“Wake up!” Damian shouts, shaking your shoulder. “Please!” The word feels foreign coming out of his mouth.

He’s hardly ever wanted anything in his life, always had his needs met and demands catered to. He doesn't know how to cope with begging his older sibling not to die.

“Open your eyes. Say something!” His voice breaks. You taught him how to ride a bike, showed him how to catch a baseball, gave him a sense of normalcy. You’re his family. He should have saved you.