A/N: Here's my first try at a drabble. Figured I'd do like most of the newbies and start at the beginning. Word 1: Ashen.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Never will. But a girl can dream.
He stills sees it when he closes his eyes. Features that were full of life so quickly going ashen.
Skin drained of color. Eyes drained of life. He knows it will take months to get the image out of his head.
No matter how much alcohol he consumes, the one thing he was helpless to stop plays on continuous loop in his head. Nightmares only make it worse, amplifying his fear and loneliness. The only cure is the one he can't have, his brother alive and well sleeping in the next bed.
Yet.
He has a plan to fix that.