"Hey, it's Brie! I can't make it to the phone right now- down Josie down girl! As you can tell I'm sorta busy right now, I'll call you back in a bit. Bye!"

I gripped my phone tightly and fought the tears from falling, knowing that John was watching me from inside.

I dialed her number again and listened to the message play again, quickly wiping a stray tear from my eye. 

I wanted to hear her voice and this was all I got.

I heard the door to the balcony slide open and I remained silent. Seconds later, a pair of arms wrapping around me.

"You ok?" John asked me softly.

"Yeah." I responded back quietly.

"You're mom's with Daniel." He told me, "They're trying to get things together and all... do you need me to take you over to them?"

"I wanna stay here." I say to him.

"With me?" He asked, "Are tired? Do you need to sleep-"

"I wanna stay right out here." I say to him, "I can sleep later. You go ahead."

He was silent for a moment before answering, "Are you sure?"

"Positive." I say to him, "I want to be alone."

He was quite for a minute before kissing the top of my head, and slowly retreating back into the room.

A few minutes later, I could see him turn the lamp off and pull the sheets over him.

I stared out into the city, but remained quiet

Why did this happen to me? Why did this happen to her? Out of all the people in the world, God, it should have been me.

"Why?" I asked while standing up and looking at the sky.

"Why would you do this to me?" I asked again while gripping my phone, "Huh? Why? Answer me that."

"You took her away from me." I growled as tears spilled over again, "Why? Why?"

"Brie." I mumbled to myself as I gripped the rail, "Brie, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry Brie."

I didn't try to stop myself from breaking down, I honestly didn't care anymore. She was gone. She was fucking gone.

"Why would you take her away from me?" I shouted, "Why? Answer me!"

"Sometimes yelling helps." I heard a voice say, and I immediately glanced up, "It's kind of a release."

I stand up straight and turn around, but see no one else on the balcony with me.

As I turn, my eyes land on the balcony on the room next to my own. On top of the rail sat Dean, who wasn't facing me.

I simply stared at him, but didn't say anything to him.

"My jacket must be comfortable." He said while still looking ahead.

I glanced down to see that the jacket was still on me. I remember it being the first thing I put on after I had taken my shower.

"I'll give it back tomorrow-" I started to say, but he stopped me.

"I said keep it." He said to me, "It's yours Sunshine."

I stared at him again and he sighed.

"Is there a reason you keep staring at me?" He asked.

"I'm just wondering why you aren't jumping for joy." I say quietly.

"Why would I..." he started to say, but stopped, "I didn't mean it like that Nikki-"

"Then what did you mean it like?" I shout at him, "Huh? Tell me that! You were fucking dying for something to happen to me and now what? You feel sorry for me? Are you fucking kidding me? Is a joke?"

He stayed quiet for a minute before turning to look at me.

"I don't feel sorry for you." He said to me, "I have no sympathy for you. Only empathy."

"You sympathy is the act of, as you say, 'feeling sorry for someone.'" He said to me, "But empathy is the act of feeling for someone because you've been through the same stuff."

"No, I've never lost anyone I loved, because I've never had anyone to love." He said to me, "But I do know what it feels like to feel like your the only on this planet that has a problem to deal with."

"I know what it feels like to feel so alone inside and to debate weather it's either continuing on." He said to me, "I know what that feels like. I know you feel like that. You don't have to tell me, I can see it all over you."

I stayed silent and looked at him for a long time. I couldn't tell you how long I looked at him, and he never broke his gaze from me.

I found myself walking closer to the rail and looking over it.

"How do you get up there without falling?" I asked him quietly.

He stayed quiet for a minute and I wondered if he had heard me, or if he was just ignoring me.

I saw him scoot closer in the direction of my balcony. He stopped when he was about arms length away from mine.

"Put your right foot right there." He said while pointing to a spot on the rail, "Then swing your left leg over, hang onto the top, and don't let go."

Without questioning him, i placed my foot in the correct place, but found it a bit terrifying to swing my leg over the rail.

"Come on Sunshine." He told me, "It's not as scary as it looks."

I bit my lip, but finally swung my leg over, repositioning my hands, then swinging my other leg over.

"There ya go." He said to me but I was too busy looking up at the sky.

I felt closer to it than when I stood on the balcony. Almost as though I could touch it.

"You cant touch them." He said with a small laugh as I reached my hand up, "Not tonight at least. Keep your hands on the rail, your new at this."

I stayed quiet, but slowly scooted myself towards his balcony rail.

"What are you doing?" He asked me as I stopped and stayed quiet for a minute.

"Why are you out here?" I asked him as I turned to face him, "You usually would have avoided me."

"I told you already." He said to me, "Empathy. I'm the only one that gets you."

I stayed quiet for a minute before looking away from him, "Thank you."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw him nod, "You're welcome."

We both stayed in silence and watched the moon above us for a while.

I felt myself jump slightly as I felt my hand being tugged away from the rail, but being held tightly.

I glanced at Dean, who had his eyes closed, then down at our intertwined hands.

I was thankful for the touch. It was reassuring.

He was sorta reassuring...