Zack wasn't sure why he was there, he'd probably just sit there and gather his thoughts like he usually did. He just knew he needed to tell someone, tell someone of his sorrow. So, as he sat across from his physiatrist he tried to make sense of what he wanted to say.
"Zack, how are you today?" the blonde shrugged, truthfully, he didn't know, it had been eight months, eight months since Cody vanished and it also happened to be their birthday. Their twenty first birthday.
"My mum hasn't left her room, dad tried to get her to leave, to attend the trial but… but she wouldn't" Zack gulped, he didn't know what to say.
"I see and why didn't you attend Zack?"
"Would it bring Cody back?" he asked. His physiatrist shook her head. She jotted something down on her notepad.
"I hate him, I know I shouldn't but I do. He was always the nerdier one, he was meant to be curing cancer with that brilliant mind of his, not parading to third world countries in army gear" Zack felt a traitorous tear roll down his face, he wiped it away. Cody was dead he shouldn't be crying.
"Are you not proud of your brother?" she asked. Zack looked her in the eyes, he fiddled with Cody's dog tags. The tags calmed him, as if the tags were his brothers parting gift.
Zack gulped, his Adams apple bopping slightly
"I am proud of him yes, he wanted to help people and the army helped him do that but I just feel like he should've stayed home. I always thought the army looked out for each other, these idiots took him and beat him to death because he couldn't save their brother. I claim bullshit, Cody wouldn't have let that man needlessly die, the guy stood on a landmine what on earth could Cody have done?."
Zack felt more tears roll down his face, oh how he missed his twin.
"The people have a life sentence, they should have really thought it through before they killed an army officer and I suppose it should bring me peace but…" he trailed off, the woman frowned.
"It doesn't bring Cody back but maybe he can rest in peace" Zack nodded and stood up abruptly.
The woman looked to him as he walked to the door
"Same time next week?" she asked, Zack shook his head
"No doc, it's time I begin to live, it's the least I could do for him" she nodded and Zack left. Maybe just maybe he could overcome his grief and start to live for the brother who had lived so valiantly.