“No,” I sat at the dinner table along with my brother, mom, and dad. “I just don’t understand why you can’t give it a try.” My mom sat next to my older brother, Henry, picking at her overcooked chicken, while prying at me, wondering why I wouldn’t go along with some investment scam. “Because it’s a scheme to exploit the grieving.” “They’re helping. Maybe you’ll find someone who wants to be your friend.” “Who wants to be friends with a killer?” “I didn’t kill her, Henry!“ “You started that fire on purpose!” “Both of you calm down,” my mother looked at my dad in a looking of longing for stability. The one thing all of us want other than getting Rachel back was stability. A sense of everything would be fine at one point. With a sigh I gave up on the idea that my mom would ever understand what I want or if I was fine, “I’m gonna get more water.” “Your glass is half full,” Henry pointed out in an annoyed tone. I took a moment to look around the dining room until stepping towards a fake plant near the door to the kitchen. “I’m gonna get more water,” I said with a grin. I miss her, she was the only thing keeping me sane in a house full of lunatics. None of them knew what it was like, being hated and ridiculed. I visit her everyday in the hospital but I can’t get forgiveness from any of them, not even Rachel, my own sister. Henry’s right though, I did start it on purpose. But it wasn’t supposed to hurt her, just scare her. She had it coming anyway. I saw her flirting with Will, she knows he’s mine, plus, she has Justin, a cheater deserves to be punished. Maybe I should go. No one understands why I really did it any way. I don’t want to be some teenager rotting in prison instead of living my life like any teen should be.