Chapter 7

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I get woken up by Luke shaking me really hard. He's yelling at me and crying. I sit up quickly.

"He's dead! He's dead!" he screams.

"what?" I yell.

"he's dead!" he yells again.

"Luke calm down! How do you know that?" I yell.

He just sits there thinking.

"I-I don't know." he says.

I look at the clock. It's 3am.

"I think you just had a dream, Luke. Beau would have called us. Go back to sleep." I say and rub his face.

"no!" he cries out. "call beau! Call him now!"

I grab my phone off my table and call beau.

"hello?" he says half asleep.

"how is he?" I ask.

"who?" he says.

"really beau? I'm not even going to give a smart ass remark. I'm just going to let you correct yourself!" I say.

"oh. Sorry. I'm like sleeping." he says.

"so." I say.

"so what " he says.

"oh my gosh. How is he!" I yell.

"he's still not awake." he says.

"ok. Thank you. Go back to sleep. Love you." I say.

"love you too." he says.

I hang up. Luke looks at me. I shake my head. He lets out a big sob and puts his hands over his face.

"why wont he wake up?" he screams.

"Luke. Stop. You are going to drive yourself crazy. You need to calm down." I say.

"I want him to be ok! This is all my fault! How would you feel if beau was unconscious in the hospital because of something you did? He's my twin brother! What if I lose him?!" he yells.

"you won't lose him. I promise you." I say.

"you don't know what it feels like!" he says.

"I don't know what it feels like?" I ask. "I pushed beau off a swing when we were younger! He was in the hospital for a week and was out for most of that! I know exactly what it feels like!" I say.

"you were like 10 or 11! I'm 17! Thats different!" he says.

"yea, it is but don't say I don't know what it feels like because I do!" I yell.

"I'm sorry. I'm just so mad." he says.

"it's fine. I know." I say. "come on. Get up." I say.

I get out of bed.

"come on. Do you wanna go see your brother or not?" I say.

"yea.." he says.

I grab his hands and pull him off the bed. He stands there infront of me. I hand him his shirt and his beanie.

"come on. Cheer up. Don't look so down." I say.

"I can't." he says.

I grab his hands and shake him.

"yes you can. Take a selfie and cheer yourself up you selfie king." I say.

He smiles.

"see. You're smiling!" I say.

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