I can feel everything, but nothing at the same time. The last thing I remember was passing out outside 'Westerville Public Middle School'. I'm gay and some neanderthals thought that was grounds to beat up me and my best friend, Jacob (Who's also gay). The room's white,I hear a voice calling my name - "Blaine, Blaine, Blaine…" - getting louder and louder until I couldn't her anything else. A white light appeared at the end of the long room, I walked towards the light and the sound of my name this time joined with a timed beep; beep… beep… beep, I had reached the light once I reached here I would've found the person calling me, but my name was coming from inside the light tunnel. I walked into the light, the continuous beeps turned into one long sound almost like a flat line. Then all of a sudden I felt absolutely nothing, I was falling I wasn't scared I was at peace. Then everything went black.
Flatline? I this can't be Blaine can't be dead! My big brother can't be dead, he's invincible, he's Blaine! The doctors rushe into the room force me off his bed and out of the room. I watched from the window alone as they tried to resuscitate him, alone, my parents leave their son in the hospital with his 8 year old sister alone, it always happens we're always left alone, but now it's just me. I heard yelling behind me, I turned and saw Cooper, my oldest brother, yelling at the triage nurse. I ran to my brother, my eyes still flooded with tears, I flung my arms around him. He gently wrapped his arms around me tightly, tears in my eyes soaking his black t-shirt. By the time we had released Blaine's doctor had existed Blaine's room with a grim look on his face.
"I'm sorry, but we couldn't save your brother, I'm sorry for your loss."
I collapsed on the ground crying in sorrow, he's gone, the one person who made me feel like I'm not alone. When I was a baby he wrote me a song and would sing it to me every night when I would cry. I think of the lyrics now, the song that once brought me comfort now only hurt knowing I would never hear his voice sing to be on one of my bad days. Because no matter how bad his day was, as soon as I found out I had a bad day he'd do anything to make me happy. But now it doesn't matter anymore because he's gone, idiot jocks killed him. I went back into his room to say my final goodbye, I stepped in and for the first time I didn't see Blaine in the hospital, I saw his bruises: 4 cracked ribs, 3 broken ribs, broken left tibia, broken right humerus, fractured mandible, fractured eye socket, bloody knuckles, chipped left femur, 2 broken fingers, a black eye, and a "fat" lip. If I didn't know it was my brother I would've never recognized him.
"He fought them off of me." I turned around and Jacob was right there in a wheelchair with a sling on his left arm and a black eye. "Your brother saved my life, I may be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life but…." I flung myself into Jacob's arms and wailed.
I'm dead, I'm 14 and dead. I'm standing next to my cold dead body staring at my 8 year old sister cry into my best friend's arms, and I can do nothing to help. I've always prided myself at being there for her, to never let her feel as alone as I did when I was younger, and now I've failed, she'll probably feel alone forever. I went over to my little sister, who I've always been protective of, placed a hand on her back be whispered in her ear "I'm sorry Ana, I'm sorry I let you down." She shuttered and whipped her to look at me. Could she see me? Her eyes blue eyes red, her porcelain cheeks stained with marks of tears, my heart broke seeing her like this and knowing I was the cause. She kept looking around for the source of the sound. She wiped her tears and stood up, said her goodbyes to to Jacob as a nurse wheeled him out of the room leaving Ana alone. Suddenly our parents came through the door completely unannounced.
"Ana we need to go, I have a deposition in the morning." My father approach her and picked her up. My parents weren't cold it's just ever since my parents started their own firm time was more precise than anything.
"I'm sorry daddy I was just saying goodbye." He set her down and put a chair next to the bed for her to stand on, this time it was my mother who spoke
"It's okay sweetheart, we'll be waiting for you." Then she kissed my sister's head and left. She looked up at the ceiling then back at my body,
"Hi Blaine, I miss you already. I'm really going to miss the way you always made me feel better, everyday you found new ways to make me smile, weather it was a song you wrote it just learned, a joke you heard at school, or read a chapter of Harry Potter, you never gave up. And just know no matter what you never let me down. You showed me what courage really is." She bent down and kissed my cheek, I felt it, it felt like a ghost of a kiss, the last remaining feeling of a kiss lingered on my cheek. She got off the chair and joined my parents in the lobby, I followed them through the lobby, down the stairs. But when they went out the door I tried to follow except when I tried to leave it was if a barrier had be put up, there was something stopping me. I so I watched as my little sister got into the back of the family SUV and drove away.