I breathed in, left behind. Again, I'll just have to find another way out. I can't help but smile to myself, remembering what dad said. 'Keep running even if you lag behind, you get abandoned? Just keep going your own way. You got this warfare' I looked up with my sparkling e/c orbs and Dad and ask 'What if Jay finds me?' He laughed, 'He'll always find you, even if he gets bitten, he'll find a way to go to you before letting go, he loved you. You were his little brother.' I smiled knowing big bro always knew what was right, even if he was the broken one. Even if he ends up with another 'allergic reaction' (Jay's way of saying he is crying or breaking down/ having a melt down) to his feelings. To bad he's probably dead. I'll just have to find my way alone.