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TRIGGER WARNINGS : talks about suicide, aNgSt?!?!?!
Roman POV
"It's not your fault Ro," Virgil told me for probably the five thousandth time.
"I should've been there for him," I sobbed. "He's my brother and he almost killed himself."
"You can't blame yourself for Remus's choices," He tried to convince me.
"I'm a horrible brother," I whispered, pushing my palms into my eyes. Tears were rolling down my cheeks in a constant stream.
"No you're not," Virgil argued.
I was sobbing on the floor of my bedroom. Virgil was trying to comfort me, hugging me tightly and arguing with the bad things I kept saying.
"Why wasn't I there for him?" I cried.
"You were in school and you didn't know that it was happening," He said gently.
"But Remus got so hurt," I sobbed. "I shouldn't have let my brother get so hurt."
"But he's okay. Remus is going to be okay. He's still alive," Virgil reminded me.
"But he relapsed," I argued. "What if he falls back into drugs and alcohol and then things get bad again?"
"You'll be there for him," He said. "I know you won't let him do that."
"I'm a horrible brother," I sobbed again.
"Stop saying that about yourself Ro," Virgil said softly. Now I was upsetting him.
"Why'd he do it?" I asked. "Why do people think suicide is the answer?"
"He didn't have hope anymore," Virgil whispered. "He was tired and he thought that this would fix things."
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