Lilie's POV:

I had come to the mountain side to remember. This was where my brother had taken his life, pushed the pedal to the floor, reached a corner with no guardrail, never to be seen again. Of course when they pulled the car from the five hundred foot deep ditch they saw him, but none of his friends, his family, his loved ones, ever did again. They had him cremated. A necessity they said. Not even giving us the chance to say good bye to his face. Although, they told us there wasn't much of a face left. As I look out and over the valley where my brother's soul rests I can't say I blame him. The pain that comes with life is just to great to bear alone and when you have no one around you to notice you're sinking, you bail ship. I hadn't even talked to him in months when I got the call that he was dead. No one understands what that's like. 

"You hear me Thomas?" My voice filled the empty air and I shivered as my blood ran cold. "I'm sorry." A tear slipped down my cheek and I let it freeze against me. "I had a lot going on Thomas, I thought I'd have  a chance to talk to you later, always later." A breeze from the valley blew a cold gust of wind up at me, it curled around me like a hug and brushed the tear from my cheek. 

"I'm so so sorry Thomas" I sat on the edge, resting against the shiny new guardrail that had been put into place after the accident. "Mom cries a lot and Dad pretends you never existed. They're both hurting so much. I'm not angry with you, I was at first, but I understand. Well I don't completely understand obviously, but I think I can wrap my head around it further than anyone else could. I was considering doing it too. I wanted to die. You knew that all I ever wanted from the time I was born was to have kids, be a wife, a mother. I can't now and I don't really feel like explaining right now why. Mom keeps saying things to me, asking when I'll bring a grandchild in to brighten up the family. I don't have it in me to tell her I never will while it's still so close to when you died. Six months Thomas. I can't believe it's already been six months."

I stood up suddenly, walking the few steps forward to the very sharp edge of the cliff. It stopped so suddenly that I could rest my feet on the edge and look straight down the side. I rested my feet half on and half off the edge. The last place his tires had rested before they landed at the bottom of the valley. 

"I can't see you as one to floor it Thomas, all I can imagine is that you stopped, right here, and looked out at the unknown with tears in your eyes. They said you just gunned it, that if you had taken a second to think you never would have done it. But I can't believe that. You slowed, even stopped. You made the conscious decision to drive over the edge. You never needed a second to think, you had made the choice already. Far before you ever even got in the car."

A smile made its way onto my face,  for absolutely no reason at all. I grinned into the open air, feeling a strong breeze push against me. I leaned into it, had it not been there I would have fallen. 

"I could just," I picked one foot up and stuck it out into the air in front of me. "Step off. Just let go of everything, right here, right now. Never to be heard from again, they probably wouldn't even know what had happened for years Thomas,  not until they find the bones. Picked clean from the wolves and every other creature that surely lives down there with you. I could be free from this ever constricting life."  The wind pushed me harshly backwards and I smiled again, a bit softer this time. 

"I wouldn't Thomas. I couldn't. I have a boyfriend back home, and a best friend. I can't just leave them to never know. I love them both so much. I told him that I can't have kids and he's the first guy to react kindly. Most of them either say they want nothing to do with me or ask if that means we won't have to use protection. Boys are pigs Thomas. You probably were too, I'm sure. Speaking of, I went to see Alice the other day. She told me something I think you should know.  She's pregnant, seven months along. She had been planning to tell you the day you never came home. She said she almost got an abortion that day but decided to keep the baby. She didn't tell anyone because she's giving the baby up for adoption. She says she could never love the baby the way she thinks it should be loved. You're a father Thomas. I'm an aunt. Mom and Dad are grandparents. But then again, not really." 

I pulled myself back over the guardrail. "I'll come see you again Thomas, I swear it. But I have to get back, it's a long walk and it'll be dark soon. Rest easy big brother. I love you."

I walked away from the edge, feeling lighter than ever before. Feeling a free-ness and a smile that never left my face. I stopped in my tracks, standing in the middle of a deserted road for a moment. What if I adopted the baby? I could be a mother, make my parents happy, and never lose the small piece of my brother that still exists. It was the perfect solution. A grin broke out and I began to laugh in my euphoria. I couldn't wait to get back to Devon to talk to him, it was a big step absolutely but even if he said he wasn't ready I was still going to go for it. I never wanted anything more in my life than this baby. I slowly started walking again, so caught up in my thoughts I never heard a thing.

And then I was flying through air. And then I was lying on the ground. And then there was Wyatt. And then there was darkness.