Alex POV
I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t really know how I was feeling. I mean yes I was sad that my brother had died. Yes I hated Mark for killing him. People kept asking me to tell them how I was feeling and telling me I should talk about it. I didn’t want to talk to anyone about it. After everybody left I went straight back up to my room. I stayed there all night. I didn’t want to go to school in the morning. I just wanted to stay in my room. I knew people would want to talk at school. I didn’t want to talk to anyone. All they would say is that they were sorry about Tom. I didn’t want to hear it. No one really cared about me or Tom they were just pretending. They didn’t care not really. I didn’t want their sympathy. Eventually I went back to school. I was miserable without Tom. I was miserable in school everything reminded me about Tom. Half-way through the day I just ran out. I couldn’t handle it. It all reminded me of Tom. I didn’t know where I was going. I just kept running. I stopped and sat down in the middle of a field. I stayed there I enjoyed watching the sun set over Brookside and the moon and stars coming up. It was beautiful. I didn’t believe in god but I did believe in heaven. I guessed that Tom must be up there somewhere he was a good person. I believed that he had become an angel maybe even my guardian angel. As I was drifting off to sleep my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID. It was my mum. I answered it.
“Hi mum”
“Alexander where are you?” she was upset and I knew I was in trouble because she used my full name.
“In a felid” I replied bluntly
“Alexander you know that isn’t what I meant. Now tell me where exactly you are?” She had calmed down now. “Alex please tells me where you are. I don’t want anything to happen to you I have already lost Tom. I don’t want to lose you as well, please come home” I thought for a bit then decided to tell her.
“Mum you can pick me up from Brookside Manor Farm. I will be waiting for you there” Soon my mum picked me up and drove me home. When I got in both my parents tried to talk to me. I didn’t want to talk to them. I went straight to my room and text Jack.
Jack can you come over. I really need to talk to you. Please.
He replied instantly.
Yeah sure Lex. I am on my way over now.
I heard a knock at the door although I knew it was Jack there was a thought in the back of my head what if it is Tom. I raced down the stairs and answered it.
“Hey Jack” I allowed him in. He followed me to my room. I closed my door that was when I broke down and started sobbing.
“J, J, Jack” I sobbed
“Shh it will be okay Lex” he soothed
“No it won’t!” I yelled “Every time there is a knock at the door or the phone rings. I still think. I still have the thought in the back of my head. That it might be Tom and I always feel disappointed when it’s not Tom. Even though I know it’s not him”
“It’s fine Lexy. I know how you feel. I felt the same when my dad died. I thought that maybe he would walk through the door or ring the phone. It is normal to feel like that”
“Oh Okay” I snivelled.