The force used to push me to the side, directly out of harm ways.
The blood-curdling scream that rang through my ears as I hit the ground.
It all went by so fast, I had no time to register what had happened. One minute we were walking back to Kaibacorp from a peaceful lunch together and the next I'm lying on the ground. Pushing myself into a sitting position took longer then I had expected since my limbs were stiff with shock.
My head is spinning, everything seems so jumbled up. I can hear people yelling and screaming around me but I can't make out what they are saying. The only sound that really made sense to me was the sound of a car speeding off into the distance.
People ran up to me, asking me if I was alright. They held out their hands to help me to my feet, but I don't pay attention. The world is too blurry so I can't really see them anyway.
There is only one thing, or more so person, who I could see very clearly. His body was broken and crumpled on the sidewalk in the exact spot that I was standing in a few seconds ago. His eyes, which usually glittered with life, were glazed over in fear and pain. His hair stuck to the side of his face where his blood stained his skin.
I took on look in those lifeless eyes and I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. The whole world seemed to fade away, the pain from the deep scrape on my head almost nonexistent compared to the pain in my heart.
'No it's not true, it can't be true. Please tell me that it isn't true.'
I don't want to believe it, I can't believe it. I can't lose my only family, my own brother. He can't be dead, he has to be alive. I can't live without him. He is my heart and soul and without him, I am nothing. Without, this life of mine has no meaning to it what so ever.
I want to look away, but my eyes are glued to his unmoving body. I could feel my stomach lurch at the sight and I had to keep myself from throwing up the food that I had eaten not to long ago. The world started to blur again, but it was not from my initial shock. Tears flowed freely from my eyes as I stared at my brothers destroyed body. I want to scream, tell him to get up, but the words would not form. Instead, all I can say is his name.
"MOKUBA! NO!"
It should have been me. I should have pushed him out of the way. I should have been the brother that I had promised that I would always be. I should have told him that I loved him one last time.
It's all my fault.