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Hey Brother

Not a lot of ship.
Just some short angsty Michael.

ɦɛʏ ɮʀօtɦɛʀ

"Jace, come on. Grab your bag."

They opened the door and crossed the road to their favorite place to explore.

tɦɛʀɛ's aռ ɛռɖʟɛss ʀօaɖ  tօ ʀɛɖɨsċօʋɛʀ

Then a car came. There wasn't an alternative.

"MICHAEL!!"

The smaller boy was pushed.

"JACE!!"

ɦɛʏ sɨstɛʀ

"Please, let me help you. I don't want you to be like Jace--"

"FUCK OFF, MICHAEL!"

The door was slammed. A bang was heard. Followed by a thud.

The girl had shot herself.

ҡռօա tɦɛ աatɛʀ's sաɛɛt ɮʊt ɮʟօօɖ ɨs tɦɨċҡɛʀ 

Michael picked the lock and opened the bathroom door.

She was unconcious. She had tried to turn on the water to wash away the blood, but the water became useless and stained red.

օɦ
ɨʄ tɦɛ sҡʏ ċօʍɛs ʄaʟʟɨռɢ ɖօառ

Rain was pouring. Michael didn't care. He had to go.

ʄօʀ ʏօʊ

He opened the door and looked out at the street.

The street he got hit on.

The street that caused his sister's shooting herself.

tɦɛʀɛ's ռօtɦɨռɢ ɨռ tɦɨs աօʀʟɖ ɨ աօʊʟɖռ't ɖօ

He put on the jacket.

Many patches bought by his brother, 2 hand-sewn by his sister.

աɦat ɨʄ ɨ'ʍ ʄaʀ ʄʀօʍ ɦօʍɛ

He took of running to the abandoned side of the street. There were cars, but no houses. Nobody would see.

օɦ, ɮʀօtɦɛʀ, ɨ աɨʟʟ ɦɛaʀ ʏօʊ ċaʟʟ

He smiled as he felt a tear roll down his cheek, remembering his brother's last words to him before going unconscious.

"Come see me soon."

աɦat ɨʄ ɨ ʟօsɛ ɨt aʟʟ?

Then he realized he left the note at home.

Whatever. Someone would find it.

օɦ, sɨstɛʀ, ɨ աɨʟʟ ɦɛʟք ʏօʊ օʊt

This was a life his sister couldn't deal with. That this boy couldn't help her with.

օɦ
ɨʄ tɦɛ sҡʏ ċօʍɛs ʄaʟʟɨռɢ ɖօառ

The rain brought more memories. He and his siblings loved the rain.. Now it brought only sadness.

ʄօʀ ʏօʊ

"For them.. It's for them." He whispered.

He turned to see a car coming.

tɦɛʀɛ's ռօtɦɨռɢ ɨռ tɦɨs աօʀʟɖ...

He dropped his phone on the sidewalk and smiled.

....ɨ աօʊʟɖռ't ɖօ.

Then, he jumped into the street.

Suddenly, a light-brown-skinned orange-hoodie wearing boy from the car stopped it and stepped out. A twin girl stepped out after him.

"MICHAEL..!! But.."

"But we were coming home....."

Sooo, if you want some background/if you're confused, let me know!! I'd be happy to write a story/oneshot about the Mell siblings.

Sorry for shattering your hearts.