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He was sitting on his bed when I walked in. Exactly a year had passed since it happened. A year ago he lost his last link to normal life. I've tried so hard to help him, to give him back a semblance of normality, but I doubt he will ever be the naive and innocent boy he once was. He'll never be able to smile freely ever again; never trust anyone as much as he trusted her. Sometimes I feel envious of how much he cares about her; of how much he loved her. If only I could have some of that love. But before that thought could go anywhere, I remembered her bright smile and bubbly personality. Her vivacious yet modest looks, her shockingly red hair that reflected her personality; a stab of grief hits me like a ton of Bricks. Her name was Jack. It might have been short for Jackie or Jacqueline; neither would suit her well. I simply knew her as Jack.

Snapping out of my thoughts, I turned my attention back to the grieving boy – no man; he hadn't been a boy in a long time- sitting on the bed. I didn't doubt for one second he knew I was there the moment my hand touched the door handle, knowing him, he most likely knew I was coming even before then. The fact that he hadn't yet told me to go away was a good sign. I took that as silent permission to approach him. Making sure I stayed in his line of sight and my footsteps were fairly audible, I advanced towards the bed warily and sat down. Sensing no form of discouragement; I put my arms around him in an effort to comfort him. After an initially tense moment his arms wrapped around my waist accepting the comfort.

"I miss her," he didn't have to mention who, I already knew who he was talking about, I was – after all – only just thinking about her. Nevertheless, I stayed silent, deciding to let him talk without interruption.

"She was always there for me," a choked sob escaped his throat, "even when Blunt came and fucked up my life. She never gave up on me and she refused to leave me even though she would have been safer and happier in America with her family." I broke my self-imposed silence to interrupt his monologue. I couldn't stand to hear him speak like that; as if he meant nothing to her.

"You know she wouldn't have been happier in America without you. Knowing you were in danger every day. Having you on the other side of the world and not being there to comfort you and hold you when the nightmares came. You were her family; her brother and best friend wrapped in one small package. She would have hated to hear you say that. She never abandoned you, even in death, she will always be with you." This earned me a watery smile. I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment at that. Feeling more confident, I gestured for him to go on. As he talked, the tension left his body bit by bit and he gradually relaxed fully into my arms. I'm glad he can confide in me and I know he knows I will always be there for him as a friend and, when he's ready, much, much more than a friend. I love him and he knows that; just as much as I know he loves me. However, before we can jump that hurdle in our relationship, he needs to learn to trust and open up his heart again; even for the fear of rejection. But as I looked down at him, laying in my arms, I had the sudden hope that he may be ready and just waiting for me to realise that.

"You'll never leave me, will you Sabina?" He inquired timidly.

"Of course not Alex, I wouldn't dream of it."

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