Please don't do this.

"Please.. Don't do this" Those were the last words that ever escaped his beautiful lips. It's all my fault that he's gone..It's funny though, If he were alive now he would be planning my death in some twisted act of hatred.. Even though he would always fail as if he only wanted to prove that he was capable of murdering his dear sister but never would.. Jake.. My brother.

I loved him as dearly as any sister would love her sibling, yet one dreadful day he found out about a very private secret and detested me for it. It was never even my fault.. That's what I thought anyway.

It was a typical British afternoon, mildly cold and occasionally a light drizzle of rain. I had only just gotten up after developing a cold the night before as I had been running around in the rain. Groggily I shuffled downstairs to see my brother crying with his phone in his hand. I ran over to him not knowing what to think.

"J-Jake are you okay?" I blurted out as he glared at me with bloodshot eyes.

"Fantastic" He muttered sarcastically as he tried to push past me. I followed him around the house annoyingly begging him to tell me what's wrong.

"Just shut up already! It's none of your fucking business" He shouted as he turned to face me, anger filled his eyes as I glared at him.

"I guess you have a point but I can't help but worry about you.. You know I love you too much to see you in pain." I sniffled due to my cold and rubbed my now red nose.