The title of this chapter is refrence to a song called 306 by Emilie Autumn, and the lyrics:
"Where a girl (and this is funny)
Took her life
And what she doesn't know
Is how long it takes for the water to rise
And the breath to stop fighting
And the cold to close her eyes"
You'll see what I mean when I upload/you read the chapter! Song it at the side.
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Iyden was sitting on his bed when he got the text, breathing heavily and watching his small chest rise and fall. The human body, however disgusting sometimes, was oddly fasinating to him. Especially his own one, battered and bruised and broken.
His eyes flickered over to his phone, and he lunged for it hurriedly, opening the text with his heart pumping. He loved getting texts.
It was Dale, and in what Iyden could only imagine was typed with panicked, frightened fingers, he had written:
7.54pm: Iyden, please I need your help. hurry, my sis and i are down the river and i need your help, i think she's tried to drown herself. hurry, bring police or adult or somebody please!
Iyden blinked momentarily before raising his voice.
"Haydrian! We're needed!"
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Haydrian and Iyden got off the bus at the nearest stop to the river that ran all the way through the small town. It was a murky, dark looking river, and Iyden and Haydrian, who had lived in the small town ever since they could remember until they moved away, used to believe that the river was magical. Some part of Iyden, the small part of him which stayed as an eleven year old boy, still believed the river was magical, even though the magic he used to see in the world had been ripped from him.
Iyden spotted Dale in the river, waist deep in the greyish water, hands gropping, causing muddy clouds to explode so that the water became even more murkier. Iyden hurried and slipped down the bank, splattering his clothes and converse in thick mud, before stopping sharply at the rivers egde. Haydrian was close behind.
"What the fuck is going on?!" Haydrian hissed, frowning angrily and not knowing what to make of the strange boy he didnt like standing in the middle of the river. Was he mad?
"MY SISTER!" Dale screamed, moving around in the water, and momentarily, Iyden saw a flash of pinkish flesh under the murky depths. He started to waide into the water, ice creeping up his viens. God, it was cold.
"Dale, what's wrong?" he asked in a suprisingly calm voice, coming closer to his friend, who was red in the face and slowly moving down stream.
"My sister! She's in the water!" he cried, and if as though he was a super hero, dived head first into the river and started to swim.
Iyden could hear Haydrian's loud protests, but they died out once the two brother's saw Dale grabbing a body.
Iyden's heart gave a pathetic twist (and he'd call it pathetic because he was too worried for his heart to do a 'galliant' twist), and he gulped, turning to look at Haydrian, who was starting to get into the water too, still in his school uniform. He hadn't even bothered with his shoes.
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Dear Brother
Short StoryLife is full of struggles. Haydrian, a student, lives with his younger brother Iyden to protect him from the world's worries and fears. Something happened to Iyden, and he can not talk about it, but it is etched onto his fragile memory. Living alone...
