Hey guys! I'm baaaaaaack! Everyone's asking if I have abandoned this story and the answer is no. I will never abandon this story! I promise! I still don't have a computer though.. My mom promised me one before school started and yet, I still don't have one. So it's not as easy to update. Sorry about that.. Don't be to mad, I've got a chapter here for you so hope you enjoy!:)

Bree's POV

When Chase leaves, everything is silent. No one moved. I look at each of my family members and sigh. I guess I'm the only one who wants to know if he's ok. I slowly get up from my chair and walk up the stairs. No one questions what I'm up to. I guess it's pretty obvious...

When I get to his room, I softly knock on his door.

"Chase? Can I come in?"

"No."

I open the door roughly. "Well that's too bad because I'm coming in anyways."

I walk up to him slowly only to realize his eyes are red and glassy. His cheeks are all wet from all the tears he has shed. I slowly walk up to him, sitting next to him on his bed. I rub his back gently only to get my hand slapped.

"Hey, what wrong?"

"Everything Bree. Everything's wrong! Don't you see? Don't you get it? Nothing is the same! Nothing will ever be the same! Not me, not you, not anyone. This family is ruined. All because of me."

I look at him, and I just can't believe it. Is he actually blaming himself right now?

"Everybody is hurting Bree. Everyone's trying to fix me. But no one can. Not you, Not Mr. Davenport, Not the doctors who examined me, no one. I'm not a broken toy. I can't just be fixed!"

That's when I lost it.

"We're not trying to fix you Chase! We're trying to help you! But you're so fixated on how you're ruining our lives that you don't see how much we need you in it! I mean, without you, Adam never talked to us, Leo was always gone, Mr. Davenport was trying to figure out how to find you, and Tasha was always crying. Trying so hard to get the family back the way it was before you were gone."

I took a deep breath, looked at him straight in the eyes and spoke softly.

"We want you to be happy. We want to help you. But you need to let us help you. You need to want our help. Please, let me in. Let us in. We love you Chase, and we want you to be ok."

His eyes are extremely red and puffy. His cheeks are completely soaked and his pillow is now stained with tears. I don't know if I'm helping him, or hurting him, but it needed to be said. He opens his mouth, but closes it almost immediately after.

"Please say something." I beg him. "I need you to say something!"

I look at him, but nothing comes out. Did I cross the line? Did I hurt him? Why won't he just talk to me! I can't take it anymore. If he doesn't want my help, fine. I won't offer it anymore. I get up, but I'm pulled back down and crushed into a hug. From my baby brother. I melt into the hug like my life depends on it. I smile so wide that I feel it'll fall off. But I really couldn't care less right now.

"I want your help. I want us to be a family again. I want everything to go back to the way it use to be." I let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holding in.

I let go of him and press my hand against his cheek, looking him in the eyes.

"I am so proud of you. And I'm so happy you're ok." I let go of him and get up, "I'm going to go back downstairs and finish my breakfast. Are you coming?"

"No, thanks, I'm just going to stay here, if that's ok with you." I nod, smile, and leave his room, closing the door behind me. A bad thought comes across my mind. He said he wants things to go back to the way they were, but, what if that never happens? What if things will never be the same? What if our family is broken, forever? No Bree, no. Everything will be fine. Life will go back to the way it was. Balance is going to be restored. Don't worry.

I push the thoughts back and walk down the stairs to see my family finishing up their breakfast. They all look at me, wondering if he was ok, and if I was ok. I give them a nice fake smile, (I've gotten pretty good at that) and nod. They all smile, knowing exactly what that meant. But little did they know. I walk over to the table and sit down in my seat. I'm not exactly hungry anymore. Too many thoughts were running through my mind. I want it to stop, but I don't know how.

"Bree? Sweetie? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, just fine."

Chapter completed. Yay!:D

I know my chapters haven't been very long or very frequent and I'm really sorry about that. But once I get my computer, I will be there and update so much more. But for now, updates will be slow. I'm truly sorry. I hope you guys don't give up on me or the story. I really do want to finish it. And I will. No matter what. Ok, well I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I don't know when I'll update another chapter but it probably won't be very soon. Sorry about that. Until next time. I love you all. Thank you for reading, hope you liked it!