Another Friend Another Life

The cries of an infant could be heard throughout the Smythe household.

"Mom, he's crying again." Iana whined, she wasn't annoyed; it's just that it was so loud, and it hurt her ears.

"Well then go feed him," Nai yelled back from the laundry room.

"Only you can do that." Iana complained.

"Bottles are in the fridge my dear." Nai yelled cheerfully to her daughter.

"You do that on purpose." Iana continued to whine stalking down the hall to the kitchen.

Iana got the bottle from the fridge to feed the baby and heated it up. As she left the kitchen the bottle disappeared from her hand, and was in her mothers, who was standing beside her.

"Never mind Iana, go back to what you were doing, I'll feed him." She smiled a sad smile.

"Ok mom." Iana knew that her mother loved feeding the baby, it was one of her mothers few joys.

Nai went to the baby's bedroom, to lean over the crib and look down into it.

All the sudden the crying stopped. For some reason the baby always did, and only for her.

Nai smiled at her baby, this baby was her hope.

Looking up at her was a baby boy, with jet-black hair and inquisitive, clear blue eyes.

"You hungry Ian sweetie?" Nai leaned down and picked up her second born, her first son, Ian Stormwrin Smythe.

That baby was the product of her and Ian's love, their miracle.

After Ian's death Nai had barely eaten, slept or much else for that matter.

At his funeral, when it was time to lower the casket, she'd collapsed in tears.

After a few months she'd started getting sick, she'd thought she had the stomach flu.

But at the hospital the doctor had told her that "You'd better get over your sadness, for you don't live just for yourself, but for the little one inside you as well."

When she'd found out she was pregnant with Ian's baby the sun had beamed through the clouds of her sadness and gave her new hope.

About six and a half months later she gave birth to a healthy baby boy. His father was Ian.

Iana never minded that Ian had not been born from her father but another. She'd found it kind of tragic, but she seemed to understand the situation. And as far as her little half brother went, she adored him and loved him with all her heart.

As Iana and Ian grew, neither child was given more attention than the other. Nai made sure they were equal, though their ages demanded different things.

But then even Iana had to eventually leave the house, and when Ian was finally 15, Iana was married with a job, family and husband of her own.

Ian was just now a freshman in high school. He was a good student. He was extremely popular. And ironically he went to the same school his mother and father had gone to.

One day sitting in the back of class, Ian heard his teacher introduce their new student.

"I'd like you all to meet Michelle Monett." In walked a girl with short brown hair and sparkling green eyes. Though she did not smile, he could tell she was the kind of person who loved to laugh.

"Look at the new girl." The preppy girls whispered.

"At lunch lets make her feel 'welcome.'" The all laughed at their own thoughts of cruelty.

At lunch Ian was sitting with his friends when he notice the Monett girl being picked on by the girls in his class.

He got mad, and decided to do something about it.

"Please just leave me alone." Michelle said loudly to get the girls to leave. It didn't work so she turned to leave on her own.

But Ian got there before she could leave.

"No, that's what they want." He smiled at her but his face grew stern as he looked at the group of now nervous girls.

"All of you leave her alone, or you'll be getting the wrong kind of attention from me. You got that?" He nearly yelled at them.

The pack of girls rushed off, and Ian turned to Michelle.

"I'm Ian, pleased to meet you." He smiled again at her.

"I'm Michelle, pleased to meet you to." She said rather hesitantly.

Ian stayed with her and helped her the rest of the day, considering that all freshmen in this small school had the same teachers. And by the end of the school day Ian had a new friend.

"Hey Michelle, mind if I walk you home?" Ian asked her as they left school.

"Sure I live across the bridge over there." She said pointing to the telltale bridge.

The two began their journey home.

"You know this bridge is pretty special." Ian said smiling down at her.

"Really, why?" She was curious.

"Well I don't really know much, but this is where my parents first met, and for some reason, whenever I walk across this bridge, I kind of get the feeling that I'm not alone. That there's someone here guiding me across, watching over me." He said looking at the sky, then back at her.

"It must be special then." She laughed while smiling up at him.

Ian was slightly startled as he saw something that resembled a cigarette fly over their heads and over the rail.

He ran to the railing to look, but there was nothing there, and they were the only ones on the bridge.

"What's wrong Ian?" Michelle sounded worried.

" Nothing, I just got that feeling is all." He walked back over to Michelle and put his arm over her shoulders.

Together the two walked off the bridge and into the unknown future.

Had the two looked back just then, they would have seen an image.

An image of a young couple embracing just before the wind blew the image away.

THE END.

Well there's the epilogue, I hope you liked it. And Have a nice day.