E/O Challenge: Word Prompt: Rough

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AN: Sorry for being behind- again. Nearing the end- then I get to spend an incredible day tomorrow reading all I've missed these last weeks. Yay!

For a little change, I'm going to venture into Ridley C. James' Brotherhood verse. Dean and Caleb.

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I knew. I should have said something- talked to him, got him drunk or laid- anything- because I knew.

Deuce liked to think he could take on the world by himself. Hell, most times he had no choice but do exactly that.

But I knew. Dean had carried his world on his shoulders for as long as any of us could remember. Sooner or later, he had to break.

It took later, and one missing brother, to bring it all crashing down. To say my best friend looked a little rough around the edges- well, that was being polite.

Shit.