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Chapter 6: Writings

Todd POV.

Everything went okay today? It ran pretty smooth. I managed to do what I could...I accessed the safe...it was hard but I did it.

We are in the car on the way to Joe's. I thought now was a good time for some apologies.

"Joe I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what" he said swallowing the last of his tablets.

"For leaving."

"I don't blame you" he said

"Joe, after Tyana died I thought I was going to loose you. I realised you where never going to heal. I knew I wasn't helping you out when I came home at 3.00am from clubs and that crap. So I left, I thought I was a burden." I said trying to push the lump out my throat.

"Kid, your not a burden, I'm sorry I didn't act like a brother and help you. I lost a wife but you lost a best friend. Tyana was a part of both our lifes and all I cared about was my needs."

"Shut up Joe. It's a natural thing, instead of comforting you and asking you how I feel I put my needs before my own brothers, even after all you sacrificed for me. Joe you're my responsibility now and I will look after you and never leave your side. That's what a brother does."

"Since when did you become so grown up." He said smiling at me

"Since I found out part of me was slowly dying." I said

I wish Joe would just admit that he is dying, I can accept that. I'm so angry with my life. Every one around me seems to die or run away. I go where Joe goes. I'm not prepared to loose my brother. He dies, I die.

We have arrived at Joe's house. I helped him into his wheelchair and took him into the house. I wheeled him down the ramp into the basement.

"Over there." Joe pointed

" That's where the GO bag is, enough food to last us for 3 months."

I grabbed the bag. I could see a long blanket of fabric hanging from the wall.

"What's this Joe?" I asked

"Oh there is some type of marks in the wall, I noticed them one day and Tyana just told me it's been there since we moved in."

"Marks" I whispered to myself.

I put down the bag and I ripped the frail blanket off. There I saw marks tattooed onto the walls. It looked like some one had chiseled a bunch of signs or messages on the wall.

"What the...."

"Calm down." Joe jumped in

"It's just some dents."

"Dents" i thought to myself, can't be. I traced my finger over the marks. It looked like ancient writing. So weird. I combed my hair back with my fingers taking another hard look.

"Todd as much as I love the bro bonding time, we have to go, we have to check in to the hotel," Joe said.

We can't stay here you see. It's better to say in a hotel, just in case the hospital finds out and comes to get us. Just before we leave I take a photo on my phone of the wall.

"Let's go sugar." I say to Joe still looking at the wall

"I'm not going with you if your gonna be calling me that." Joe laughed as he took out more pills and gulped them down

I can't stop thinking about those signs, I have seen them, faintly in my dreams. I think I remember them. I am trying to figure out why they are so familiar. I don't like this.

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