You couldn't do this. He'd think you were crazy. No. I have to do this. You mustered up as much courage as you could, and knocked on your brothers apartment door. He opened it and at the sight of you, his face brightened. "(Y/N)! Come on in." he said. You sat yourself down on the couch, and he turned to you. "Just a moment." he said, turning back to his room. You heard a muffled conversation, probably him telling his girlfriend who had knocked. She poked her head out the door and said "Mornin' (Y/N)!", even though it was 2:00. You gave her a nervous smile and she disappeared back into the bedroom. Your brother walked over and sat next to you on the couch. "What can I do for ya?" he asked. You looked at his face and memories of it being lifeless and cold flashed into your mind. You repressed to memories, and told him, "I... have a confession to make." His face grew more serious. "What did you do?" he demanded. "Your not pregnant, are you?!" he asked, jumping up, his face a perfect mixture of panic and horror. "No! No, (B/N), I'm not pregnant." you said, and as he settled back into the sofa, you couldn't help but laugh. He frowned at you as you gathered yourself together again. "What is it then?" he asked. Your nervousness returned and you turned to face him. "You know that time, about ten years ago, that you were really sick? A-and you had... hallucinations?" you asked. "Yeah, what about it?" his frowned. "Well... those 'hallucinations' were real." you said, staring at the ground. It was your brothers turn to laugh, and your turn to frown at him. "What?" he laughed. You glared at him. "I'm serious." you said. His face sobered, and looking concerned he asked "Are you feeling alright? (Y/N), I died in that dream." You nodded. "I'm fine. And I know, I'm the one who watched you die." you said, as the horrible memories returned. "Okay. Um... if you did watch me die, how did it happen?" he asked. So, you told him. From how he woke you up by beating you with a pillow, to you finding him, alive in the car. He looked considerably frightened. "(Y/N). How did you know that? And you kn-know that there is no such thing as demons, right?" he asked softly. You looked up at him and said "I watched you die, (B/N)." tears streamed down your face. "I made a deal with a demon," you paused. "and I'm gonna die in a week." you said. He looked horrified at how much you believed this. "(Y/N), you are not going to die! This isn't funny!" he shouted at you, standing up again. "It's true!" you yelled, matching his tone. "I'm sorry," you said, staring at your shoes. "but I met some people who said that they can help me, so believe it or not, I'm on borrowed time. And I'm going to try to survive, and if you don't believe me, that's fine." you said, marching out the door. "(Y/N), wait!" he called after you, but you slammed the door in his face.