My brother comes first!

The prayer.

Tanner's POV:
The pain was excruciating, but I have to stay strong for Kathleen. I can see the terror, sadness...worry in her eyes.
She looks like she can fall apart any second...as for me...that's how I feel.
I can't keep any this down, my body feels weak, my head always hurts, I'm just about empty...I can't take it any more.
I know I'm dying...I'm not stupid. I know I don't have long...no doubt about it. This is just so unfair!!!!

Meg's POV:
My Kathleen is falling apart on the inside and out. She may not notice it but the purple bags under her eyes are recognizable a mile away against her pale skin that could match a stick of chalk. Her hair is loosing its colour and her body is slowly disintegrating. Her eyes are always red and her lips are no longer pink and plump.
And my little buddy Tanner. My god. He's dying right before our eyes..and there is nothing we can do about it.

Kathleen's POV:
The guys called again...they are coming over.
The bell rings through the house and I struggle to get up. I carry myself over to the door and swing it open with the fairest smile ever. Their faces instantly fall as they see me.
"Oh my go...(gco)" Cameron started, his jaw dropping and his eyes widening
"Are you..." Aaron starts but stops instantly.
"Come here" Jack.G shakes his head and wraps his arms around me.
I breathed in his scent as he securely wrapped his arms around my neck. I twisted my arms around his waist and nuzzled my head into his neck.
"Do I look that bad?" I giggle awkwardly and look up at him.
"no...you look beautiful" Jack.G smiles.
"As always" Nash smiles back at me.
I let go of Jack and lead the guys inside. I notice them looking around at the place. I don't blame them, last time they were here the room was filled with light, music was playing, some thing was always cooking, tanner, mamma and I were always running around the house doing some thing. Always full of spirit.
Now blankets cover the windows so light doesn't stream in, the smell of cinnamon and vanilla was now placed with pills and ginger ale, the music and sounds were no longer playing and the fun spirit was replaced with depression and sadness.

I walk into the kitchen as we all sit down. The guys heads pop up as they hear faint crying and puking from separate places.
"I should go check on my mom and brother" I sigh and get up.
"You go check your mom...I'll go check your brother" Nash smiles apologetically. I hesitantly nod and walk towards the living room.

Nash's POV:
I make my way down the hall towards Tanner's room and slowly open the door.
"Hey bud" I smile and his head slowly shoots towards me.
"Hey Nash" he smiles. I tiptoe towards his desk chair, roll it so its facing him and takes seat.
"How are you doing?" I sigh and looking up at him. He stares down at his hands as he fiddles with his fingers.
"Just dying is all" he mutters and I see a tear slowly slip down his face.
"Hey, don't talk like that" I shake my head at him.
"Nash...every one knows it's true, it's gonna happen...we just don't know when" he snaps looking so empty inside.
"Then make the best of it" I declare

Kathleen's POV:
I made my way into the hall way as tears fell down my face. I stopped in the middle of the hall and closed my hands into tight fists. I let out a loud sigh and thrashed and kicked and punched against both sides of the walls. The heat rising towards my face. Every punch and kick made me feel weaker every time. So what?! I let out several loud grunts, screams and gasps. I slowed my pace at kicking and punching then I felt the presence of an audience.
I pressed my backs against the wall and flopped down. I looked up to see all the guys standing at the end of the hall watching me.
"The show is over" I cry and shove my face into my hands.
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(Midnight)
I sipped the last drops of my water as I sat at the kitchen island.
The guys were all asleep as well as my brother and mamma. Meg is staying the night because she doesn't want to leave me alone even though I have the guys. As for me...broken, sad and can't sleep. I set my cup in the sink and open the front door. The warm breeze brushed against my face as the stars lit up the sky and my surroundings. I closed the door taking a step onto the cobble stone path and looking around me at the blackness. Step after step my legs became shaky.

I dropped onto my knees and looked up at the sky.
"In the name of the father, son and the Holy Spirit" I say breathing heavily and motioning my hands into a cross.
"Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil" I say min my regular weak, shaky tone.
"Dear god...why? What did he ever do to you?" I ask as a tear falls down my cheek and I raise my voice.
"It's not fair...ITS NOT FAIR" I scream standing to my feet slowly.
"HE DOESNT DESERVE THIS....NO ONE DOES" the screams left my mouth as if the volume just continued to rise. Tears falling down my face every second.
"WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO THE BEST PEOPLE?".....
"WHY?".....
"Please?...." I sob running a hand through my hair and coming down to a whisper.
"Please?" I repeated shaking my head and dropping to my knees once again as the tears slip down onto my legs.

I fell a pair of arms wrap around me and I rest my head against their chest.
"Yelling at him isn't gonna make this any better" Meg cried. I shook my head and hung my head low letting the tears fall.
"Why?" I wimped.
"I don't know why bad things happen...but things will get better...I promise" she cried just as hard as me and hugged onto my tightly.
"Every day...his body gets weaker, there is barely any thing left in his body...but he is the strongest one here..he pretends like he's okay when he's not" I sob into her shoulder. Meg rubbed her hand over my back in comforting circles. As much as I wanted to stop I couldn't. All the tears, emotions, thought that were bottled up inside me finally spilled out.