Hello again! Thanks for coming back for a second chapter. Hope you enjoy it. :)
Remember Georges POV Unless stated otherwise :) Enjoy :)
I breathed deep hoping it would calm me down, it didn't help much..I wasn't quite sure I was ready to talk again, to face another reminder of lonliness. To stop myself from wussing out, I opened the journal and spoke...
"Dear Fred" The quill burst into life and scrawled onto the tattered pages.
"People say I need to find closure, to get over this. But..But the truth is, I don't want to get over it. I don't want to forget you! I can't just brush over it like everybody else. People don't realise how much I lost that day. I not only lost a brother, I lost a twin, a part of me. I'm a broken man, Fred!"
I picked up a photo from my bedside table and leaned back against the headboard, I felt tears well in my eyes as I stared longingly at the picture. It was me and Fred. Wrestling and throwing each other into headlocks, laughing. I smiled slighty, despite the sinking feeling in my chest, at the innocence of the Twins in the photo. They were completly oblivious to the suffering in their world. I sighed as I felt the quill jab me in the shoulder encouraging me to talk.
"I'm struggling Fred, I'm not gonna lie to you mate." I felt a droplet run down my cheek as my voice crackled.
"I've not moved from the shop or the flat in over 3 months, or opened up the store...It's gathering dust, Ron offered to take over but I wouldn't let him. After all, it was our dream..not his" I ruffled my shaggy hair in distress. I knew I was doing this for a good reason. but why did it have to be so painful?
"There's so much I want to tell you, but so little I can say. Merlin! I sound like a right prat now! Remember the day we first left for the train? Or...or the day we stormed Umbridge's exam, the old toad. The look on her face...Just priceless...I do, I think of those memories everyday. They're all I've got left now Freddie."
I delicately placed the photo back on the bedside table and shuffled down the bed so I could lie down. I noticed a small black spider scurry along the coving of the ceiling. I snorted and huffed a little.
"Ha! Remember when we were little..When Ron broke your toy broom? And...And you turned his teddy into a spider? Poor kid...He's never been the same since...Still, it was pretty funny!" I giggled at the memory of Ron screaming his head off, running around the living room, trying to dodge the huge fluffy spider he was once hugging.
"I love you Freddie. I know I might not have said it as often as I should have. But I did, always have and always will. You were more than a brother...You were a part of me." My eyes welled again and I sat up, leaning against the headboard.
I tried to speak but nothing would come out other than a few measly croaks. I broke down, in a fit of tears and pain. I pulled my knees up to my chest. I was screaming as I realised the reality that was setting in...Not even once...Not even once! Had I told my own brother I loved him!...I couldn't bear the thought of Fred leaving the world without ever hearing those words. Just three simple words, with a lifelong meaning.
Then slowly evrything started to go dark...
I know..I'm horrid, but I still need a little longer. I hope your enjoying this if not, Review stating your anger! or Happiness (preferable that second one)
~Ness :)
