Angelica's POV
Mama and Papa walked into the house. Mama had tearstained cheeks and papa's eyes were red.
"What's going on? Where's Phillip?"
They looked at each other nervously. Papa kneeled down in front of me and put his hand on my cheek.
"Angie, Phillip didn't make it."
"W-What?"
"Phillip is gone sweetheart." Mama said kneeling down next to papa.
At these words my whole world came crashing down. I crumpled to the floor, papa catching me just in time.
"No! H-he can't b-be dead! I-it's not true, t-tell me it's n-not true!" I cried.
"I'm sorry dear. It's true."
"NO!"
I ran upstairs and into my room. I pressed my back against the door, sliding down onto my floor. I pulled my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs and burying my face into them, sobbing my heart out.
My brother, my best friend, was gone.
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FanfictionI just want to say that I wouldn't be writing any WattPad stories of not for my friend Izzy. She's the only consistent reader I have and I like writing stories to see what she thinks of them. Art on cover is not mine.
