Rage flowed through me and I almost punched a hole in the wall, she stopped me by putting a hand on my shoulder “you haven’t changed have you? Still the angry temperamental brother you used to be” she said, shaking her head
I widened my eyes, she was right, I thought I had changed, but I hadn’t, I am the same person I used to be, just older
She was taken a year ago, and I thought that that changed me, but it didn’t
I sighed and walked out of her room, I needed to be alone
I walked down the hall to my room, opening the door and stepping inside, I sighed
“oh dad, I’m sorry, if you could see me now, would you be proud, or angry with me?” I heard Jenna’s soft voice from her room
“I miss you; of course you know that, I wonder what you would do if you found out that I risked my life to save another
You would probably kill me” she said, her voice thick with tears
I listened as she talked to her father, I could just see her face, her cheeks, tear stained, her expression heart broken
I wanted to comfort her, to tell her that it was alright
“Dad, I need your help, please help me, because I don’t know what I’m doing anymore, I know what you would tell me, follow your heart, and don’t ask questions, but the last time I followed my heart, it hurt me” she said
I put my hand on the wall, along with my forehead, trying to tell her that I’m here, that I wouldn’t hurt her
“I love him, but I don’t know if he loves me back, I think he does, but I’m afraid to find out” she whispered
Shock went through me at her words “I wish mom was here, she would tell me what to do” she said
I stared at the wall for a long time
Her room went silent, and soon I heard her soft breathing get heavier as she fell asleep
I wondered what she meant about last time she followed her heart
I sighed and laid on my bed, I wished the wall between us would disappear, so I could see her sleeping face
I closed my eyes, my only thoughts being of Jenna
I fell into a deep sleep.
