6. The Truth

Lena had stolen my phone and I was running after her when it happened. I accidently hit the picture of Sam, it drops to the floor and the glass breaks in to pieces. "I'm sorry Brie." I heard Lena say and Jake entered the room with Sam following.

"What happened?" Jake asked.

"It broke." I shriek and tears form in my eyes.

"Brie step away from the class you'll cut your.." Sam said but then he stopped as he saw my finger covered in blood. I cried harder. "It's broken."

"Brie." Jake said and walked closer to me.

"Don't. You know what I've done. This is my entire fault. If I just hadn't been driving."

"Brie it's okay." Sam tried to assure me.

"It's not!" I know this keeps happening and I shouldn't be tearing myself down. But I just couldn't help it.

"Everything is my fault, if I hadn't been driving."

"Brie he pulled the trigger on himself." Lena said.

"But he wouldn't have if I hadn't been driving, if I weren't dying! I KILLED HIM!" I screamed and everyone was frozen, and I had no idea why. And then I knew I saw Troy. He had this confused, scared look on his face, then he stormed out and I ran after.

"Troy wait!" I screamed after him.

"So that's why you've been acting weird? You killed someone!"

"Yeah but you don't understand." Tears fell from my eyes.

"I understand perfectly!"

"No you don't there's more to the story than that."

"What's there to say other than you killed someone that you are a murderer."

"Troy don't say that." I said crying even more. "It's not like that!"

"You said it yourself. You said you killed him!"

"Apparently you didn't hear all I said."

"I didn't need to hear anymore to understand."

"Understand what?"

"The secrets, the lying, everything I understand everything just fine!"

"Troy please listen, this is already hard as it is. You don't have to make it even harder!"

"What more is there?" He asked and I gave him a heartbroken look, which somehow seemed to get to him.

"You care to listen to what I have to say?" I asked and he nodded, we then both sat down on the porch.

I sighed and took a deep breath. "I had a brother. His name was Samuel." I wiped away the new tears that feel from my eyes. "He died the 7th of March last year. He turned 21."

"I'm sorry Brie." He told me and placed a hand on my back.

I sobbed and then continued. "It was a car accident. I was the one driving."

"Brie that doesn't mean you killed him, it was an accident. It wasn't your fault."

"There's more to the story than that." I looked at him and he gave me a smile and nodded for me to continue. "I was dying Troy. I had surgery. I had a collapsed lung, broken ribs, a concussion and a lot of blood loss due to all my open wounds. My heart was giving up and so it did. They tried several times to get me back to life, but nothing worked. But Sam couldn't let me die. I don't know why. I'm not sure why he wanted to scarify his life over mine but he did."

"What do you mean?" He asked and pulled me closer to him.

"Apparently he went home that night after the doctors told him I wouldn't make it. He then found a gun and went outside. Then he…" I didn't continue, but I knew he understood. "The doctors had given up on me, but apparently I came back to life. They called it a miracle. And in the beginning I thought it was, but then my mom told me what had happened to Sam. And I knew. It wasn't a miracle, not even close. It was like he had made a deal with death, his life instead of mine, and so I live because he didn't. I haven't felt a thing since then, but if I hadn't ben driving, I wouldn't have been killing myself, and then Sam would still be here. So I blame myself for his death. Because it should have been me instead of him, that was the way it was supposed to be." I cried harder and he kissed my forehead.

"Brie it's okay. It wasn't your fault. It was his decision."

"That doesn't make me feel any better Troy."

"But Brie there's nothing you could have done. He did it for you to be able to live your life, not grieving over his."

"But I miss him. If I just hadn't been driving that night. I should have been more careful." I told him and he wiped away my tears.

"Was anyone else in the car?" He asked and I nod. "Jake was, and Lena watched it all happen. It was just around the corner of our old street. That's why we moved."

"I'm so sorry Brie. I don't know what else to say or do. I wish there was something I could do."

"Just hold me." I told him and he wrapped both arms around me and pulled me even closer. "That's what's going to heal me. Just promise me you won't leave. I can't take losing you too."

He kissed the top of my head. "I'm not going anywhere baby I promise."

"I love you." I told him.

"I love you too, sorry for calling you a murderer. I shouldn't have said that."

"It's okay." I told him and placed my hand in his then intertwined our fingers. "Just promise me you'll listen to me the next time, instead of just jump to conclusion."

He smiled. "I promise. Actually I was wondering do you have scars?"

"From the accident?" Yes I have a lot. I got on my lower back, one on my stomach, small ones on my arms." I pull up my sleeve for him to look at them. "And then I got from the defibrillators on my chest, and another one on my chest. And then few ones in my face, oh and one on my right ear. The glass from the shield cut open wounds on me a lot of different places."

"I'm so sorry Bee." He said and pulled me closer like that was even possible. "Jake was lucky though, he only have a few on his arms and then I think his head have been damaged from the accident as well." I said and Troy let out a laugh and I couldn't help but smile too. "Also I didn't know what I would have done if something had happened to him as well."