Y/n's POV:
I was walking through the night. It was raining. I thought of my brother, Morro. His past wasn't the best, but I didn't care. He was my brother. And my only family left.
I carried on walking, and finally made it to my destination.
His grave.
I opened the gates, and walked in. "Nice to see you again, Morro..." I sighed, staring at his grave with a sad smile. "Hope you're well..."
I sat down in front of his grave, and placed the black flowers that I had in front of it. His favourite colour was black. His room was black. Mum and dad did it for him...but they're gone too...
A single tear brimmed in my (e/c) eyes. They started stinging. And I know I was going to cry. "I-I'm so sorry, Morro. I never meant for any of this to happen! Why did have to happen to you? Mum? Dad? You never deserved it!" I cried, clutching the grass with my soaking wet hands. "You were meant to live your life..."
And then, for the rest of the night I sat their, mourning sadly over my brother's grave, and didn't leave till midnight....
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Is It Going to Work? (Lloyd x reader) *DISCONTINUED*
FanficYou are Morro's little sister. You are alive. Not dead. You are in depression because of your only family-Morro-is dead. You don't speak to anyone, nor look at anyone. You spend most of your time either at his grave or in your room...
