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Erikas pov

"I'm not going anywhere,"I whispered to Laslo. My eyes trailed to Declan. How could I let this happen? This is all my fault.

I ran to Andy. I gave him a huge hug. He's the one that I'm closest to besides Patrick.

Shit. Patrick.

How is he gonna handle it? I don't think he'll take it very well. Hell probably mope around like Pete was after Bronx died.

We made sure that everyone was okay, and took Declan.

We ran to the car and headed to the house. If we go to the hospital again, they would get suspicious.

We arrived at the house and I ran into my old room. I just jumped on the midnight blue covers. I sobbed into my pillow. My best friends... My brothers were dead.

I heard a voice in my head.

Hey, You're okay. Im still here.... kinda.

"Declan?"

My voice trailed away and there was nothing but darkness.

My face was still in my pillow, but I began to hear crackling.

"Erika!" Petes voice was what I heard. "Erika! Get out! Now!"

I lifted my head just in time to see Pete getting cut off by flames in the door.

At least I'll see my brothers again. I thought as I heard the crackling getting closer.

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