Chapter 4

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I was going through the same amount of pain as I did when my dad had died. I remember how I didn't move for a really long time from my bed. And the fact I was so young and the only guy I had grew up with from their was... Well... Jake.

*flashback*

Me and my brother Jake were pestering our mum and dad to go outside and play.. We were excited. We are 10 years old and didn't really go out much as we spent time with our friends and with each other. When mum and dad said yes Jake ran and got his football.

"Pass it to me Lola!" My mum called, I was on her team and Jake was on daddy's team. I kicked the ball really hard onto the other side of the road, so daddy went and got it. On his way back he fell.. And I wasn't sure why. But mummy said she knew straight away and to phone an ambulance

Daddy spent so long in hospital and mummy said that he was very bad.. She told me and Jake that he was meant to go with the angels now as he was going to die but she would never tell us the reason...

Finally on our 13th birthday mum told us what happened with dad... He had a really bad heart but didn't wanna tell me and Jake. But he forgot all about it and he wasn't supposed to run but he did and it gave him a heart attack... After mum told us I felt like I was to blame for putting him in the hospital and making him go at such an early time and I will never forget what I did.

*end of flashback*

Still to this day I feel like it's my fault.

It's been a week since Jake died, I've hardy moved from my bed as much as everyone has tried getting me too. Callum has tried to take me out for food but I turned him down. My mum and Scarlett tried to get me to go shopping and I said no. I couldn't move from all of the agony that I've lost my bestfriend. The guy that's been there for me since day one. We were born holding hands... That shown we had a connection stronger than anyone else's. I couldn't even move to get Noah and had to leave Callum to do everything which made me feel even more bad.

A few days later it was jakes funeral and it's the first time I've gotten out of bed other than getting food and drink or going to the toilet. I looked horrid. I hated the way I look right now. I decided I needed to freshen up so I got into the shower. I was in the shower for 30 minutes. When I got out I brushed my teeth and decided to find a dress for today. I only had one black one that was suitable enough. It had long lacy arms, it was short. It was the dress Jake brought me for my 15th birthday. I had to wear it. Callum was in a suit which made him look handsome. He smiled at me and I just gave him a weak one back. He walked over to me and gave me a huge hug while a few tears fell out of my eyes. He kissed my forehead, then my nose, then my lips.

I walked into Noah's room and seen he was awake as I smiled at him. I picked him up but I still felt so delicate so I held him as tightly as I could not to drop him. I found out a little suit for him to wear as no one could really watch him as everyone was going to the funeral. And besides, mums bringing Chase and they are just sitting in a room during the funeral.

It still hasn't sunk in that I had lost my brother. And it will take time. But I don't think I can face it...

*3 months later*

Noah's now 4 months old. But I have to go back to school. It's 6am and I'm only just awake. I slowly start to get up and I just feel so sleepy, so I went and had a shower. After my shower I got into my high waisted skinny jeans and a long top that I wore when I was pregnant. I dried my hair and put on my make up and I was soon enough ready by 8:20. 10 minutes before I had to leave.

I went into Noah's room to feed him quick and then gave him to my mum to look after him while me and Callum were at school. As soon as I'd ate some breakfast me and Callum were ready to go so we got into his car and left. It feels different going to school without Jake being here... How am I going to cope.

As soon as Callum pulled up into school and I got out the car all eyes were on me and people started to whisper. Callum grabbed my hand and told me it will be okay and we started walking towards the doors. "Hey your jakes sister aren't you? It was so tragic that he passed away so unexpectedly! And the fact you have a baby? Omg!" I didn't know this girl. I think she was new to my year group but everything she said was sarcastic. She didn't care, I knew this as her friends were all laughing. "Leave her alone Paisley" Callum said defending me as we pushed past her and her friends and walked into the school. Now one person had mentioned it all I knew I wasn't going to get away with no questions.

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