I ran down the stairs and straight to the kitchen.
"TACO BELLL!" I stop. "I see no Taco Bell. Why'd you lie bout the Taco Bell man. Why you gotta play like that?" I frown. Jenny turned around, "sorry." She said sheepishly. "Can you go get Braylon? He's playing with the neighbors across the street."
"Kay." I plug my ears in with my ear buds and Ronan by Taylor Swift came on. Don't judge. It's a pretty good song. I walk to the gate a call, "Bray Bray!! Come on baby mommy wants you!"
"Otay!" I hear his little voice answer. I smile. He's like my own lil baby. "Bye Tommy! Bye James!" Gah. That hurt. I see him run out across the street and my whole world slows down.
I see Tate in the yard, his eyes wide filling with tears. I start to run out to grab him, but it's too late.
The last thing I heard him say was,"Rosie! Help me Rosie!!!"
Tears stream down my face as I run over to him and pick him up.
"Bray, please. Stay with me Bray." I plead. "Rosie... I love you." He says tears running down his chubby face. "NO!!! BRAY PLEASE!!! NO DONT GO PLEASE BRAY!!!" I'm sobbing now Jenny runs out and grabs Bray and puts him in the car. "WATCH CHLOE!!" She shouts as she speeds away.
I get up slowly and walk back to the house. Tate's still out on the yard, tears streaming down his face too. "I'm so sorry." He whispers. I don't answer. What am I supposed to say? Cause it's not okay. What happened was anything but okay. He was only three! Why did those stupid people have to do that!? They killed him! What was the point of even taking him to the hospital!?
I stop and sit on the porch. "I know how you feel." Tate says as he sits next to me. "My sister. She was taken the same way. But my mother got her on the yard before she died, so she's here."
I looked up at him. "Do you think Bray's here too?" The tears are still falling but not as much as before. He wipes my cheeks with his thumbs. "I don't know Rose. I honestly don't know."
"Rosie Rosie!" A little voice calls from inside. Chloe runs out onto the porch. "Rosie where's mommy and Braylon?" A lump forms in my throat. How am I supposed to tell a six year old that her little brother got hit by a car.
"Chloe, something happened when Bray was walking across the street to get home." She sits there and stares at me, clearly waiting for the rest of the answer. I breathe in a deep breath.. and let it back out. I can't do this. Tate looks at my broken face then back at the curious six year old girl. "Chloe baby, Bray was in an accident. When he crossed the road, some stupid person wasn't watching where they where going and hit him." Her face shatters. She starts to cry. I cry with her. She crawls onto my lap and cries with me. I feel Tate pull me to his chest. I feel drops of water in my head and realize that he's crying too. Watching this happen to Bray must've reminded him about his sister.
We sit there for a while just crying till the temperature dropped and Chloe cried herself to sleep. Tate offers to carry her up to her room, which is across from mine. "You think she'll be okay?" I ask, worried. Tate shrugs. "I don't know. I wasn't okay. Not for a long time."
"How long?"
"Till now." He said looking down at me. I smile and hug him. He smiles and walks in Chloe's room and lays her down in her bed and tucks her in. He turns around and walks with me back to my room. We sit across from each other on the bed.
"You look terrible" he says.
"What?!" I say, shocked.
"No! I mean you've been crying all night and you look tired." I smile. "Oh, that's what I thought you meant." He chuckles. "Go to sleep. I won't let anything happen." I smile then I slowly drift off to sleep.
<Tate's POV>
After a while, Rose finally drifts off into a deep sleep. I sit there with a book on my lap reading then I hear a scream. I jump up and run out of the room. The screams are coming from Chloe's room.
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but i feel terrible for killing off Braylon 😭😭😭 i feel even worse for useing an over adorable photo of my nephew 😭😭😭😭
