*Song Angel is singing in this chapter is from Five Finger Death Punch; Remember Everything. I own nothing in this chapter but Angel and Sarah-this is not the Sarah that everyone is use to.*

"Oh, dear mother, I love you.
I'm sorry, I wasn't good enough.
Dear father, forgive me.
'Cause in your eyes, I just never added up.
In my hear I know I failed you, but you left me here alone

If I could hold back the rain, would you numb the pain?
'Cause I remember everything.
If I could help you forget, would you take my regrets?
'Cause I remember everything.

Oh, dear brother, just don't hate me.
For never standing by you or being by your side.
Dear sister, please don't blame me.
I only did what I thought was truly right.
It's a long and lonely road, when you know you walk alone."

Angel sat on her bed playing on her black, red tint guitar she had recived from her Aunt on her eight birthday. Sitting in her room, on her bed, playing and singing songs always made her feel better when she was feeling down. It also help for the nights she couldn't sleep either, or when she couldn't control her emotions. Today was just one of those days were she felt like she needed to be in her room away from everyone else who lived in her household. She truley loved them, but after looking at those papers about her life...she just didn't know how to act around them now. Well, not at this moment at least.

The young girl kept playing her guitar while singing, just to past the time. Peggie had always complimented on the young girl's talent at guitar. She, and Angel both, always wondered where this interest in being an guitarist came from.

Angel kept playing when what sounded like a peck at her window was heard. Turning around to look over her shoulder, she notice a black crow perched on the branch outside her window. She placed her guitar down and got off of her bed walking over to her window. "What do we have here?" She asked, unlocking her window and pushing it up to open it.

The crow sat down on branch, staring straight at Angel. The way the young pre-teen looked at it, it was as if the bird was looking right into her soul. "Um, what are you doing here?"

Of course, Ange, talk it like it's gonna talk back.

"Um," Angel said looking for something so the crow could snack on. "I'm not sure if I got anything for you to snack on, hun. Oh, hey, crackers."

Angel picked up some salt crackers, looking back out the window to see the crow had flown off. "Um, bye?"

"Who are you talking, too?" Peggie asked suddendly, causing her daughter to jump and bang her head on the window. She laughed a bit at her daughter. "I'm sorry baby."

"It's fine, Momma." Angel said.

She was fine, but she knew there was going to have a knot on the back of her head in the morning.

"Well, if you're done throwing crackers out of the window...your friend Sarah is downstairs."

"Ohkay...can you send her up here?"

"Haha. Okay."

Peggie walked out of her daughter's room laughing. Blowing out air, Angel turned around to close her window when she noticed the crow was back once again. With wide eyes, she leaned back out of the window. "Where did you run off to, buddy?"

Yeah...like the bird is going to talk to you. You have finally lost it...or you gotta get out more.

"Who are you talking, too, Ange?"

Once again, with Sarah's voice coming out of no where...Angel banged her head on the window. Sarah tried her best to hide a laugh when Angel brought her head back into her room. Closing her window, she tried to her friend. "Hey, Sarah."

"Did I come at a wrong time?" Sarah asked.

"Not really. Just feeding some bird."

"Ah. Ohkay."

"Don't ask."

"I wasn't really plaining to ask, but now that you mentioned it-"

"Sarah!"

"What? I'm joking."

"What are you doing here anyways?"

"What? A friend can't come over and pay a visit?"

"Yeah," Angel said going back and sitting on her bed picking up her guitar. "But when you come over, something bad is going to happen. I always get brought home in a police car or something."

"Come on," Sarah said sitting on Angel's bed with her best friend. "That was when my mom was like the wrost mom in history of wrost moms."

"And has that changed?"

"My mom?"

"No the pope."

"What does the pope gotta do with anything?"

Angel slapped her own hand on her face, not in the mood to deal with her friend at the moment. She just held her hand up, giving Sarah the five minute thing as she began playing on her guitar once again.

"Come up with a new song?"

"Yeah. You can say that."

"Can I hear?"

"I'm not sure..."

"Come on...why not?"

"I don't know...I just don't like singing in front of people."

"Well...I'm not people. I'm your best friend Sarah."

Angel sighed and agreed to start playing her song for her friend. She started with the same beat, and began singing along once more.

