Drew and his younger sister Lillian stand on the steps of the church shaking hands of friends and family as the service let out. Drew was obviously distraught over his brothers sudden passing and you could see that all over his face, although Lillian? Lillian stood with a smile on her face not crying once since she returned from Paris and her parents told her the news.

LILLIANS POV

I stand next to Drew as he gives Becky a piece of his mind and although this was not the time nor place for Drew to do such a thing, I can't help but agree with him. Adam wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for Becky's selfish ways, although I would admit that to no one.

"Drew, come on get in the car with mom and dad I'll meet you at the reception." I say to my brother hugging him tightly and walking over to the now sobbing Becky.

"Becky?" I ask.

Becky sniffles before looking up at me, however when our eyes meet she puts her head back down sobbing harder than before.

I slide next to her and bring her into a hug. "Becky, it was not your fault Adam is dead, it was no one's fault. I know my brother will apologize for saying those hurtful things to you. He's just hurt right now."

"But it is, it's my fault." Becky says and keeps repeating through sobs.

I sigh, needing to get to the reception to comfort my friends and family. I see Jenna, Alli and Connor walking over to Becky and I take this as my cue to leave.

I arrive at my home through the back door and see Drew playing video games on the couch. I sit down next to him and grab a controller saying nothing but putting my head on his shoulder for comfort.

"Drew, I brought you something to eat." Bianca says coming down the stairs assuming Drew is by himself.

"Oh, Lilli I didn't know you were here. Did you want something to I can go get you something." Bianca says concern in her voice. She was always so sweet and kind towards me.

"No thank you." I smile.

Dallas and Imogen come downstairs as Imogen begins rambling about how many flowers there is and how it looks like we robbed a flower shop. Dallas stays more or less quite in the back.

"Dallas, just because of the situation doesn't mean I'm not your girlfriend. I'm okay." I say standing up aggravated by the whole situation. This is not how Adam would have wanted this day to be. My brother was a cheerful person and this is far too gloomy for his taste.

Dallas follows me into the laundry room where I stand bent over on the dryer refusing to let the tears so desperate to fall come out.

"You know its okay to cry." Dallas said wrapping his arms around my waist.

I turn around and look up at him, the only downside of having a tall boyfriend having to strain my neck to have a civilized conversation.

"No. It's not. I don't deserve to cry. Adam wanted me to stay with him this summer. He found out Becky was leaving and he wanted me to stay with him and not go to Paris. But I wanted to be selfish and go. I told him when I got back we were going to spend the whole rest of the summer together and we were going to have a movie night and a video game day. He was so excited. But guess what Dallas?" I shout shutting my eyes refusing to let the tears out.

"Adam is gone. Adam is never coming back. My brother. My little brother left me and I wasn't ready for him to leave me." I choke out as I crash into Dallas' chest sobbing.