the ground. He lifts my chin up and says "Its good enough. Trust me" he gives me a peck on the cheek and stands up and pulls out a pen in paper from his back pocket. "Here" he says as he hands it to me.

I quickly start to write.

Dear mom,

I love you so much you need to know that. But I love John a lot too. He loves me too. And its hard to explain but were running away. Not because of you, he likes you a lot but I want to go be free. Of everything start over I know that's what we were doing. But I want to try it with John. I love love love you. Please mom forgive me, but I need too.

Love Pierce

As tears start dropping on the page, John sits beside me and rubs my back. After awhile, of this he gets up and says I'll be in the front" he points out the window I nod. Knowing its time to leave, my mom for good. I slowly walk towards my mothers room, liking the feel of the carpet on my food. I walk through, her door and place the note on her night table. I lean over her and kiss her cheek and walk out. Praying its not for good.