Dinner was filled with pointless chatter. Most questions for me, similar to the questions that Dakota asked on the drive over. Finally the events of the day were starting to hit me and I found myself tired. I excused myself from the table and went up stairs to wait for Dakota to be done because I still didn't know where I was sleeping till my room was done, I wondered if we were expected to share a bed as well. Plus I had no idea where my pajamas were in the mix of all the moving. I laid down on the bed staring off into space waiting for him, I looked at all the pictures on the ceiling. Before I knew it my eye lids started getting heavy, he was taking forever. It had definitely been an eventful day that's for sure, maybe he was taking time to take everything in himself. I curled up with a pillow and dozed off.

"Where is he?!? I need to see him! Daddy! Where is he?!?" I walked along side my father demanding him to tell me where he was.

"Go back to sleep, McKenna," he didn't look down at me.

"I'm not going anywhere until I know Zachy is okay" I tugged on his sleeve. He stopped and knelt down next to me, grabbing my shoulders gently.

"We're going to figure this out, I promise. But right now I need you to go back to sleep, Okay? It's 4:33 in the morning and you're going to be tired," he looked into my eyes.

"Okay, you promise he's going to be alright?" I asked my father. I wanted the truth.

"I promise." He said, kindly smiling.

"Okay, Daddy. I love you!" I ran off to my bedroom smiling.

Suddenly things flashed. "McKenna, come on. We have to go to the hospital. Come on," I heard my father say frantically. I opened my eyes to see that he was throwing some of my clothes into a bag.

"Hospital? Why?" I asked tilting my head.

"Yes, the hospital. Please McKenna hurry," he never answered my second question. I got out of bed and put on my small pink converse. We drove to the emergency room and were rushed into a room. There, I saw my brother, motionless on a white bed.

"ZACHY!" I ran over to him. "ZACHY!" I turned to my father. "What is wrong with him? Why won't he answer me?" I turned around so quickly, tears started filling my eyes and falling down my cheeks. He just looked down, I saw my brother look over at me. "Oh! Zachy are you okay? Please tell me you are okay" he just blinked and tried to shake his head yes.

"Kenz I need you to be safe and be a good girl,'' he spoke barley above a whisper.

"I'm right here Zachy!" I said frantically.

"McKenna promise me. I love you, please remember that." he managed to choke the words out. I heard the heart monitor start to slow. Beep...beep......beep...........beep.

"NO! Zachary!" tears slid down my cheeks. Beep........beep.........beep. "I'll give you anything! ANYTHING! Just don't leave me! Please! I'll give you Jimmy. I'll share all my secrets with you," I begged, grasping onto his shirt.

"Just promise me," he looked up at me. Beep.............beep..............beep........

"I-" The words got stuck in my throat, he just nodded in reply.

"I promise, big brother.....I promise," I retched down and grabbed his hand, it was cold.

"I love you, McKenna," he gasped gently squeezing my hand.

"I love you, too Zachy....Please...don't go....Don't leave me here all alone."

"I'm sorry...." the words came out in a whisper, almost soft enough that you couldn't hear it at all and then the monitor let out a long beep that seemed to never end. The sound became deafening in my ears. I'm all alone now, Zachy left me. I hated him for leaving me alone, but I couldn't truly hate him. He was my big brother, my protector and my best friend. My heart started to ache. I was silent for a long time just staring at Zachy's face. The pale face that should be pink and smiling so big it could break any girls heart. Then everything came out of me like a firecracker had been set off inside of me.

''No......" I cried tears flowing from my eyes like a dam had just broke open. "Zachy....Zachary.....no.........please come back.......please. You can't leave me here alone!" I kept telling myself. "ZACHY! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" I was screaming at him, hoping that if I screamed loud enough that he would wake back up, open his eyes and tell me he would be fine. I need it to be okay, I needed him to be okay. He wasn't allowed to be gone. I wasn't ready for him to be dead.

I felt myself being shaken.

"McKenna! McKenna! MCKENNA WAKE UP!"

"NO! ZACHY! NO!" Suddenly my eyes shot open to see Dakota leaning over me with a very concerned look on his face.

"Are you okay?" worry dripping from his voice. I shook my head, he hugged me close as I cried into his chest.

"I haven't had a dream like that for at least 4 years," I sobbed into his chest. He hugged me tighter, I was sobbing hard enough to make my whole body shake.

"What was it about?" he asked pulling back to wipe my tears from my cheeks.

"It was about when my brother, Zach died. Everything seemed so real. It felt so real," I pulled myself closer to him, if that was even possible.

"So that's why you were screaming Zachy." He stated it more to himself then he did to me. One of his hands stroked my back gently while the other stroked my hair.

''Mhm. That's what I used to call him when I was little...," I tried to stifle my cries. I could only imagine how silly I looked with this being the first night staying here.

"Shhh...It's okay," He kept rubbing my back. "It's all over, it's alright. I've got you," he was trying to make me feel better. I only nodded, worried that if I tried to speak it would only come out as sobs again. I leaned into him, it was kind of nice having him hold me like this, don't get me wrong he's still a jerk but I needed this right now. "Come on, let's lay back down." He pulled me close so that my head could lay on his chest, he wrapped his arm around my waist. His body felt so warm beneath mine. I listened to his breathing for a while but my thoughts wondered back to Zach. I wonder what he would think of this whole situation. I had to stop myself so that I would not start crying again. Instead I listened to Dakota's breathing again. It was peaceful, soon he was back to sleep. I wondered how he was feeling about all of the this. I realized now that I was the only one that was really complaining about it. He had been quiet about it all day. Was he happy about it? Did it bother him at all that his family was deciding who he got to marry? I looked at his sleeping face, it was so different compared to how guarded he has looked all day. It was gentle, he really was handsome. Suddenly his teeth clenched, and his jawline became so sharp. I couldn't help myself, my fingers ran along it. He mumbled under his breath and relaxed again under my touch. But his grip around my waist tightened. I trailed my finger down his neck and across his chest that I had not noticed was bare until now. He was built well there were outlines of abs but not like he worked out everyday. Which did not surprise me, it did not look like the type to spend hours in the gym every day. I traced the lines with my fingers gently, admiring them. The arm that wasn't wrapped around my body reached up and his hand rested on top of mine. "Don't start something you are not ready to finish Kenna," the words came softly from his lips yet he never opened his eyes nor did he move his hand from on top of mine. I chuckled slightly, even in his sleep he is snarky. I closed my eyes and hoped my dreams would not wander to Zach again tonight.