Chapter Ten: Can't handle it anymore (Part 2)

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Life with the Sullivan Brothers

Authors note: Hey guys I hope that you all liked the previous chapter and I would really appreciate it if those of you who read it would please vote.  Just to make sure that there is no more confusion from anybody this chapter is the continuation of the previous chapter. Chapter Nine and this chapter are both in Josie’s P.O.V. They are both explaining the incident which leads to the incident which occurs in chapter eight where you see Drake taking off with an unconscious Josie. This chapter also leads into the ending of Chapter Eight so, I hope that you guys/ girls and other things. : P can read and enjoy. If there are any other questions feel free to PM. This is another chapter which is dedicated to my best friend in the entire world. Hendersen Luv you to the moon and back. You are the person who has supported me the most with my writing and I really appreciate it. You were always willing to read my stuff and also you were always there for my normal wacky, weird and abnormal moments. I would take a bullet for you bro. BFF 4 lyf. xoxoxo

Chapter ten: Can’t handle it anymore. (Part 2)

Josie’s P.O.V

My world began to spin as once again I awakened to the reality that Brendon was gone and he would never be returning. I also had to face the reality that Brendon’s favourite shirt and my security blanket for the last twelve months has now be reduced to nothing but, a pile of rags.  Yet again I had been thrown another lightning strike from the big man upstairs. Did he not think that I had gone through enough? I can’t take anymore. The whole within my heart increases every waking moment that I away from the one person who truly understood me. Ten months almost one year.

If the one you loved was gone what would you do? Hide behind the fake smile I use all too well? Act like nothing is wrong when you really want to scream, shout and end it all. If you lost the one you love the most what would you do?  I couldn’t cry at his funeral, I could only stare and watched as he was lowered six feet below. The day his college application came I didn’t cry again but, when the letters from his girlfriend Tammy began, I cried. Because I knew that she was right. Everything that she had always said about me and thought about me was correct. My bond with my brother is the reason he is dead. If he wasn’t close to me he would still be alive.

The Sullivan’s brought me home yesterday. My home coming was very frustrating. Every pointy object or anything which could be used as a weapon had been removed from my bedroom and they had even installed cameras in my room and bathroom. My privacy had been completely removed, like the bedroom door which they believed must be taken away as a precaution. What the heck would I do with a door, splinter myself to death? Head butt the door and obtain a concussion.

Mr and Mrs Hamilton left some time ago to go shopping however, the boys had stayed home to do homework but, I know that they are really staying so, that they can keep an eye on me whilst his parents are gone. I had been staring out at the dark, alluring forest which was simply screaming out Danger! Danger! Whilst I was brooding at the forest, I was unaware that Beau had even entered my room and that he was sitting on my bed staring at me.

In his hand was a letter. I instantly recognised the writing on the letter. I snatched it from his hands and demanded that he leave the room so, that I could be alone. Once I knew that the cost was clear I ripped the blue letter open hesitantly and began to read.

Dear Jocelyn,

I have lost the will to be share pleasantries with you. At one stage you were my best friend and my sister but, the moment his blood hit the concrete you became nothing but, a bitch to me. You are the reason my boyfriend is no longer alive, you are the reason your brother is no longer alive. You killed him, you’re a murderer. You deserve to die and I am more than happy to make you suffer for the pain you have caused me. You will regret everything you did that night. I’m going to sentence you to hell you fucking bitch.  See you soon. P.S. Your friends can’t save you from me. –Tammy

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