*EXTRA AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END*
*Authors note* I wrote this on my iPod on my way to Madison. Sorry for mistakes.
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Music played in my ears and I was oblivious to all around me. Why did he have to be the one? Why.. I looked out the window as raindrops ran down it. Almost on cue, a tear ran down my cheek.
********3 hours earlier********
I sat on my bed, an earbud in my ear and a notebook in front of me. Ahh, peaceful. Twirling my dark brown hair around my finger, I started to draw. Music and drawing were both my escapes.
I sketched face, dark hair covering one of his eyes. He had stitches from the corner of his mouth to his ear on the left side. A lip piercing standing out on his pale skin.. Claire! Who the fuck are you drawing?
I honestly didn't know, but he wasn't hot, cute, or anything. He was beautiful. Letting the drawing capture my attention and drag me back into a trance, I drew his eyes, full of sorrow and his body. Covered in a black cloak. From his back, outstretched black wings, dripping with blood. His face looked pained and his mouth open as if crying for help.
Fallen Angel. He was my fallen angel, straight from Heaven sent down to Earth just for me.
Suddenly rings burst through the speaker of my phone, startling me out of my trance. I leaned over to see the name of my brother flash across the screen.
"Hello?" I answered.
He had been my best friend since forever. We were twins but looked nothing alike, he didn't act like my brother either. He was always there for me when no one else way.
"Hello. Is this Claire?" a voice I didn't recognize replied.
"Yes. Who is this?" Who was this that had Brandon's phone?!
"I'm Officer Shaun. I'm sorry but I'm afraid your brother is gone. He had been hit by an oncoming semi and didn't make it."
My phone slipped out of my grip, hitting the floor with a crack and suddenly felt woozy. This had to be a dream. He couldn't, just couldn't be dead. I dropped down onto my knees and started to cry, not bothering that I was still on the phone with Officer what's his face.
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*EXTRA AUTHORS NOTE*
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