She sat down and thought about him. Him. He was gone. All of because of a stupid accident. Trying to save other people. When he tried to escape it was too late, all was left of him was his hat which had fell off before it happened, before he was killed. Before his life ended. Before she was left alone, she felt empty without him. Without him she was just, her. No one else. She felt as if her whole world was shattered. He was dead. And that's why she felt like this. It all came back to her.
Flashback
Melissa was lighting the fire, when she needed to leave for something. She didn't notice that the fire had started spreading. When she returned back, it was too late, she called out to all the others to go get water, but he, him who died. Stayed to make sure everyone was left. He rushed to a little in front of the fire, which was spreading like crazy. Making sure everyone was gone, he started turning around to follow the others but the fire had already spreading out and he was surrounded. A palm tree fell making the fire spread faster. He tried to escape was trapped. The palm tree burned on the ground, and as he ran aroung trying to find an exit, another tree fell, but on top of him, it was very heavy and big, making it very hard for him to squirm out of the tight spot. The fire spreaded more and more, closing in on him, he coughed at the smoke, and finally he met his demise as the flames reached him and burned, and burned until the others came with the water. After a few minutes, the fire was out. And Melissa quickly saw a figure amoung the ashes that used to be their so called home. It was then she saw him, covered in black and under the tree he had had very large burns on him. The second they saw him they knew he was dead, his eyes were closed and his chest wasn't moving up and down. Everyone knew he had died, trying to save everyone else. Because he was like that. He cared.
End of flashback.
So she just sat there, and waited for him to come back, and to tell her everything would be okay. But he didn't. He never would. She waited, she wouldn't give up, tears poured down her face, and she remembered the time they were on the island together, and she knew he was just too young to die. Everyone was. Everyone. Maybe that's why they had been rescued, but he hadn't. He was gone. Forever. Not coming back. As she lied unto her bed, recalling the times with him. She remembered having fights, make ups. Everything. Except one thing, she didn't say goodbye. They found him dead, not any last words, not anything to show he cared about her.
Daley sat upright and all she could think of was "Why? Why my little brother?"
Ok. So there are not many stories about him so I kinda wanted to make one about him. I know it's short, review please! And by the way, just sibling love, no incest!