Alex's Story

Chapter 15

I woke up with Brandon smiling at me again. "What? Do I have something on my face?" I asked covering my face with my hands.

"No you don't." He smiled taking my hands away from my face so I could look into those beautiful Hazel eyes once more. I sat up as did Brandon and looked around.

"Hello lovely." Amy said in the corner, sitting on a couch sipping coffee.

"Where did you come from?" I asked shocked.

"Well this is MY house." She laughed. I smiled at her comment as Brandon stood up going somewhere. Amy jumped out of her seat and ran over here, putting her coffee on the coffee table. That's why they call it that.

"So tell me the details." She cooed. I giggled as my cheeks turned a crimson red.

"Awe your blushing." She said pinching my cheeks. I slapped her hand away, playfully glaring.

"Well we made up and he asked me to be his gf... I said yes." I smiled as Amy squealed.

"OH MY GOSH! That's so cute." She smiled.

"Yea yea." I giggled.

"Hello ladies." Brandon said walking into the room. He sat by me, placing me on his lap.

"Ew." Amy said.

"I talked to Christian." Brandon said sternly. it have him the 'what-the-heck-are-you-talking-about' look. "I kinda blackmailed him, so our compromise was that he's gonna tell everyone it was a rumor he started and his precious secret won't be left out." He explained.

"What secret?" Amy asked.

"Well he sorta, kinda, mostly is gay." He explained as me and Amy bursted out laughing.

"Your lying." I said in between laughs.

"No I'm not, you know that guy, Anthony?" He asked looking as serious a he can get.

"Yea, him and Christian are always together." I explained.

"Why would that be?" He asked smirking.

"Oohhh..." Me and Amy said at the same time. Brandon chuckled and nodded.

"See?" He said.

"Oh well next topic." Amy said as my phone went off, signaling I had a text. Two words really turned my life upside down. These words sunk into my brain, why? 'Why?' was all I asked myself as Brandon, Amy, and I rushed to the hospital. Brandon put the car in park as I ran inside. "Northern." I said to the table lady, what do they call them...??? Oh receptionists? Whatever you get my point.

"492b." She said as we rushed to the elevator. I pushed the up arrow seventeen times and nothing. The stairs were right next to it so I ran to them, pushing the heavy door. Amy and Brandon were following me as fast as they could, but I was much faster. I got to the 4th floor and went searching for 492b. I finally found it and rushed in. Mom was in the corner crying and a doctor was holding her back. I looked at the fragile person on the bed. Wires were hooked up everywhere to him and they were trying to bring back his life. I tried to run to his side, but Brandon held me back.

"ETHAN!" I shouted, knowing he was dead. I just wish that he could hear me. I started crying as I dug my head into Brandon's shirt and he whispered, "Everything will be okay."

"It won't be okay! Ethan's dead! My little brother is dead. My world, my rock, my survivor, MY EVERYTHING is gone! He isn't coming back! He was supposed to survive this and get through this, but he had to die!" I screamed pushing myself away from Brandon, but he wouldn't let go. Amy hugged me and cried, she fell in love with Ethan since he was 2. My sweet, caring, adorable, funny, charming, little brother is dead, and there's nothing that I could do. I wasn't here for him, I was off in my own little world. I could've been here and maybe he would still be alive. But I wasn't here for him, and now he's gone. What am I supposed to do now...?