/Briana in the Gif/
~Briana's P.O.V~
The headache in every part of my head woke me up, rubbing my heavy eyes. After yawning and stretching my whole body, I sat on my bed properly looking around the room realizing it wasn't room.
Why the heck am I in my brothers' room?
I'm sure that I didn't drink alcohol because drinking isn't my thing. I looked around the room to check up on something so I could remember what happened yesterday. Then I saw my handsome innocent twin brother sleeping on his couch. My headache was killing the hell out of me. I reached my phone and saw many messages which, I didn't even manage to look at. When I saw my best friends' message, I tapped on it.
'Hey strawberry, text me when you wake up' I smiled and wanted to text him back but my brothers' movement distracted me, making me prepare all questions I've got right now.
"Hey, why I'm here and not in my room?" I asked, he looked at me giving me a sad smile. He got up and reached to me. He sat beside me and his sudden hug surprised me.
"I'm here for you Briana, I'm here for Sky too. Everything will be fine." He said and let go of me after a couple of seconds. I gave him a confused look and then a question was already answered. All this headache I've got was because I've been crying yesterday.
"Why? What happened ?" I questioned and got off the bed. He looked even more sadder than I thought; bags under his eyes, he seemed to be crying which makes feel even more uncomfortable. Steven only cries for a good reason.
And a good reason is never actually good.
"We lost her, she lef-" He said, a tear rolling on his cheek. My eyes started watering, even though I didn't know why he was sad, it hurt me seeing him crying. I closed my eyes and lowered my head so he doesn't see my eyes watering. He then hugged me, so tight that my tears running down on my cheeks. I could hear him sobbing, softly.
Oh my God, what's happening? Why can't I remember?
I'm scared of the answers I'll hear.
He let go and lifted my chin up with his index finger searching for my eyes. He looked deeply in my eyes. His eyes were red and his cheeks were fully wet.
"I know you can't remember, dad wanted to give you sleeping pills so you can rest, you've been sleeping for a whole day already. You were tired and didn't get to sleep after seeing...-" He stopped not wanting to tell me. I gave him a serious-look wiping his tears off.
"Tell me what happened, I'll remember either way" I told him, hoping he will give in and tell me. He knew he had no chance but to tell me.
"I...I-.." he stopped himself when the sound of a door opening interrupted him.
"Oh, I see you both woke up, I just wanted to check up on you." Dad said, seeming to be crying as well. He had bags under his eyes, puffy rose eyes and messy hair.
If my mom saw him like that she would actually whip him. She likes her husband all clean, fresh and nicely clothed.
"Dad? I..-" Steven sobbed, tears running down on his cheeks even more now. My dad looked at me his eyes saddening, he walked closer hugging both of us.
"I know. It will be hard, but we need to help each other and stick together. Even if you miss her already it'll be okay..-" I interrupted him and pushed him a little.
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Teen Fiction|Highly Ranked #11| 'We put on a fake smile to hide the pain, yet we wish someone would look closely enough and see how broken we really are inside' he said, his words hit me with like a ton of bricks with surprise. Briana's life has been going hard...