It was probably the first time my feelings for Blake felt so strong. I mean, I never disliked him. But it wasn't until he was gone, that I wanted him around. A doctor pulled me off of him, I can remember the doctor telling me to calm down, something about that it wasn't his fault. But I still tried to pull away from him. But the brother never moved. He never tried to stop me. He just closed his eyes, mumbling a possible prayer maybe. Finally the doctor got me off of him, he kept asking if I was okay. I couldn't look in right in the eyes, i just kept looking back to him. The brother, expecting him to yell that I was crazy. But he didn't. All he did was mumble a slightly tearful "I'm so, so sorry". It made my stomach twist, still does.. But for a different reason now.

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