A/N: Thank you all for reviewing! There are some questions I've been asked like, "Where's Al?" and others. Don't worry, he's in here! Oh and for those of you who didn't get the last part of the story with Envy being 'nice' after he and Ed had a fight, I'll explain it in this chapter. One last thing! The pills Ed takes are small. That's why I said 'pills' instead of 'capsules'. Okay that's all for now!

Warnings: Hallucinations, language, and dreams

Entry #2
Journal Entry # 2- June 15: Pride came back last night. I had to sleep with Envy, seeing that Pride doesn't like him. I'm not really sure why though. Envy may be a complete asshole most of the time, but he does care about me (sometimes). I have to go see my therapist today. Oh joy! She told me to bring along this stupid journal, so she can see how everything is going. Dr. Hawkeye isn't bad; she just annoys me a little. The worst part is she has to tell my parents EVERYTHING I've said during our sessions. The upside is she puts what I've said into her own words...which now that I think about it, that's also the downside to it. But whatever, I have to stop now or I'm going to be late.
"Edward honey, hurry or we're going to be late!" His mother called.

Edward closed his journal, and placed it in the bag he was taking along with him. The blonde had to leave for therapy ever Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. Originally he only had to go once a week, but ever since 'that incident' he had to go more often.

"EDWARD!" Envy called.

"I'M COMING DAMMIT!"

Seeing that his father was at work most of the time, and didn't come home until dinner time, his mother and or Envy would have to take him.

"Aw, do you have to go Edward?"

The blonde did his best to ignore Pride. He closed his eyes and tried to block him out. It was harder then it sounded. Pride was sitting next to him on his bed, with a wide smirk on his face.

"Edward, I know you can hear me."

Edward picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. The blonde was starting to crack. He walked over to the door and was about to open it, but Pride said something that brought him to his knees.

"We use to have so much fun when you were younger, remember? I know you remember Nina."

"Envy, could you go upstairs and get your brother?"

"Fine." He said with a sigh.

Envy made his way up the stairs, and stood in front of his brother's room. Once he had opened it, his eyes widened. Edward was on the floor, knees against his chest and his hands over his ears, shaking. Tears were streaming down his face and he kept repeating the same thing over and over again.

"E-Ed?"

"Make him stop. Make him stop! MAKE HIM STOP!"

Envy rushed over and wrapped his arms around him, stroking his hair softly.

"It's okay Ed. Snap out of it."

Slowly his tears started to subside, and his shaking also. He removed his hands from his ears, and slowly pushed himself from Envy's embrace. He hated remembering the incident that landed him in more therapy, along with the many pills he had to take. Envy knew this and loathed that fact that that bastard Pride would remind Edward of it. It was Pride's fault for the way his brother was now.

"You okay?"

Edward nodded.

"Come on, we need to go now."

Envy took Edward by the hand, and they both made their downstairs.

The car ride was the same every time. The same scenery, same buildings, and surprisingly enough, the same people. Edward just stared out the window blankly. He watched as everything whizzed by, as everything passed him by, him unable to control what he saw or how fast it was going, much like his own life. Edward never had a childhood. He could vaguely remember any 'happy moments' in his life. Envy was sitting in the backset with him, eyes glued to his brother. He noticed that Edward had not bothered to iron his cloths, or for the matter comb his hair. He looked a mess.

"Ed."

"What?" His eyes never left the window.

"What did you do to your hair?"

"Nothing."

"I can see that."

Edward finally diverted his vision away from the window, and gave Envy a glair.

"Why do you care? I really don't give a damn about what people think of me at this point. Unlike you, I don't have any friends. Unlike you, I have to worry about if I'm going to snap and have another reason for me to go to even more therapy. So mind your own goddamn business, and don't worry about what I look like."

Envy let out a sigh. Trisha didn't like the bad mood that was floating around the car, so she decided to lighten it up a little.

"Well, maybe the three of us could go shopping for new clothes." She said in a chipper voice.

"No thanks." Edward said.

Before Trisha could respond, she stopped the car in front of a large building. She parked the car, and got out. Edward and Envy did the same. The three entered the building and headed straight for the elevator. Edward's therapist was on the fourth floor. The elevator ride was silent. The blonde zoomed out a little, but was brought back to his senses by the 'bing' of the elevator. They stepped out and walked to the third door on the right. Envy and Trisha had a seat, while Edward entered the room. The room was quite large. It was filled with many books, along with a few stuffed animal hear and there. In the corner was a large leather couch, with a little pillow on top of it. Next to the couch was a lamp with a very dim light, the bulb should have blown out long ago. Edward stepped forward, closing the door behind him. Once the door clicked, it grabbed the attention of the young women sitting behind a desk in the front of the room.

