1 year Earlier.

"John" the tall blond male whispered to me.

"Ugh, yes Dirk?" I replied tiredly as I lent up to still feel his arms carefully wrapped around my waist.

"Do you not even care about our age gap, the fact we rarely see? or any of the complexes in the way?" He mutters into my ear as he tugs me in closer.

I knew Dirk worries about these things, because according to him, I'm very precious, and that he doesn't want me to ever leave him.

I parted my lips, letting out a usual toothy grin, as i patted his head and carefully kissed his nose.

"Dirk, you don't need to worry, i'll never leave, you".

That same evening. (Dirk's point of view)

"Dirk, man where the fuck have you been bro? I've been worried sick!" Dave yells from across the room, just as I entered the room.

I get sick of Dave's aggy behavior, but hey? He's a younger brother.

I kick off my shoes as i slump onto the sofa, kicking my feet up onto the coffee table.

"I had work last night" I smiled, as I picked up the remote skimming through the channels looking for something interesting to watch.

I didn't like to lie to my brother- the fact I was dating someone his age. And that we sleep together. I mean, John's important to me, and i don't ever want to leave him.

"fucking liar" Dave yells over at me. I look at him shocked and i feel myself shrink a little- well that's what i feel like... small. Have i been found out?!

Dave approaches me, and stares at me. I can't see his eyes, but I know they're sad eyes. I can just feel it.

"So you really love John?" He frowns, still staring at me.

Before I could even try to look away he grabs my chin and forces me to stare at him.

"Dave, I love him!" And with that, He slapped me and threw most of what I owned out the window in a strop.

"You're a fucking disgrace, bro! You don't even show me enough attention, yet you have enough time for that faggot, man fuck you!"He screams, taking the last thing i owned out the window.

I didn't give a shit about everything else he threw. Just this one precious thing. I threw my hand out the window in attempt to grab it, but before I knew it. It reached the bottom, the floor. It shattered.

That photo of John I adored too much, that precious photo frame he gave me.

"Why, Dave?" I cried, still staring at the ground.

"Because you don't care about me" Dave frowned.

"So you did this out of spite?" I furrowed my brows, letting out one last tear.

I then lift myself up onto the balcony, balancing on it, walking across it with no fear in the world. My heart throbbed at the thought of John being disappointed in me. He told me to carefully look after that photo- the frame especially. It was the most important thing to him, and now... Without a second thought it shattered. Just because a spiteful brother who didn't und- No, didn't even TRY to understand me.

I tilted my head to look at Dave, his face pale, he was just staring at me, screaming.. All i could hear was his voice echoing through my ears, before i knew it..

I was reaching out... Reaching out into the sky.. My arm reaching out for the thing I longed to.

"It's not my fault Dave"

"Why didn't you understand me, Dave?"

"love knows no Gender, right?"

I was flying... I felt weightless.. Yet... my stomach was sinking. I couldn't even breathe.

This was the day I hit rock bottom..

This was the day... everything turned to darkness.

Darkness prevailed.

I widened my eyes to see Dave screaming for me, he reached out his hand and i reached out mine.

I was defying gravity and before I knew it, I was dead.