Jace:
I wake to my alarm blaring, and I feel a huge sense of sadness when I reach beside me and find nothing but the bitter cold emptiness that reminds me that I am here alone. I note that it feels unbelievably weird to be back home without Scarlet. It doesn't feel the same, I feel cold and alone which never used to bother me until Scarlet and I became more than a thought and turned into my reality. I hate not having her here in bed next to me feeling her warmth and knowing that she is here with me where I can protect her.
After about 5 minutes of sitting in my cold empty bed lost in my thoughts and feelings missing my girl, I hear Castiel in my head. 'Remember brother your dream is important. Camerone is the chosen one for father's plan. Your dream is the best and only attempt I have to show you, his plan. Camerone will need your help, Angel.' When Cas finishes speaking to my mind a small scene plays before my eyes, a tombstone with Camerone's name. Scarlet is dressed in black and crying. My heart drops straight to my ass and I feel sick. He plans to take Cam from her but for what purpose.
I get up and prepare for work as if I am on autopilot, I can't get the image out of my mind of Scarlet dressed in black crying at Camerone's grave. I get in my truck and head to work not sure how I will be able to focus on any one task.
Camerone:
As I am working, I can't help but to think of the agony written all over Jace's face as he kissed Scarlet and left for home. Then I feel the pain and sadness for my baby sister as she has to keep living the heartbreaking moment when she realizes that Jace isn't her with her, seeing her heart shatter again and again.
Then of course on top of it all there is the information Stella gave me today. How is this going to affect her when we come together to tell her what we now know. I can't stand seeing her hurt to start but this feels like something to cause her to shatter and to push everyone out again including myself. She has only ever once done this and that happened directly fallowing our parents' accident. She essentially locked herself in the garage for weeks she went to maybe twice out of the entire two weeks as far as I could tell she didn't eat anything and as much as I wished she would let me in she wouldn't even speak to me or even her friends. From the very few times I had seen her I could tell that she wasn't sleeping, she had the darkest circles under her eyes that I think I have ever seen. She lost so much weight I cried in fear of how unhealthy she was becoming. I remember when she finally went to school for the second time in two weeks, I stayed home I changed the locks on the garage and locked it.
I felt so hopeless and now I am going to make her let me in, she is all I have, and I cannot lose her this way. I am truly afraid of what is going to happen to her if she keeps going down this path. When she got home, I almost cried at how skinny she has gotten, I can't keep seeing her get so much smaller. When she had gotten home from school and walked in the door I could have cried, the clothes that used to fit her tight, now hang loose on her small frame. I have never seen her look like this she used to take such pride in her looks. She drops her backpack at the front door and walks straight for the garage not even looking at me or even acknowledging that I am right here, this hurt me deeply, but I remind myself that this is how she is coping with our tragic loss. I see tears rolling down her cheeks when she realized she couldn't open the door.
"Scar Bear...please come sit with me and talk. If you can't find your voice, I understand that and I will respect that but please at least try to listen and consider everything that I say." For the first time in days, she looks at me with an empty look that chills me to my very soul. Seeing this look I can see and feel the full extent of her pain and sadness, not even just that but I can see how deeply that it runs in her.
"Scar I know what we are going through is beyond painful and it is not easy to deal with. I struggle every day to breath, and I am sure that you fully understand that. Getting out of bed is one of the biggest challenges I face every day, I know that I have to do it though because I am being strong for us. You are my baby sister, and I am trying to be strong for you. Scar Bear you are the only family that I have left, you really are all I have, and I am all you have. You are not alone in this, and I would never leave you alone to deal with this. That being said Scar please don't try to handle this on your own, I am here, and I am struggling through this as well, there is no one out there that could possibly understand exactly what you are going through then me. I need your help to get through this too sissy and I want more than anything for us to get through this together. You have lost so much weight that it is breaking my heart. I have never seen such big bruises under anyone's eyes and that tells me just how much you're struggling, and I feel like a failure because I feel like I have let this happen to you. Please Scar let me be there for you, let me take care of you and help you through this. We are stronger together then we are alone. I love you Scar, and I honestly miss you."
Before she looked at me, I hear a sob rip through her chest, and I feel my heart shatter. When she finally looked at me, I seen the tears falling down her face and it broke me, I began to cry seeing the pain escape her so violently. I get up and wrap my arms around my fragile sister and we cry together finally letting all of our pain out. "Bubba, I don't know how to handle this I feel so alone and sad. I miss mom and dad, why did this happen to us? Why do we have to go through this? It's not fair, mom is never going to be able to help me prepare for homecoming or prom, they won't be there when either of us graduate. Dad won't be there to walk me down the aisle on my big day if it ever comes. How are you holding it together so well?"
"Well Scar Bear I am barely holding myself together, I don't do it too good. As soon as I am alone, I come unraveled, I cry myself to sleep, and I wake up from nightmares every single night. I worry about you more than anything, you don't come out of the garage, and you haven't been eating and you haven't been going to school. I need you to start eating again sis and I need you to go to school consistently, I know it is hard to, but mom and dad would want us to keep living our best life and that includes keeping a normal routine and for us to stay close together and not isolating ourselves." She nods her head in agreement and I know that things will get better.
"Ok bubba I will do my best. I know that you are right about mom and dad wanting us to continue as if they were still here. I am sorry that I have blocked you out I just don't know what I am doing anymore." She holds out her pinky to me and we interlink our pinkies as we used to do as children in a secret promise to each other that we will do better together always.