My Oldest Brother

Friday July 15^th, I woke up like it was any other morning. Brooks had spent the night, and we were waiting for Beatty to come over. We were sitting outside drinking our coffee when my mom came down. She comes down to our cubby to talk to me all the time, but this time was different. Those words will be forever imprinted in my memory. “Your brother is in the hospital. He's been unresponsive since last night.”

My heart sank. I put my coffee down and angrily said “What the fuck did he do?”

My mom told me she didn't know and walked away.

Brooks and I sat, talked, and then..

I heard crying. My sister and my mom crying. I walked upstairs. I already knew what I was about to hear at this point.
The tears were already there.

It's not something I'll ever want to relieve again.
I'll never see him again; never hear his voice.

If it wasn't for everyone being there for me, I honestly don't know what I would have done. Nick drove home from Washington. Kyle Beatty was over at my house every day, and was always willing to run out and get something for my parents, Jason, Alex, and Me. He spent nearly 300$ on liquor for my family in five days.
Alexa..
Let me just reiterate how much I love that girl. She was just there for me. Every day. She's so amazing.

People who stopped by, people who came to the viewing to support me, all of the wonderful people who came to support my parents, brother, and sister, everyone was just so amazing. I can't thank everyone enough for their support.

My brother had a lot of demons in his life. He's at peace now. Though, we'll all miss him.. we have a lot of good memories to look back on.

The Ones Who Love Us Never Really Leave Us