Chapter 9

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*lennons POV*

Gene looks fucking terrible man, he's normally in my room pestering me every spare second he gets but now I'm telling you, he's barely eaten anything these past few days, all he's been doing is sitting in his room only coming out to get food or water. Poor guy he deserves the world,

I knock on genes door hoping not to be shouted at to get out but instead I'm met with a muffled grunt, taking that as a sign that I can come in I walk in to find Gene completely awake and just staring at the wall with his back facing me, I sit down on the edge of his bed carefully and put a hand on his back, "gene?" I say gently "what do you want Lennon" he fires back quickly "Jesus man I'm just checking in on you, not to sound like an ass but you need to get up and eat, plus no offence you really need a shower". He turns over to look at me, eyes red and glassy with a red nose from strenuous nose blowing, "what's the point anymore?" He asks sadly, "because you're my little brother, my partner in crime, my right hand man. I can't stand to see you like this" I say concern cracking in my voice. He looks at me with a pure adoration I haven't seen since we were kids

**flashback**

5 year old Gene is giggling like crazy as he runs away from me after shouting "TAG YOU'RE IT" as loud as his little 5 year old voice could muster as a little 7 year old me smiles purely and runs after him, he whips round the corner of the  playground we're in and I lose sight of him, I start to panic as I shout "GENE!" as loud as I could, I hear soft little sobs coming from underneath the slide as I crouch to find little gene sitting holding his hand, "Gene are you ok!" I ask concern slowly creeping up on me, he looks at me with sad little puppy dog eyes as he holds out his palm to reveal a small cut, I breathe a sigh of relief almost knowing he's not seriously injured, "want me to kiss it better?" I ask lifting his hand to my face he gives me a sad little smile and nods his head quickly, I place a small kiss to the palm of his hand, "there we go, all better!" I say trying to cheer him up. He smiles at me bright and wide as he jumps up asking for a piggyback ride home.

**end of flashback**

"non, Lennon, LENNON" I get pulled out my daydream by a now sitting up gene looking at me with a confused look, "you were away with the fairies what were thou thinking of?". "Oh just that time when we were kids and you fell and cut your hand, I just got reminded of it I'm sorry", he laughs at me and says "you were so concerned", "well I wasn't the one crying over a minuscule cut" I say flicking his nose, "now go shower and I'll make you something to eat" I say whilst leaving the room.

Corr I'm glad he's going back to normal.

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