Putzie's POV
Just then I woke up in bed seeing my big brother Phil and the guys standing over me with worried looks on their faces. "Abby," I mutters. "Huh?"
"Putzie wake up buddy." I heard Phil says and I sat up on my bed.
"It wasn't real?" I asked them.
"What wasn't real?" Danny asked sitting next to me putting his arm around me as I let out a sigh.
"Nothing," I said looking down. "What happened last night?" I asked looking up.
"Well, you got so drunk and we decided to take ya home and put you in bed." Kenickie told me.
"So, Abby's not mine?" I asked them.
They shook their heads and Phil rubbed my back.
"It's gonna be ok little brother." He said smiling at me and I looked down.
"No it's not." I muttered.
"Don't worried, she'll run into your arms someday." Danny said.
"Like that's ever gonna happen." I mutter as I felt Kenickie pat my back and we looked up when Abby came in the room.
"Hey, I just wanted to know if you guys are ok." Abby said.
"We're fine sis," Danny said standing up and walking over to her, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "How did ya sleep?"
"Good, but I…still feel bad." She said making me looked up at her, wait! Is she talking about the letter that I wrote for her? Did She read it?
"Huh?" I asked quietly.