'Please stay with me' - A Brooklyn Beckham fanfiction

Short chapter

* Your brother's POV *

Okayy. I just  have to assimilate this letter. I have to admit that it's pretty cute and heartbreaking. But I'm still so fucking angry ughh. Who knows he really means it and that he was the one who has written this letter? Maybe his mother or this Chloe bitch helped  him. I just...can't believe it because no boy is able to write a lovely and long letter like this! Plus this text isn't an excuse for Brooklyn's behavior. "Y/b/n?" my sister interrupts my thoughts. Shit, I don't want her to see the letter. Maybe I'll show it her later but it'll just confuse her right now. I decide to hide it so I run in my room and put it in the drawer of my nightstand, then I enter y/n's room. My sister is sitting on her queen sized bed and she looks so confused but excited. "What did he say?" she asks. I scratch my neck and stutter: "Uhhm, just the usual things...He loves you and he is so sorry...you know, stuff like  this."  "Okay, like  I've expected. Ughh, I don't know what to do because I love him too and I miss him so fucking much and idk my life sucks atm"  she starts to cry again and it makes me so sad. I comfort her and hhug her. "Shh, it's all good. Baby, you'll find a better boy who loves you and who won't be mean to you like this fuckboy!"  "But I don't want another boy, I want my Brookie. He's my everything and and I want him to act like a great daddy."  Fuck, should I show her the letter? "I'm so tired, I think I should get some sleep..." Nah, it's a bad idea, I'll give it to her later. "Okay, then good night, babygirl. When you wake up, we're going to get some ice cream and watch films. And you should spend time with your friends. That will distract you. Sleep well, princess."   She nods and covers herself with her fluffy bedcover. I leave her room and sigh. This boy ruins her life.