Talk To Me

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  "Luci?" Flavio stood in the doorway of his brother's room. "What are you doing up? It's the middle of the night."

  "I know." Luciano answers, turning to look as Flavio sits next to him on the floor. The room fell silent for a moment.

  "Hey." Flavio put a hand on Luciano's shoulder. "Talk to me when you need it. Your problems aren't invisible, no matter how much you try to hide it."

  Luciano sighed. "I know."

  Flavio moved so he cupped his brother's cheek and touched their foreheads together. "I just wish you had reached out to me sooner. You know I could have helped you."

  "I know." Luciano's eyes looked almost empty, contrast to his brother's, that of were brimming with tears.

  "Luciano?" Flavio began, taking a pause and a shakey breath. "I miss you."

  "I know." And Luciano faded away.

  Flavio sat holding the air in his hands, tears spilling over in a room void of people, untouched furniture and a rope hanging from the ceiling.

  And just like that, Flavio was alone, big brother no more.

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