A few days went by, I started to avoid the Cullen´s at school. I couldn´t let them find out what was going on. My dad would literally kill me if I told someone.

Dad hadn´t brought his friends over for a week now. So, for once I got all the sleep I needed several nights in a row. But my luck, it was about to run out. When I came home, Wednesday afternoon, I could see one of dad´s friends, William Ralston, through the kitchen window.

" Oh, crap." I thought. "There is a game between Chicago and Miami today, and between Florida and New Jersey later, and another one tonight. I tried to remember which ones, yes. Chicago and Washington… why didn´t I remember that?" I stepped through the door, and sighed. Three games in one night, this was going to be interesting. Or maybe not.

"Hello!" I shouted when I pulled my shoes of and threw my backpack on the floor in the hallway.

"Hi Jamie." I could hear Will´s dark voice, as I walked into the kitchen.

"Suppose I better go check on mum, " I mumbled, and turned around. Just to see that mum stood right behind me.

"Hi… mum. What are you doing up?" I asked. She didn´t answer me, her eyes were just staring right into the air, as always. Then she turned around, and walked into the bathroom.

I sighed, for one second, one single second every time mum came up, I thought that she was better. That maybe, this would be the end of her, just lying in bed, doing nothing. But every time… I was wrong. Every single time.

I saw mum come out of the bathroom, and walking upstairs again. I sighed, and looked down on my feet.
"Jamie." I could hear dad´s voice and I turned around again.

"Yes dad."

"Could you cook us some dinner?"

"Have I got a choice," I thought, when I pulled out some raw steaks from the fridge. A few more of dad´s friends arrived during the next five minutes, and they placed themselves in the sofas in the living room, to watch the first game. I sighed, again, and when I heard them turn the volume on the TV up, I started humming on a song.

"her name is Rio and she dances on the set. Du du du du…"

"BE QUIET" I could hear dad screaming from the living room. I sighed again. And kept on preparing the steaks for them.

The next day

I limped up on the stairs to the big door at school, inside, and through the corridor. Chicago had one game, the first, then Florida won, and I thought that maybe, if Chicago just one the next, I could get some sleep in the night. They lost, with like, twenty points. My dad was furious, and when his friends had gone, as usual, he took out his anger on me. When he pushed me into a wall, head first, I tried to regain balance to ease the hit, and I had felt my ankle crack when I stepped on it wrong. Luckily, my dad was done then, and I had spend a while to check my foot, to find out, it was probably just a bad sprain.

"JAMIE, OVER HERE." I could hear Alice shout through the corridor, and I could see her waving in the other side of the hall. I pulled up my schedule from my pocket, and checked it.

"Damn," I thought. "It´s forty five minutes til my first lesson starts. No excuse not to talk to her. "I put the schedule in my pocket, sighed and walked towards her, the rest of the Cullen´s stood next to her. Well, except from Esme and Carlisle of course.

"Hello." I said to them, and sat down on a bench.

"Hi Jame." Came from Emmett, I looked at him.

"Jame?"

"Sounded good?"

I shrugged.

"You can call me that if you want to. I don´t care."
"Jame it is then!"

"You´re ok Jamie?" Alice asked and sat down next to me on the bench. "You seem a bit down, and why are you limping?"

"Just a sprain," I said. "and I´m fine."

"You don´t look fine."

"I said I´m fine."
"I would never be fine again if someone of my sisters or brothers died." Came from Jasper and stiffened.

"How… when?" I stuttered.

"Carlisle checked your files, he´s not allowed to tell us much, but he told us you had a brother."

"I don´t wanna talk about that. You… you have nothing to do with that." I stood up, and walked away from them again. I felt like crying, but I didn´t, I wouldn´t let anyone see me being weak. Not showing anyone… not showing anyone. In the middle of my thoughts I bumped into the big, football- guy Leon Taylor.

"What ya´ doing you brat?" He hissed.

"So… sorry, I didn´t see where I was going AAH" I screamed when he pushed me to the floor.

Emmett´s pov

I was still thinking about Jamie, when I could hear her screaming on the other side of the hall.