My Tragic Love Story

Chapter 6

'David, WATCH OUT!'

'Come on guys wake up, this isn't funny,'

'No don't leave me please,'

'Who will be my over protective brother, my annoying sibling, my best friend,'

'wake up god dammit this isn't funny,'

'Rest in peace...'

"No!"

oh its just a dream. Wait, no it isn't. There gone.

"No no no this isn't happening, I was just dreaming this can't be happening. No No NO, NO..." I started hyperventilating. I couldn't control my thoughts. Everything seemed blurry. Its been only 48 hours since it happened. I refuse to actually talk about it. Mention it. Or even think about it. Its bad enough that it haunts my dreams, I won't let it get to me.

I didn't even realize it but my mom and dad came in. My mom sat next to me and my dad stood at the door looking down at me sadly, worry clear as day in his eyes. I looked at my mom. Her cheeks looked puffy and her eyes were red, indicating that she had been crying. I didn't want her to cry. I want her to be strong. I need to be strong too. For the both of us, my brothers would've wanted it that way...

That's when I broke down into hysterics. wet tears escaped my eyes and slid down my face. They felt like acid.

My brothers. The only people wanna see right now. The only people that can cheer me up. The only people I want holding me in their arms right now. That's all I want. But apparently that's too much to ask because their gone. Not just my brothers. My best friends. My worst enemies. My over protective brother can't protect me anymore. My annoying brother can't annoy the crap out of me. But most of all, My best friend, the one that knew me better than anyone else, Can't be there for me anymore. They can't cheer me up when I'm sad anymore. We can't go surfing together anymore. We can't watch The Twilight series anymore, and laugh at how incredibly dramatic and silly the movies are. They can't tell me goodnight anymore. But most of all, I will never see them again, to hear their voices. their laughs, their smiles, their faces, their amazingly hazel eyes. Never again will I ever get to see them alive. Never again will I hear them tell me 'I love you' to me, or 'happy birthday,' or I'm so proud of you,' or 'Hey baby sis,' or anything. Nothing. Why? Because they have fallen into a deep dark sleep that they will never wake up from. And I hate it.

I kept crying on my mom's shoulder, and all though she means well, I really just wanna be alone. But I don't wanna make her sad. Me and my dad is all she has left.

"Mom, Dad, I just wanna be alone please." I told them, looking at my bed sheet. It was a 1D bed sheet with Louis Tomlinson's Face on it. He was smiling so big and wide it almost looked fake. what are you smiling about,I wondered. Than I remembered. My brothers gave me this bed sheet last year for my birthday, They knew I was obsessed with 1D, especially Louis.

My thoughts were interrupted when my mom spoke. "OK sweetie, just know we are right downstairs if you need us," she offered, and I mentally scoffed. The only one I needed were My Brothers.