My younger brother[completed]

Death

Chapter 1: Death

Riker's POV
I am laying in my bed crying my eyes out waiting for Ross to get home from shooting Austin and Ally. My hearts broke. It's shattered into ten-thousand little pieces. Maybe I should tell you why I'm crying my eyes out? Well I just got a phone call from my best friend's mom. Olivia's mother had said she passed away last night in her sleep. She had cancer and the doctors had said she wasn't going to make it. My best and only friend gone. Dead. I can't see her anymore. Hold her. Anything. No we weren't dating but we were close. Almost as close as me and Ross.

I turn my head back away from my pillow to look at the time. 2:39. Ross should be home in a few minutes. I stare at the clock tears rolling out of my eyes, down my cheeks, and onto my pillow. A few mins later I hear the front door slam open then slam close. I hear heavy steps running up the stairs and outside my door. "Riker? Open up!" Ross says and I stand and slowly unlock the door. He opens the door then closes it back up. He locks it then walks over to me in my bed.

"Hey." He says quietly rubbing my cheek lightly. "Ross." I say and more tears fall. "Shh. It's gonna be okay. She wouldn't want you to be like this. She would want you to be happy." "But she's my best friend Ross. I can't just forget about her." "I know Rik but you can't just sit up here all the time and cry. She would want you to be out living life to the fullest." "I can't." I say and break even more.

"I know how you feel Riker but-" "No Ross please just help me through this! Don't just keep telling this isn't what she would have wanted. Help me forget she died." I say crying hysterically.

"I'm trying Riker. I am. You know how I am with these kinda of things." "I know and I'm sorry I have to drag you into this." "You have no reason to be sorry. You're my big brother. I'm always here for you. No matter what tragic happens I'm here for you." "Thanks Ross I'm always here for you too." "Alright good. Now how about I go change then come back and we can watch a movie?" He asks still rubbing my cheek since the second he's walked in here. I shake my head 'yes' and he smiles. "Okay I'll be right back." He says then leaves.

The reassuring feeling of his hand on my cheek disappears with him.

A couple minutes later he comes back in a pair of cozy shorts and no shirt on.

He closes the door and locks it like before.

He climbs in my bed with me and cuddles me. This always helps me out.
Ross turns the TV on and we start staring at the TV screen for the rest of the night.