Your POV

Wish I could hug him. Cuddle him, help him. But I can't. I'll have to wait, wait to talk to my brother again. " A-anyways, let's continue with the game then?" Ross was afraid, I could tell by the look in his eyes. Everyone asked questions like, 'Fang? what name is that?' ect ect. They played it for another hour before we started heading home. Ross was in the back laying down, and I was sitting on Max's Lap in the front. I jumped to the back and cuddled with Ross, he seamed happier when I did this. I felt sorry for him. His sister was right here, she had always been here.
Fast forward a month.
After his name accident, I started to follow Ross everywhere. I made sure he was safe, and I comforted him. He was glad to have me around and I could tell as he was always smiling when I'm with him. It was a nice life, everyone was happy. Everyone was having fun, and I was helping with stress.

Why did they take that way from me?

I know I know its really short but I have an idea, don't worry!
I just... Need to fit it in some how....
Creepy~~