My Savior Destroyed Me

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I was done. Life had ended and nothingness had begun. I had nothing more to give, nothing else to loose. So the choice I made next, I didn't have to choose. I had come to my end, all I had to figure out now was how to make my suicide, not to be a sin.
-Me

*Oren's POV*

I had made up my mind, there was nothing left for me here. It seemed as though the world was against me. It seemed like death himself was hell bent on breaking me, he picked off every family member I had until there was only me. Now that I was alone, with nothing to live for, he taunted me. Well I wasn't going to put up much of a fight. Death had won, I soon would be joining my family in the eternal sleep. There was nothing left to tether me to earth, every person I ever loved was dead. Now all I had to do was find a way to keep the promise I made to my little brother Ezra. I had to find a way to fulfill his dying wish. I had to find a way to live on without being alive. I had to keep this promise, because I couldn't keep the one I made to my farther when he died.

*Flashback*

"What do you mean, it's spread?" I said, anger and panic creeping into my voice. Doctor Reid adjusted his glasses before looking at the file in his hand, "Ezra's cancer has spread, it's no longer based in his legs, but has spread to his abdomen and his chest as well as his arms." He frowned before looking up at me and continuing, "The surgery to remove his legs won't do him any good, the only thing we can do now is halt the cancer's progress and hope for the best." I shook my head refusing to believe it. "So that's it, we just hope for the best?" My words came out as a strangled wisper. Doctor Reid's eyes flooded with pity, he patted my shoulder, "Sorry Oren, I really wish it was different, after Ezra's year of being cancer free I honestly thought he had beat it, I'm terribly sorry Oren." A tear slipped out of my eye as he walked away down the hall. I angrily swiped it away as I turned around and reentered Ezra's hospital room. He was sitting up looking out of the window, when I came in and sat in the chair next to his bed he turned and looked at me. If I hadn't been sitting down I would've fell to my knees. The look in his eyes said it all, he knew. He was sleep when I first left the room to talk to the doctor but he must've woken up. He heard our conversation, he knew. Ezra was always knowing for his age. He shook his head already knowing what I was about to say, knowing that I would say we were going to fight it. "I'm tired Oren, I just wanna sleep." He didn't look angry or sad or even disappointed, he just looked tired, so very tired. I smiled at him," You can go to sleep buddy I'll wake you up when its time for you to eat." He shook his head, rubbing his eyes. "No Oren. I wanna go to sleep, I wanna go with mommy and daddy." I was silent for a moment, remembering what dad said to me before he went into surgery, before he died. He told me to take care of Ezra. I closed my eyes,sorry dad. I looked at Ezra for a long time and he looked back. Finally I said," Ok E you can sleep now, buddy you can sleep now." He smiled closing his eyes. "But you have to be happy Oren, you have to live and be happy." I cleared my throught before answering him, "Of course buddy, anything for you E, anything."

That was six months ago. Six months since my baby brother died. Six months since I have been trying to live happy, six months since I have failed. Six months that I have been living, but not quite alive. But now, now, I was done.

Author's note
So that was the introduction of Oren. The poor boy has had it rough, really rough. So tell me what you think of him. There's more to his story, and im sad to say that none of it is happy. But maybe things will get better...maybe.
Okay guys so don't forget to comment, good or bad it dosnt matter. I just really need to know if I should continue or if I'm wasting my time. And enjoy.