I haven't figured this out yet (Jack Harries)

Chapter 9- Forgetting You

"He was not only my brother, he was the person I went to when I was sad, or happy, or anything. He was a friend to all that knew him. He left every one he saw on a positive note. He was always happy and knew how to make anyone smile. Even in the darkest times, he was the sunshine. He was a very happy person, who always smiled and always looked on the bright side of things. Never sad, or angry, he was a very understanding person. Always knew what to say, and it's hard to believe he's gone, but all the people in heaven will get to see his gratitude and happiness, and love. I will never forget all the empty juice pouches in lawn from us just playing and joking around. Or the stacks of movies we watched together on rainy days. Or the bowls of hot soup when I was little. Always there, always caring and understanding. He was supportive, kind and special to every one he knew, and even to people he didn't know. No one could ever forget the happy cheery person that he was. My brother. My go to person. My brother, Patrick Sammuel Marks." I finished my speech, letting a single tear fall. I took a deep breath, walking back to my seat.

It has been a week sense he left us. I have been nothing but a mess. I didn't go out. I stayed in bed. I only left to shower, eat and go to class. Jack has been over a lot. Same with Hilary. And she also brought over some of her friends, who were cool. There was 2 girls and 2 boys. Ariana, with blonde hair and freckles, and Mallory, an Asian with shoulder length black hair. Both just hilarious. And then there was Josh, a blonde curly boy who was a little shy, and Drew with pale skin and dark hair and freckles. I loved them. Even though I didn't look happy, they made me some what happy. Lou and Jeremy came over to.

But I was still sad.

Not matter how happy these guys made, I couldn't help but feel empty.

Like a big part of me was missing.

A part that would never come back.

Jacks POV

I was worried for Dakota. Never dong anything. Barely eating. Although we were all there for her, she seemed empty and lost. I couldn't understand. Nothing like this had ever happened to me. I tried my best, but she looked the same.

When I saw her up there, staying so stong, I saw how much this was really effecting her. I saw all he faces of the tear stained faces. Every one of these people were probably very close to him. Whereas, Hilary, Josh, Drew, Ariana, Mallory, Lou, Jeremy and I didn't even know him. It really hit me hard. I didn't know how to handle it.

Guess well see how it goes.

Lou's POV

It really hurt me to see Dakota like this. Whenever I saw her she was always a happy-go-lucky person. But seeing her like this, gives me another perspective on her life. Watching her up there, she looked so............... different. Like she was a whole different person. I watched her as she strode back to her seat it the front, with all the rest of her family. We were all sitting in the middle, cause you know, we're not family. Except Jeremy, cause they were childhood friends. But still, she seemed so different.

Dakota's POV

I knew that everything would be different now. He wasn't gonna be there at Chirstmas or Thanksgiving. Never there to pick me up. Or drop me off. Things would be different. I didn't know how different, but I knew that it would be different. After a few more people spoke, I walked home with out saying anything. I didn't talk to anyone, just left.

And lucky me. It started pouring rain on the way home. Even though I was close to my dorm, I was soaking by the time I got there. I opened to door to my dorm and looked around. To think, just yesterday, my brother was here, my brother, who was gone. I stripped down, putting on some maroon and white sweats, and a sports bra, throwing on Jacks black Jack Willis hoodie. I laid my wet dress and shoes on my desk chair. I threw my hair up in a messy bun and climbed under the covers, and for the fist time in my life, I cried my self to sleep.