'Don't leave me, Virgil. Please don't leave me' Alan cradled his brothers lifeless body in his arms 'Don't stop breathing Virgil, we need you…I need you'
'Someone please help me!' he looked round, then back to Virgil. He was so pale; his browny blond hair now caked in blood from the wound in his head.
'Won't anybody help me' he checked his brothers pulse 'Virgil please don't leave me. Don't you dare leave me….'
Alan tossed the coat to Virgil who quickly pulled it on over his body and did it up. They turned and left the concert hall behind them and started their long trek back to the hotel.
'You did good Virgil' Virge smiled and ruffled Alan's hair with his hand
'Thanks Sprout, glad you enjoyed it' Alan quickly straightened out his hair.
The two brothers walked down the dark street, only a couple of street lamps flickered casting their shadows every so often on the walls around them. Someone grabbed Alan from behind and he let out a yelp, he felt something cold at the side of his head realising that it was a gun
'Give us all your money' the man shouted at Virgil, his voice screaming down Alan's ear.
Virgil did as he was told and fumbled with his wallet; he threw it to the man's feet that then pushed Alan away.
Alan fell on the ground, as Virgil ran passed him and sent a punch at the man's chin. There was a sudden gunshot, as Alan slowly looked up. Virgil stumbled backwards and slipped the ground, the man wielding the gun ran off.
'VIRGIL!!' Alan screamed as he ran to his brother taking him in his arms.
Alan wiped his hair out of Virgil's eyes; no one was coming to help him as he cradled his dying brother in his arms. Virgil coughed some, blood coming from his mouth as he looked to Alan
'I love you sprout, remember that'
'Don't leave me, Virgil. Please don't leave me' Alan cradled his brothers lifeless body in his arms 'Don't stop breathing Virgil, we need you…I need you'