"Oh, dear mother, I love you.
I'm sorry, I wasn't good enough.
Dear father, forgive me.
'Cause in your eyes, I just never added up.
In my hear I know I failed you, but you left me here alone

If I could hold back the rain, would you numb the pain?
'Cause I remember everything.
If I could help you forget, would you take my regrets?
'Cause I remember everything.

Oh, dear brother, just don't hate me.
For never standing by you or being by your side.
Dear sister, please don't blame me.
I only did what I thought was truly right.
It's a long and lonely road, when you know you walk alone.

If I could hold back the rain, would you numb the pain?
'Cause I remember everything.
If I could help you forget, would you take my regrets?
'Cause I remember everything.

I feel like running away I'm still so far from home You say that I'll never change But what the fuck do you know?
I'll burn it all to the ground before I let you in Please forgive me, I can't forgive you now.
I remember everything.

If I could hold back the rain, would you numb the pain?
'Cause I remember everything.
If I could help you forget, would you take my regrets?
'Cause i remember everything.

It all went by so fast;
I still can't change the past I always will remember everything If we could start again,
would that have changed the end?
We remember everything, everything."

Angel finally placed her gutiar on her bed, looking down on the floor as her mind started to wonder. She didn't even hear her friend talking to her.

It was as if a flash back came to her; a memory you could say.

A women not even out of her teens with what seemed liked dyed red hair, carmel complextion-maybe seventeen or eighteen-sitting on a brown, carpted floor holding a small infiant about one or so in her lap. Sitting on the couch was a dark skinned man probably almost twenty, with no shirt on but with baggy pants holding a green tinted guitar in his lap as a beautiful young women with long brown hair sat beside him. "Shelly, how do you find a catch like my brother?" the young women asked.

"You just work at the same club he performs at, Rebecca." The women named Shelly said giggling.

"Really funny, babe." The man said, smiling.

"Liven up, Eric." Rebecca said, playing with the small baby's hands.

The young infiant laughed as it's mother(Angel guessed at that) moved their hands as to playing with them. The young man named Eric looked at his gutiar then to the little baby. "Kiddo, you're bout to see how Uncle Eric made it in his life."

"Oh, God," Rebecca and Shelly said together.

"Not 'It can't rain all the time' again." Rebecca said rolling her eyes, getting up with her baby.

"What? It's a great song."

"Baby...it is but you use it a little too much." Shelly told Eric.

"You're all just jealous cause I can play this thing and you can't."

"I'll laugh one day when your niece can play better than you can." Rebecca said laughing.

"When that day comes, I'll be laughing myself sick." Eric said smiling at his sister.

"Okay then. Get ready because thy shall be getting sick my dear older brother."

"Yeah, right."

"This I am going to have to see for myself." Shelly said to herself, taking the small baby from her mother as Rebecca and Eric had their silly little fighting.

"Your mother and Uncle are about the silliest people I've ever met." Shelly started talking with the young baby in her arms. "You have no idea how much you've got it good here with them babygirl...and I guess you got me now. I just want you to know, even though you might not understand yet, your mother, your Uncle and I will always be here for you. Whenever you need us...at anytime. I want you to remember that, okay?"

Before Angle came back, she saw the young child smile at the Shelly women. She also couldn't help notice, the mark under the little baby's eye. It was just like the mark she had under her eye.

"Erica Angel!" Sarah yelled, smacking her with a pillow.

"What? Ow." Angel said rubbing the back of her head. "It's bad enough I banged my head on the damn window...I don't need a knot from getting hit in the back of the head by a stupid pillow."

"Sorry...you wouldn't answer me...what were you-hey! A crow!" Sarah said getting up and running towards the window. "Their so beautiful, aren't they?"

"Yeah. Beautiful..." Angel said, looking out the window from her bed.

She watch the crow sit there for a few minutes, staring into her eyes before flying off. Somewhere deep down inside of her...she knew that crow had something to do with that flashback she had just had...or memory...whatever it was. Angle thought this to herself as the crow was flying off:

Ohkay, pal. You've barked up the wrong tree. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this...just you wait.

And find out, she was going to do. She turned her head towards her computer desk; she hid the information papers in her desk drawer...waiting for the perfect moment to finally start her searching.

Right at the moment, it was a great time to start doing some rearching of her very own.

Well, she thought to herself, let us all hope I know what the hell I'm doing, too.