Chapter 16

Sometimes we need someone to simply be there, not to fix anything or do anything in particular, but just to let us feel we are supported and cared about.

- Anonymous

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Kerry P.O.V

   It's been three days sense the funeral, yet there's been no change in Slades status. After the funeral ended he brought me to his place and offered me his bedroom and if I needed him he would be in the guest room, I denied the offer but he wouldn't have it... so I accepted it. Now I rarely see him, the only time I see him is when I head towards the kitchen, on the way there I pass the guest room where he sits against the wall with a bottle looking towards the bed, before I even try to comfort him he's gone in a blink of an eye. I've asked Keith if he knew where Slade goes when he's gone but he wasn't much help, he probably knew but he wouldn't tell me... he doesn't really care for me, I swear the boy has a man crush on Slade, and hates me for taking Slade away. But that isn't the point, I want to bring Slade back to the world of the living... but I can't do that unless I found him and talked to him. Slade is following the same path Lucas did when he lost his grandmother, Lucas kept to himself and wouldn't let me help him, that was why I left him, now Slade was doing the same thing and I don't think I could handle leaving him.

   I spent hours looking in every nook and cranny of the place and found no sign of him, it was at sundown when I found a sign of him, I had gone outside and could see his legs dangly off the side of the building. I looked for a way up and found a ladder off to the side of the garage door, I made my way up and once I reached the top I was met by the sit of a act of rage... Slade's "gym" was on his roof but it was now a pile of rubble, the dumbbell rack was thrown to the side, weights that looked to be 50 pounds were cracked in half... there was other equipment but I couldn't make out what they were, they didn't survive Slade's anger. It scared me how strong he was and how easily he could end a life, it didn't stop him though... it was what he grew up believing was right. I walked over to him moving around debree, when I got to him I expected him to disappear but he didn't, he just stayed there... so I took a seat next to him.

S: do you have any siblings Kerry?

   He didn't look at me... he just kept looking towards the setting sun

K<3: Slade, I don't thi-

S: I asked you if you have any siblings.. that's all.

K<3: ... No, I don't. My father had wanted to have another child. In hopes it would be a boy, but my mother couldn't give him another child, I am his only child.

S: later on after my father's death, my grandmother had told me that he never had planed on having more than one child, the Jackson curse was his reason. He believed that if only the firstborn will bear the curse, then there was no need for any other children... that changed once my mother told him she was pregnant with Travis.

   Slade grew a smile thinking back to his old life.

S: My father loved Travis... so much. He didn't care that Travis would never become a werewolf, he loved Travis because the boy was different. He took to my mother's side rather then the Jackson side.

   I wish I could've see Travis the way Slade did, but all I could see was hatred and fury.

S: I would be outside practicing for football and any sport I was in at the time, and if my father wasn't there helping me, he would be inside helping Travis with homework, yet... my father learned alot more from Travis then vise-versa.

   His smile slowly disappeared.

S: Sometimes I would beat Travis up for the way he was, or because my father would give him more attention at times. Yet Travis still believed me to be the best person in the world... and I left him alone after father's death. He grew up without me learning magic from my mother, and slowly coming to believe that my father... his father, never loved him they way he loved me. I've been thinking for the past few days... was I the person in the wrong, did I choose the right thing?

   I couldn't believe what he was saying, Travis would've killed Kieth, Lena, and I if he had decided to trust Travis.

K<3: Do you believe Travis was right? If you could go back, would you change what you did and let Travis do what he intended?

   He was silent for the longest time, there was only a little bit of sunlight left when he finally spoke up.

S: No, I wouldn't. If Travis had finished what he had started, he would've turn me into something I'm not, he would've opened up the witch side of me and changed my way of thought. I still stand by my decision those few days ago... Travis wouldn't have stoped his onslaught of death, I ended it before anyone else got hurt.

   I was relieved but I felt like crap thinking that way, this was his only brother, and he killed him to save me and the others.

K<3: Slade... I am always here for you, as is Kieth, don't forget that.

   There must be some dumb thing that does it, but whenever you speak about someone... they tend to show up, during the time Slade and I were talking... Kieth had made his way up to us.

K: Slade, I'm sorry for what you had to do... but like she said, we are always here for you.

   We looked to Slade, and he finally turned to look at us.

S: I know you are, and I appreciate it.

   I wrapped my arms around Slade and held him like that for what felt like hours, it was when he spoke up again when I let him go.

S: Kieth, Kerry... I think it's about time we go and put my grandmother to rest.

K: our, grandmother.