Jamie Marks Is Dead Page #2

Everybody does.

I never liked that name.

Me neither.

I won't call you that then.

Thank you, Adam.

I never thought anybody

would be able to see me.

I see you.

Gracie can too, I think.

She's just scared.

Don't be shy.

I know you wanna try it.

Try what?

Take off your clothes first.

Go ahead.

Get in.

Close your eyes.

Can you help me, Adam?

Yes.

I knew it.

I knew it would be you.

What the f***?

Isn't that...

Why are you naked?

Get the f*** outta there!

Put your f***ing pants

on, for Christ's sake.

They both knocked,

but they can't come in.

Oh, my God.

Adam?

Adam, honey, are you okay?

Why are you naked?

What happened?

Hello?

Hi.

What are you doing in there?

Why are you all wet?

I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry.

Where are your clothes?

I don't have any.

Here.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

- Really?

- Yes, really, put on...

Thank you.

Wow.

Your room's nice.

What happened?

I mean, really.

Dead?

Right?

Don't worry about me.

Who did it?

Don't ask me that,

please don't ask me that.

Why not?

Right?

I can help you.

Help them track down whoever did...

It was...

It was awful.

That's all you need to know.

Or you can help me.

How?

Give me something.

What?

A word.

Whisper it to me.

What kind of word?

It doesn't matter.

It could be anything.

Murder.

Honey, there's a call for you!

Hello?

Uh, who is it?

It's a girl.

What'd you say your name was?

Gracie Highsmith.

Come out here when you're done, okay?

Hi.

Where were you today?

Are you okay?

I... I... I'm fine.

How are you?

Don't patronize me, Adam.

Spit it out.

I said I'm fine.

You should have listened to me.

What are you talking about?

Look, if you are freaked out

about what happened, I understand.

What happened?

Everyone knows, Adam.

Everyone knows what you

did down at the river.

What about a green bean

casserole with those crispy...

That sounds good.

Who's Gracie?

You think they would like that?

- Huh?

- Do you have any food allergies?

Where the f*** is he?

Watch your language.

- F*** you.

- Adam!

How could you?

Did you f*** Gracie Highsmith?

F*** you, Aaron!

What?

I'm just saying she's

kinda... I hate you!

Get the f*** off.

Hey, hey, knock it off!

Knock it off!

He started it!

I don't care.

How could you tell everybody?

Aaron, what are you doing?

You're my brother.

Yeah?

Well, I wish I wasn't.

Adam, baby, you okay?

I'm f***ing fine, how are you?

What are you doing?

Sorry, I was just trying them on.

Sorry... I'm sorry.

Don't draw this sh*t all over my floor

and make me clean it up.

Stop getting undressed.

It's fine, Jesus.

What's wrong, Adam?

Nothing's wrong.

What happened to your face?

Oh, my God.

What's wrong with your face?

You're funny.

Yeah, well, you look ridiculous.

Where were you?

I was in there.

In that closet?

Yes.

I like it in there.

And... it's...

More than a closet if

you know how to use it.

What are you talking about?

Uh... I guess I can show you.

Yeah.

Come on.

In my closet?

Yeah.

You ready?

Mm-hmm.

Close your eyes.

There's nothing worth to see.

But whatever you do,

don't let go.

Where are we?

I really don't feel so good, Jamie.

I don't understand.

You don't have to understand.

Stick with me, Adam...

And I can show you

what you need to know.

Yeah, mom, I heard you!

Shh, shh, shh.

Let's go.

We should get out of here.

Time to go.

Come on, Adam, let's go.

Why did you do it, Adam?

I don't know.

That's such a cop-out.

Well, what do you want me to say?

It's kinda...

Hard to explain.

What do you care, anyways?

- Why are you mad at me?

- I'm not.

I just...

I'm not, I'm not.

Jamie showed up.

In my closet.

- What?

- I know.

He seems nice enough.

You have to stay away from him, Adam.

Do you hear me?

What if I could help him?

Catch whoever killed him?

You know, what happened

to Jamie, it was awful,

and it was tragic, and

it was everything else

that everyone says it is.

But we have a choice,

and all of us have a choice,

and I made mine.

What did you choose?

Not to see him.

Life.

What did he say to you?

Don't be crazy, Adam.

I didn't talk to him.

Well...

Maybe you should've.

Adam McCormick.

Why were you beating off

on Mooney Marks' grave?

That's what I heard.

Uh-uh-uh,

not so fast.

- Hey.

- What?

Your running coach called and said

you've been skipping practice.

Is that true?

Huh?

I tried to explain everything

that's been going on, but...

Yeah, tell everyone, why don't you.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

We're worried about you.

I'm fine, you're the one

who let the Paralyzer...

Stop calling her that.

I'm worried about you.

Well, we're fine. Shh, shh, shh.

I myself learned that

people really do care.

You are truly missed,

and I only wish that I could've learned

my self-worth without your tragedy.

What bullshit.

You know her?

Thank you for giving

me the hope to live.

While the tragic death

has not officially

been ruled a homicide, police...

Aaron!

Will you check the fuse?

That poor boy's mother.

You don't know anything.

Look, Adam, I know

that you don't like me

for reasons that your mother

has decided to forgive me,

but you do need to

respect our friendship.

Yeah.

Don't worry about it, Linda.

He's just going through puberty.

Pubic hair can be really disturbing...

Stop f***ing talking

about me like I'm not here.

Watch your language, you little sh*t.

Okay, both of you.

Mom...

un-f***ing-believable.

Listen, I am your mother,

and I love you very much.

And whatever it is that

you're going through,

you can tell me... we can talk about it.

I am not going through anything.

You can tell me, anything.

We can get through it.

We're here for you, Adam.

I just don't understand.

What's wrong, Adam?

I think I need to get out of here.

Where would you go?

Anywhere.

Can I come with you?

Sure...

If we had a place to go.

I might know a place.

Get in here.

They didn't see you, did they?

Hi.

Could you tell me everything you know

about Francis Wilkinson?

You mean "f*** you" Francis?

I know what everyone knows.

Are you okay, Adam?

Is that really why you're here,

to talk about "f*** you" Francis?

Okay.

She lived on a little farm

on the hill over by south bend road.

And her parents did awful things to her,

at least that's the story.

And then, one day, she had enough.

And you're supposed to be able to...

Go down to a little

cemetery by the field,

and you can call her up.

And apparently, she's real ornery.

I don't know.

You really have never heard that story?

Adam.

Does that hurt?

Wait, wait...

What are we doing?

Usual sex.

You have a condom?

Like, with me?

Uh, yeah.

Aw...

Well, then we'll have to keep things

strictly no penetration.

Um...

Okay.

You have a pretty penis, Adam.

Thanks.

Your... breasts look creamy.

Creamy?

Yeah.

Like white chocolate.

Wait... Gracie, wait, stop.

What's wrong?

Nothing, nothing, I just...

- Did you ejaculate?

- No!

No.

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