"Good evening Edward."

She had blonde hair, like Edward's. She had hers done up in a ponytail, that came down a little past her shoulders. She was wearing glasses that side down her nose ever so often. She stood up and walked over to Edward. She raised her hand and patted the blonde teen on his head.

"Have you been keeping a journal?"

Edward nodded and reached into his bag, pulling out the spiral notebook he had brought with him. She smiled and nodded.

"Alright then, you can take a seat in your unusual spot."

Edward handed her the notebook, and took a seat on the couch in the corner. He stretched himself out on the couch, and waited for the Dr. Hawkeye's to join him. He tilted his head back a little, and stared at the medical that Dr. Hawkeye had on the wall. A few seconds later she walked over and sat down in the chair across from the couch. She crossed her legs and adjusted her glasses. On her lap was a notepad, were she would take notes.

"So, it seems that Pride has returned from what I've red."

"Yeah." Edward reflected on what had happned last night.

"Did he persuade you to do anything?"

"He tried to."

"But you resisted."

Edward nodded.

"It's harder then the last time. I try to ignore him, but he just finds more reason for me to do things."

Hawkeye adjusted her glasses once more.

"I've also noticed that you talk about your brother in your journal. Is it a lot stress being the youngest?"

"Not really."

"Are you dating anyone right now?"

"No."

"Are you still a virgin?"

Edward looked away with a deep blush on his face.

"Y-yes."

She scribbled something on he pad and went back to Edward.

"Going back to your brother. Do you two argue often?"

"Once a day."

"When you two fight, do you ever feel like hurting him physically?"

Edward shook his head.

"No, nothing like that. He does piss me off though."

She scribbled more things on her pad. About an hour passed. Edward would answer the questions that Ms. Hawkeye asked him, sometimes she would ask him to elaborate on afew things.Soon enough it was time for Edward to leave. Hawkeye gave him back his journal and said her goodbyes. Edward walked out off the room and sighed.

"So, how'd it go sweet pea?"

The blonde looked away for a brief moment, sighing once again.

"Same as all the other times."

The ride home was just as silent as the ride to the therapist. Edward had fallen asleep, and he had his head pressed against Envy shoulder. The sin didn't mind though.

"Mom."

"Yes honey."

"I know I've asked you this before, but when is Edward going to stop taking all that medication?"

Trisha paused a moment.

"Hopefully when he gets better."

Envy placed his head on top of his brothers. He wanted Edward to get better for one very good reason. He wanted him to be happy. Envy hadn't seen his brother with a genuine on his face for a very log time, about four year to be exact. For Envy, that was too long.

'Ed.'

Edward looked around to find that he was in his room. He found that he was sitting on his bed, wearing nothing more then his dark blue boxers and black tank-top.

"Wasn't I just in the car with mom and-"

He was cut off by the sound of the door opening. In walked Envy, with a look on his face that Edward didn't recognize. The sin walked over and took a seat next to him.

"Mom told me to tell you that dinner is ready."

"Okay...you can leave now."

"I know. I just wanted to…try something with you."

Edward cocked a brow.

"What ever it is, make it fast."

"Close your eyes."

"What?"

"Just do it."

Edward let out a frustrated sight, and did what he was told. As soon as he did, something warm pressed against his lips. His eyes shot open to see Envy's lips pressed against his. He hesitated for moment, but then kissed him back. He wasn't sure why, but he was enjoying himself. Edward wrapped his arms around his brother's neck and pulled him closer. Envy took this time to push Edward down again his mattress.

"Envy." He whispered as he parted.

"Envy" Edward mutter

"Ed, wake up."

Envy shook his brother a couple of times, to try and wake him. Edward opened his eyes slowly, and looked up into those of Envy's. He quickly pushed himself away from the sin, and pressed himself against the car door.

"Are you okay Ed?"

"Y-yeah. W-where are we?"

"Home."

Envy cocked a brow at Edward and got out of the car. Edward took in a beep breath, and let it out little by little.

'What the hell was that dream all about.'

A/N: That's all for chapter 2!