"Carly?" James came in my room. I looked in my full body mirror and flattened my black dress. "Are you ready?"
"No. A piece of me is missing." I said truthfully. I started to think about the past:
*FLASH BACK*
"Carly!" Drake yelled from his room.
"Drake?" I answered more like a question.
"I can't sleep." He answered opening my door.
"What's wrong bub?" I sat up and patted my bed.
"Bad dreams, can I sleep here?" He hugged me.
"Yes."
"Carly, I love you." My baby brother cuddled up to me.
"Bubby, I'll love you forever." I kissed his and and played with his hair until he was a sleep.
*End*
James was next to me now.
"Its okay." James was rubbing my back.
"Time to go." My dad chimed in.
"Okay, hold on." I grabbed my black heels. I looked in the mirror one more time and flattened my black dress.
Then we walked to the limo in silence.
"Hi, I'm your driver, Nicholas. I'm sorry for your loss." He opened the door. First my dad got in, then James, then me.
***
"Hi, I'm Carly. I'm Drake's big sister. Drake was an amazing litte boy. He always came to me, and was always there for him. Drake had a life set for him. And then that drunken driver had to kill him, and put his best friend Charles Thomas in the hospital, which he is here today. I love you Drake, Rest in Peace!" By the time I was done, I, along with everyone, was crying.
I took my seat and my dad came up.
"Hi, I'm Drake's dad. I hardly got to hang out with him. I was too busy working. But I remember coming home every time to the happiest boy that I have ever seen." My dad started to cry. "And I'm gonna miss seeing a young boy being able to turn into a man. He is up with his mother, Annie. Rest in Peace son, your father loves you." He came and sat by me.
"I'm James." James went up. "I don't know a lot about Drake, but from the time I spent with him, even when he was a baby,he was happy. He never told anyone but me, that he wanted to be a journalist. He wanted to go all over the world and write. He wanted to write about his dads career and his sisters future career. Rest in Peace, Drake. We all love you."
He sat on the other side of me and squeezed my hand.
**
"This will be different." I walked in the house.
"Hunny-"
"Dad, please. I'm okay. I'm just going to go to my room." I cut my dad off and walked downstairs.
James P.O.V
I was looking at Drakes room when the door opened.
Carly stood there, tears streaming down her eyes.
"Can I have a minute?" She cried. I nodded and left.
As soon as the door shut I heard her scream his name.
Carly's P.O.V
"Drake!" I screamed, knowing he won't answer. I seen his dead face. Blank, peaceful, dead, and cold.
"Why Drake? Why did you have to die? You were my best friend!" I cried.
